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"Um, there's one in my bathroom, too. If you want you could use that one. Unless you think you might catch my gay by just walking in my room." I smirk.

She laughs, "No, not at all. Where is it in your bathroom?"

I stand up, "Um, follow me." I walk past her and she follows me into my room, Jamie's not in my bed so she's probably getting ready in the bathroom, I don't know why she didn't wake me up... bitch. "Thanks for waking me up." I say walking into my bathroom.

"Good morning, Spencer." Jamie says smiling and brushing her hair in my bathroom.

She smiles at herself in the mirror, "Good morning." Spencer says to her with a quick, cute smile. I love her teeth, they're like that one gum... uh, chichlets? Yeah or Mentos but square.

"You're phone's been ringing like crazy, Ash." Jamie says running her fingers through her hair, "Someone must really want you to sex them up."I look at Jamie, narrow my eyes then purse my lips together. Jamie looks at my face then turns back to the mirror to mess with her stupid hair, "Or not."

I look at Spencer, "They probably want homework or something." that's a lie, I never do my homework. If we don't have much classwork in that class then I'm not passing.

Spencer nods her head and smiles, she doesn't believe me, I'm sure. I probably come off as a sexaholic or something, "Right."

I look back to Jamie, "You seen my straightener?" I'm gonna end that conversation quick.

Jamie swings her head to look at me, "Um," she places her right hand on her hip, "I think it's... in your closet."

I open my mouth and wrinkle my forehead, "Why would it be in my closet?"

"Remember when we went to the beach on Saturday? Well, I used it at that beach house party and I guess I forgot to put it back." she says.

"So it's in our beach bag?"

She nods, "Yes ma'am."

I, again, walk past Spencer and over to my closet. I open my closet door and walk in to look around, "Whoa." she says.

I turn around to look at her. She's probably checking out my bangin' bod, "What?"

Her eyes wonder around my closet, "Your closet is so huge."

"Oh," I continue looking for the beach bag, "Yeah, I asked mom to make sure my room had a huge closet, I like clothes a lot."

And she's still awe struck, "I can see that," she laughs, "How often do you go shopping?"

I laugh, "Everyday." what can I say? Fashion is my weakness and so is music. For example, if I saw a shirt with music notes on it, I'd have to have it. Just as if I saw a CD that supported the fashion industry. I'm obsessive when it comes to stuff like that but I think I need a new obsession. I look at Spencer and smile.

"What are you smiling about?" she says confused looking.

I shake my head, "Nothing, just thinking." I continue looking for the bag. It should be over here—and I found it. "Here it is." I pull it out of the bag and I swear this cord goes on for ever and ever. I finally get to the end, "Here you are. You can use my bathroom if you want--"

"Hey, Ashley, have you seen Spencer?" Kyla comes in all dressed, hair's done, clothes are good. She looks at me then at Spencer then back at me, this has to stop, "Oh, Spence, you can use the bathroom now, I'm done. As you can see." she says moving her hands like she's unveiling herself.

I roll my eyes, "Um, alright."

Spencer looks at Kyla, "Is there a straightener in your bathroom, Kyla?"

"Um, no, I don't know where mine is, why?" Kyla asks fairly stupid... I mean hello the girl wants to straighten her hair, what other reason is there? My sister, the genius, everyone.

"Uh, maybe she wants to use it?" I say butting in and Kyla gives me the evil bitch glare, whatever. I look at Spencer, "Just go in my bathroom, it's cool."

"Nah, just go use my bathroom, I'm done and Ashley still has to get ready so, yeah." Kyla says, jesus, what a cock blocker... well not technically but you catch my drift. I'm trying to spit some game and BAM stomp on my parade.

I just roll my eyes and hold the straightener out to Spencer limply, "Thanks." she says taking it from me then walking out of my closet.

Kyla watches her walk out of my closet... ha funny. She watches her until she walks completely out of sight then she whips her head around to look at me. "Jesus, don't break your neck."

"What were you doing in here?"

I laugh, "I was raping her. What the hell do you think I was doing? I was getting my straightener for her."

"Why is it in your closet?"

I roll my eyes and sigh, "I'm sorry, I thought I was home and not in jail."

"Well, it would be for like the second time now wouldn't it?" Kyla asks knowing that answer. Okay, so this one time I got arrested for back talking a officer. He gave a speeding ticket and he felt me up or tried. Like, what the hell was I supposed to do about that? Let him have his way? Yeah, okay because I look like a fucking pushover, psh.

"You know what happened with that so don't even act like that." I say walking past her.

She grabs my arm and yanks me back in the closet, "We talked about this last night."

I take my arm back, "No, psycho, you talked, I listened but never agreed."

She sighs, oh, c'mon I'm not that big of a handful, "Whatever, do what you want. Just keep in mind that I will be watching." and she does that cheesy eye to eye thing. I mean who does that?

I smirk, "Okay, you're watching me, have fun. My life is fairly exciting."

"Ugh." she storms away, pretty funny.

Before walking out of my closet I pick out a black t-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans. I'm feeling kinda casual today, no one to impress. When I walk out the closet door, Jamie's sitting on the bed, "Your phone woke me up."

"My phone was with me last night.. in the guest room I'll have you know because some little witch took up the whole bed." I say definitely directing that statement at her.

"Well, your house phone woke me up."

I roll my eyes, "So?"

"Just saying. If I'm a bitch today, I'm blaming you. Your phone, your fault."

I scoff and roll my eyes again before stripping down to my underwear. Didn't take long considering I was only wearing pants, "Apparently every thing's my fault."

She nods, "That's the basic. But, hey, what were you and Kyla talking about in there? Sounded kinda heated and I heard y'all last night, downstairs, before I went to sleep."

Shit, if she heard us that means Spencer probably heard us if she wasn't sleeping. I sigh, "I'll tell you on the way to school, it's a a long story, I guess."

"Okay, well hurry up, Seth wants me to meet him in the courtyard."

I roll my eyes, "And we all know it's all about Seth." I skip over to my bathroom and close the door behind me. Scrub a dub dub.

"So she told you to stay away from Spencer?" Jamie asks like I didn't just explain the whole freaking story to her.

"Uh, yeah, that was the point in the story." I roll my eyes but lock them back on the road afterwards. Kyla and Spencer are in front of us, I'm sure with my monster truck I could smash her... but that's only in my head so yeah.

"Hm." is all she says while shrugging.

"Wh—what? What do you mean, hm?" and I copy her shrugging action.

She sneezes, "Damn. If I was Kyla I'd be kinda iffy, too."

"WHAT?" sounded like a dog whistle but that was a word.

"Spencer and Kyla are super close. It's only normal for her to keep her womanizing sister away from her."

Red light, I stop the car then look over to her, "Womanizing? I am not a womanizer. I haven't even been with that many girls. The way you make it sound, I'm a slut, an evil slut at that."

"No," she shakes her head, "That's not what I meant."

"What are you trying to say before you're walking to school."

"You wouldn't make me walk," she says sure of herself, "Just put yourself in Kyla's shoes. Okay, you went out with Erin, didn't go so well. Now you're with Chrissy but not really, don't know why, and you treat her like crap."

My mouth drops, "You don't even like her."

"Doesn't mean you don't treat her like shit."

"I do NOT treat her like shit."

She rolls her eyes, "That's the way it looks. Actually, it just looks like you're scared. You're scared to be in a relationship, again, because you think you might get screwed over. And maybe Spencer's the kinda girl, straight or gay, to be in a relationship and Kyla doesn't want you warping her fragile little mind with the mind games."

I scrunch up my face, "You know, all that actually makes a lot of sense."

"Of course it does, I'm smart when I wanna be." she smiles.

I sigh, "You know, I'm not trying to hurt anyone, I'm just--"

"Trying to protect yourself." Jamie finishes my sentence.

I nod, "Yeah."

Green light. Drive. "Well, maybe you need to rethink your game plan if you wanna get with Spencer. Kyla's her watchdog and as long as she sees you do what you're doing then... hells no."

"So are you telling me to make Chrissy my girlfriend? Or are you telling me to break up with her? I don't think that either one of those get me with Spencer..."

Her phone rings loudly, "I don't know what you need to do but whatever it is, you better figure it out." She answers, "Hello?"

What the hell? She just got me worried for no reason. She was basically no help, okay, she was. I need to figure out what I'm doing with Chrissy. I know I don't want her to be my girlfriend but I also know that I don't wanna give up what we have. But at the same time, what do I want with Spencer? Maybe I just wanna sleep with her... ugh, that's not it. I only talked to her for a little bit but there's so much more there, I actually wanna get to know her. Psh, she's probably not even gay, what in the hell am I worrying so much about? Damn it, Jamie, I blame you for putting these thoughts in my head and for Spencer being so damn attractive.