Hello, family. It's been a while hasn't it? Sorry about that.

But I'm back… again!

Enjoi!

Spencer is so cute. Everything she does just drives me incredibly insane. For example, the way she smiles and blushes when we look at each other at the exact same time. Or how she'll rub her foot against mine under the table without Debbie noticing. Even when she makes the ick face about trying something she never has or will try again.

How does Debbie not know what's going on between us? I've been making love dove faces at Spen all night.

"…Ash?" Debbie finishes and I guess I wasn't listening again. Oops.

I look at her with a confused look, "What'd you say?"

She rolls her eyes and smiles, "Nothing at all, Casanova." She winks. I think she referring to the looks I'm getting from our waitress. I think she's doing her job, personally. She's really good on refilling our—my—drink. I'll tip her nicely, all waitresses need a little something extra every once in a while, right?

"Can I get you anything else?" she practically whispers to me with a devious smirk.

I look up at her, "No, thanks. I think I'm good here. Can we get the check, too, if you don't mind?" and I end the question with the famous Davies' smile.

"No problem. I'll be right back." She says then saunters away.

I look at Spencer and she is fuming, "What?" I mouth to her while Debbie's preoccupied with her phone.

"Phone." She mouths back to me as she texts on her phone.

I reach into my pocket and pull my mobile device out. Text from Spen, WHAT THE HELL? WHY IS SHE BEING SO FUCKIN NICE TO YOU? WHY ARE YOU FLIRTHING BACK?

I look away from my phone and then up to Spencer. She's not even looking in my direction now. I groan then beginning texting her back. Babe, I'm not doing anything with her. I'm being nice to her cuz shes the waitress. What do u want me to do?

"Throwing your drink in her face would be funny," Spencer says aloud.

I burst with laughter as Debbie likes at Spencer with a odd glance then she looks in my direction, "What? What's going on?"

I shake my head as Spencer answers, "Nothing, nothing at all."

The waitress, Danya comes back with the check. Wait, I didn't know her name was Danya. Shit. Fuck. Damn. That's why she's making fucking goo-goo eyes at me. This isn't gonna end well at all.

As we walk out of the restaurant I see Danya leaning on the side of the building smoking a cigarette. You have no idea I wanna ask if I could hit that. The cig, not the girl. Really. I'm dying over here.

"Hey," says Danya as she exhales a lot of smoke then puts the cig out. Goodbye sweet nectar from the devil gods.

"Hey," I say back to her as I stand in the middle of Spencer and Debbie.

She walks over to us and stands right in front of me with a smirk on her face, "I don't see you around anymore. What's up with that? Been missing you at the parties a little." I feel like she's way to close so I take a little step back.

I shrug and scratch my ear, "I guess I haven't really been into the whole partying thing lately, got more important things to tend to now…" Spencer. Spencer. And more Spencer. I hope she's aware of this.

"Ash, I'll wait for you in the car," Spencer whispers in my left ear before walking off.

"Well," Danya pulls out a piece of paper and then shoves her index finger, along with the piece of paper in my pocket then lingers there, "If you ever want to have a private party…you have my number." With that said she winks then heads back into P.F.

I start walking towards my car really fast, right behind Spencer. I can feel her anger from here but damn she has got one nice caboose on her backside. "Shit, that girl was all on your balls!" Debbie yells in the parking lot walking next to me.

"Yeah, well…" I shrug. I don't know what else I could say.

Spencer reaches the care first and I unlock the car with my keychain. She hops in with a swiftness and then Debbie, then me.

We're taking Debbie to a party so she can hang with her other friends while she's in L.A.

It's silent in the care until Debbie, in the back seat, scoots up so her head is in the middle of my rearview mirror, "So, um, who's the girl?"

I look at Spencer and I can tell she's looking at me using her perephrials because she wants to know the answer, "Uh, some girl I used to party with. I definitely don't anymore." Seriously.

"When you say 'party' what exactly do you mean?" Debbie asks. I guess this is the monumental moment.

We stop at a red light and I look into the mirror, "Exactlly what you think I 'party' meant between two people with chemistry."

"Uh, you mean—"

I cut her off before she turns into Stutters Mcghee, "I'm a lesbian," I shrug.

Debbie's mouth drops open, "Oh. My. God." Here we go again. You are so, "Awesome! That is great! I love lesbians. Spencer, did you know?" Debbie looks at Spencer.

Spencer looks at Debbie with a smile, "Yeah, Debs, I knew. No big deal, right?"

Debbie shakes her head from left to right at light speed, "Hell, no. I got no problem with a vagina lover. Just call me hot everyday and we will not have a problem."

I smile and laugh, "That's good to know, otherwise, I would have to toss you from my ride."

Spencer laughs at my stupid joke even if she doesn't want to, "No need, lesbo-a-go-go," Debbie chuckles, "That's my new nickname for you by the way. Like it?"

I nod, "Love it."

We pull up in front of a well known party house. I've been here many of times. Some I remember and some I don't. "Well, I will be seeing you guys later. Don't have too much fun without me." She kisses Spencer on the cheek then hops out of the car and bobbles up to the party house. There's a dude passed out on the lawn. Let the good times begin.

What's up with this silence? We dropped Debbie off fifteen minutes ago and Spen has yet to say a single word to me. Ugh, I'm solving this.

I pull into a McDonalds parking lot and park. I take off my seatbelt and shift my body to stare at Spencer. She looks at me, "What?" she asks quietly.

"Why do I get the cold shoulder?" I ask just as quiet.

She looks away from me, "I don't know what you're referring to." She says more to the window than me.

My pocket starts to vibrate so I pull it out of my pocket before throwing it in the backseat. No interruptions right now. "Spencer." I say her name sternly.

She looks at me with no emotion written on her face. "Yeah?"

"What's wrong?" I ask again trying to pry into what's making her so off with me.

She sighs, "I can't compete with those other girls, Ash."

I shake my head, "Spen, there are NO other girls. There is only one and she is you, baby." I say sincerely. I mean it.

"I'm not like them…" her voice becomes super tiny.

I crawl over the armrest and throw a leg on both side of hers, "Spencer, look at me," she looks into my eyes, "I don't want you to be like them so this," I point between her and myself, "Is good."

"I'm just afraid that you're gonna leave me because we don't… you know." Oh. Sex. Oh, all makes sense now.

I grab her chin and pull her closer, "I don't care. That doesn't matter to me. As long as I get to see your face everyday and call you mine then there's no problem. I don't care about sex. Spencer, baby, being with you is more than enough for me. You are amazing."

I can see the smile in her eyes, "I don't need to have sex with you to be happy. I am happy. I lo—like you." Slip up.

She tilts her head a little bit, "What'd you say?" she asks.

God, I'm gonna feel so vulnerable and stupid after this. So, god, if you're up there smite me when I'm done. "I love you, Spencer Ravine Carlin. No girl has ever made me feel like you do. My heart skips a beat at the mention of your name, I'm surprised I'm still living honestly. You make me wanna be better for you. I don't think about who's party is happening tonight. I'm thinking about how many dozens of roses should I buy Spencer today," I laugh. Corny, "I don't know. I feel completely vulnderable and stupid around you as well as safe and secure. Content. Happy."

She smiles, "Ashley, I love you, too. I love you, like, a lot. I guess that's why I got all crazy jealous. I don't like the idea of someone chasing after you because that means that I could lose you."

"Nope. You're kinda stuck with me now." I say jokingly, "I'm here forever and ever." Wow, I should be scared but I'm not. I'm not running from love this time. Love's gonna have to leave me.

"I'm gonna kiss you right now." Spencer whispers as she leans in slowly to my lips.

"I'm gonna kiss you back." I say meeting her halfway with a smirk.

I place my hands on both sides of her face gently as we kiss. Caressing her cheeks and her ears. She rests her hands on my hips as she plays with the hem of my shirt.

Things get pretty toasty in the car, seriously, windows are fogging up. I grab the bottom of my shirt and take it off. Spencer's gawking at my bra, "Yeah?" I say breathing heavily.

"We need to go to your house. Now." She says before she kisses me more passionately than before.

Hell yes, I'm down.