After we hear her voice ring through our ears Spencer un-wedges herself from in between the bed and my sweaty body. "Why?" she mouths to me, "Why right now?" she says in a whisper.
I stand up in front of her and grip her face, "I don't know. I really don't but," I look around the bed then grab my shirt that's hanging off the edge of it then I look back to Spencer, "I'm gonna go fix myself in the bathroom as I hide from your mom." I try to make a dash for the bathroom but Spencer grabs my hand. I look back to her and she's giving me the sweetest smile every. It gave me a toothache, honestly.
She pulls on my hand, "Kiss me before I'm forced to be faced with my mother after such an intense moment."
I smirk, I like the way she thinks. I lean in to kiss her and I let my lips linger on hers for just a little while longer than I should considering her mother is on the other side of the door. I look into her eyes, "How's that?" I ask still holding onto her hand.
"Better than words." She whispers as she stares at my lips then up to my eyes, "Better than chocolate."
"That's an amazing movie," I smile at her.
The bedroom door begins to rattle. I wink at her then run into the bathroom with quickness. I don't slam the door but I close the gap so I can hide from crazy Catholic mom.
I look at myself in the mirror. How in the hell did I get so into the moment? So into Spencer?
I peek through the crack in the door after I put on my shirt. There she is Paula in all her glory and—wait. There's some blonde haired girl next to her. Who the fuck is that and why is Spencer hugging her like they got chemistry? Maybe I should actually listen in.
"Oh my god, I haven't seen you in so long. I missed you, Spinner babe," the blonde hair girl says to Spencer as they embrace. After their hug this little bitch keeps her hand on Spencer's sides. What the fuck? Get your hands away from my girlfriend or I will have an aneurism. And what the hell is up with the Spinner Babe crap? Spencer never mentioned an ex.
Spencer's looks at me then back at the girl as she smiles and backs away sweetly, "I know, DEBBIE, I haven't seen you in forever, how have you been?" she asks.
OMG. It's that slutty girl that hits on her brother. Fuck, Kyla better watch out for her. Whew, thank god I don't have to worry. Happy dance, she's straight haha—fuck.
"Spencer, what was that?" Paula asks.
That was actually me kicking the door as I was doing my happy dance. Screw up for life, yep, yep.
"Um, I didn't hear anything, mom, I think you're going crazy in your old age." Spencer says hesitantly. That's my girl, lying to your mother. I've taught her so well. Aw.
The door flies up and it reveals myself to them.
"Ashley?" Paula says unenthusiastically.
"Ashley?" Spencer says right after her mother but not the same way her mother clenched her teeth when she said it. Spencer definitely sounds way cuter. Definitely.
The Debbie girl is looking me up and down, freak. What the hell is her problem? We can definitely solve it right about now, trust me, one swift kick to the jugular and you are out like a light you little—"Ashley, what are you doing here?" Paula asks me.
I run my hands over my shirt to straighten it out a little bit. Actually, you know, I could ask her the same exact thing. Aren't you supposed to be out of town or something you old broad? "Uh—"
Spencer jumps in to save the day, "She was freshening up. She just got back from a run in the park and she locked herself out of her house."
I'm smiling largely on the inside, know why? A) Spencer is a very good liar and that'll come in handy when her mother starts to wonder about all of her random hickeys and B) She must think I have a good physique.
Paula smiles, "Oh, I guess that explains why you look so flushed. But—"
No more questions please, "Yeah, I'm an idiot. I do this all the time, it's a habit. Once I get into my running mood, I'm in it for a while." I say as I eye Spencer. She knows what I'm actually referring to.
Spencer clears her throat then looks away from me to her mother, "Aren't you supposed to be out of town right now, mom? Where's dad?"
"Well, I'm still going out of town but I had to go pick Debbie up from the airport first. I wanted to surprise you before I left." She says brightly like she did a damn good deed. How cute. Not. I wanna barf right now.
Debbie smiles at Paula. Fake smile, "Thanks, Mom."
"No problem, sweetie. Well, look," Paula claps her hands together, "I have to go. You're father's gonna beat me there and you guys know I'm competitive. Love you, Spencer and Debbie. Bye, Ashley." She says my name with a coldness.
Hate you too, Paula, you interrupted my nookie getting time with your daughter. Little do you know is that there will be more times like that to come. At least one of those times you won't be interrupting me now will you? You little, twat.
"…and this is Ashley. She lives across the street." I hear Spencer say to Debbie.
I snap back into reality. Her voice always gets me to come back to earth, "What?" I say.
"Spencer was introducing us but I see that you weren't paying much attention, yeah?" Debbie says laughing and smiling.
"Sorry," is all I can manage to say to this girl. I don't know how I feel about her just yet. Hm, just have to decipher her I guess.
"No biggie. I'm Debbie and you're Ashley," she says pointing to me then Spencer, "And that's Spencer. I think we're good on the names now, right?" She lies down on the bed with her back propped up against the backboard of Spencer's bed. Make yourself comfortable why don't you?
I think Spencer senses my uneasiness because she squeezes my hand for a split second before walking over and sitting next to her friend, "So, how'd you manage to keep this secret from me? You have the biggest mouth ever."
Debbie laughs and as she does Spencer motions with her hand for me to go over and sit next to her. Not the side Debbie is on, although I would like to just weasel my way in between the two of them. I'm a bitch like that, I guess.
I make my way over to the other side of Spencer. When I sit next to her she rests her hand on top of mine discreetly so her little pal can't see. This was your plan all along wasn't it, Ms. Carlin? She looks at me with her smiling eyes as she gives my hand a squeeze then looks back to Debbie.
"So, Debs," I stop myself, "You mind if I call you that?"
I look over to her and she shakes her head from right to left indicating no, "Nah."
"Alright, Debs, what do you wanna do? Like, what are you into? Let me welcome you to L. A. properly." I smile, gotta throw some charm her way.
"What am I into? Same things as Spencer I would guess but then again I'm far more exciting than she is, I think." She crinkles her nose at Spencer then says, "Just kidding." The weird thing is that after she looked at Spen she looked at me and winked.
Into the same things as Spencer, what does that mean? It can't possibly mean she's interested in girls because no one knows that Spencer is into me. Nah, I'm over analyzing. This girl does not want me.
Right?
Right?