Well Thank you again for the reviews. You guys are too good to me. Sorry it took a bit longer for an update. Life happened and I just haven't had the chance to write. I am going to continue to update as soon as possible. It may take 2 days , it may take 4. Just depends on how much time I have and how inspired I am.
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I own nothing but my imagination. Yadayadayada
I woke up Friday morning to a 5 star breakfast. My dad was an amazing cook. Pancakes, waffles, bacon, sausage, hash browns and my personal favorite…biscuits and gravy. Now as you know I am not a big breakfast person. I'm not a breakfast person at all. The look on my dad's face when he set the plate or should I say plates in front of me was so sweet I had no choice. I ate nearly everything with a smile, said goodbye with a kiss on the cheek and wobbled my way to my car. On the way to school I stopped at the corner market to pick up an apple for my favorite teacher. This time I just bought a whole damn bushel. I passed on Timmy's this morning I couldn't possibly fit another thing in my stomach and was still feeling a bit sick after eating so much. I pulled into the parking lot and noticed Spencer's car immediately. I couldn't help but smile. My thoughts went back to that kiss I snuck. It was perfect and this time she wasn't pissed. Surprised but not pissed.
I sat in my car absentmindedly running my fingers over my lips. I was so lost in thoughts of Spencer's mouth on mine I forgot to put my car in park and started to move forward. I nearly ran into the car in front of me.
"Shit" I shout at myself.
I put my car in reverse and then finally in park. I walk into the nearly vacant school and head straight to class. I peak into the classroom before I go in. She is writing on the chalk board. I take a minute to take in her beauty. Her hair is down with some curls. She is wearing a white elbow length top with a black vest and black dress pants. She's got on black heels. The real pointy ones that could totally be used to murder someone. She looks all sorts of yummy. I find myself licking my lips as I shamelessly undress her with my hungry eyes. She must sense my staring because she looks my way and I am caught.
Her eyes told me I was in trouble. Her smile told me it was a good trouble.
"Miss Davies? Come on in and take a seat." She points to the chair at the front of the class.
"I think this is going to be your seat for the rest of the school year." Promise?
Like I said it was a "good" trouble.
"I think that I am perfectly okay with that Mrs. Dennison." I smirk.
"So do you always sneak around and spy on your teachers?" She asks as she leans on the front of her desk.
"Uh..I wouldn't necessarily call it spying."
"What would you call it?"
"I think it would be inappropriate to answer that question Mrs. Dennison." I purse my lips and raise my eyebrows.
"Hasn't stopped you before Miss Davies." Yeah yeah.
"That was before. I am a new me and I am all about appropriatism now."
"You know that's not a word right?" She laughs.
"It could be..ya know bling is in the dictionary now ."
"Very true. So what are you doing here so early?"
"I wanted to come talk to my favorite teacher before class started."
"What did you want to talk about?" She bit down on her bottom lip.
"Nothing in particular I just wanted to talk to you."
"Did you talk with your Dad yet?" She asks and then hops up onto her desk.
"Yeah I did. It was a good talk. We were up til at least 1. I couldn't go to bed without talking to him. It felt good to finally get answers and to get all of those emotions out."
"I'm glad. Your Dad's a pretty cool guy."
"Yes he is. Where do you think I get my coolness from?" I give her a goofy smile.
"What's your favorite color Teach?" I ask out of the blue.
"Red..why?" She asks.
"Well it seems that you know a lot about me and I know next to nothing about you. So whenever I get a chance I am just going to ask you random questions. Is that okay?" I want to know everything about her.
"Of course it's okay. But I get to ask questions too. Okay?"
"Alright. Sounds good."
"So what's your favorite color?"
"Well it used to be black."
"Used to be?"
"Yep. About a month ago I found my new favorite color."
"Oh yeah? Well what's your new favorite color?"
I look into the beautiful eyes that are looking back at me with just as much intensity.
"Blue." Is all I say. She blushes.
I was about to say something that I shouldn't ..like how beautiful she is, when a few students walked into the classroom. Luckily they were chatting amongst themselves and didn't see the pink cheeks that belonged to our teacher.
She turned around and walked back to the board but not before looking back at me and smiling. This smile was different than any smile I had ever seen play on her lips. I'm pretty sure this smile said that she was as infatuated with me as I was with her. Score one for the new Ashley.
Madi came in a few minutes before the bell and looked at me in my new seat questioningly? I just shrugged.
The bell rang and in came a late Cassandra Wheatley. Apparently I was in her seat.
"Um..You're in my seat." She says nervously.
"It's not your seat anymore. Teacher's orders. You can have mine. Back there next to the hot Spanish chick." I use my thumb to point behind me.
She heads to the back and Spencer starts to address the class.
My eyes never leave her as she walks around the class. When she walks passed me she smirks. I wonder if she can tell how much I want to kiss her right now.
We are still studying Poe and I have actually taken a liking to the lunatic. Even though the guy was obviously a little off his rocker he was also a bit of a hopeless romantic. Today we are finishing up the poem Annabel Lee.
"So Poe falls in love with this woman who in the poem he calls Annabel Lee. They are young but have such a powerful and intense love. So intense that he believed even the angels in heaven were jealous of them. But we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven. Coveted her and me.
And he believed that they angels were the reason she had become ill. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling , My beautiful Annabel Lee;
And he believed that the angels were so jealous that they took her life. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me-Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
"So that leads us to the next part. Who would like to read the next stanza?"
A few students raised their hands and surprisingly even to myself my hand was amongst them. Spencer smiled and called my name. Of course she did. She can't resist hearing my voice.
"But our love it was stronger by far than the love.
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee."
She is leaning on her desk again. With her sexy specs on and her arms crossed over her chest.
"And what exactly is it you think he is saying?" she asks.
"I think he is saying that their love was so strong that neither the angels nor the demons could ever separate them ..their souls would forever be as one."
Her eyes are fixed on mine and they are telling me something I don't quite understand. I am pretty sure though that she is surprised at my explanation.
"I am almost certain that, that is exactly what Poe was saying. Very good Miss Davies." She says and then walks back to her desk and sits down.
"Who wants to read the next stanza?" She asks the class.
I am off in my own world now. I can't hear anything. I can't hear the student reciting the poem. I can only see her. I see her taking my hand and walking along the beach with me. I see her caressing my face and kissing me softly. I see her holding me in her arms while I read poetry to her. I can totally see her being my Annabel Lee. The "love so strong and intense the angels were jealous" part. Not the "chilling and killing" part. Oh God. I am really in deep here. I've got it bad.
Before I know it the bell is ringing and everyone is getting up out of their seats. Madi nudges me and says she'll see me at lunch. Everyone is out of the classroom and I am still sitting at my desk.
"First here, last to leave. If you're not careful I may start to think you've got a thing for your teacher." She says still seated at her desk and leaning back in her chair.
"You wouldn't be wrong." I say seriously. She looks down and starts writing all the while a smile playing on her lips.
"But actually I am still here because I am dreading going to second period. That crazy lady has it in for me." I laugh.
"She doesn't have it in for you Ashley. She's just trying to challenge you." Yeah okay.
"If you say so. I guess I should get going. I don't want to give her any more reasons to "challenge" me." I use the air quotes. The bitch hates me and I don't really like her either.
"Okay. I'll see you later Ashley." She says not bothering to look up from whatever it is she is writing.
I get up out of my seat and walk over to the side of her desk.
"Spence?" She looks up instantly. I knew that would get her attention.
There's those beautiful eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow right?"
"Of course. I'll call in the morning with details."
"Cool. Okay. Bye."
"Bye."
I make my way out to the hallway and remembered something. I walked back to the class as the one minute warning bell rang. When I walked back into the classroom she had her head in her hands. She didn't hear me come in. I didn't know what to think or do for that matter. I quietly cleared my throat and she looked up. Thank God she wasn't crying.
"Um..Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah I'm fine Ashley. Just tired." She lied. I had a good feeling it was more than that.
"Okay. Well I just forgot to give you this." I hand her a Granny Smith apple.
"For my favorite teacher." She looked at the apple, then to me and smiled.
"Thank you." I nod and walk back towards the door.
"Miss Davies?" I stop just before the door and turn around.
"Yeah?"
"What kind of apples do you like?" Wow. Now she's asking the random questions.
"The kind that come in the form of a computer." I answer and she laughs.
"Not a big fan of fruit?"
"No I like fruit. I prefer oranges and strawberries."
"Good to know." Is all she says.
The tardy bell rings and I sigh. Shit!
She doesn't say anything she just walks over to me and hands me a tardy slip.
"Have a good day Ashley." I instantly feel the tension as our fingers graze each other's.
"You too Teach." I reply. I turn around and walk out the door quickly. I was so close to doing something inappropriate. Nooooo! Not me! I say to myself sarcastically.
The rest of the day went by slowly. I noticed Casey still wasn't in school so I texted her between 2nd and 3rd period.
Please call me Case. I need 2 kno that u r alright.
I got a text during 4th period.
I'm ok Ash. Need time. Please understand that.
I went to lunch still upset. I know she needed time. But the selfish part of me didn't want to give her time. I wanted to go over to her house and hug her and tell her I missed her. The old Ashley probably would have did that. The old Ashley probably would have given her what she wanted in the pool that night.
The new Ashley was going to give her what she needed. Time. No matter how much it hurt. No matter how much I missed her.
I still couldn't eat so I didn't bother to go to the cafeteria. I just walked right to the quad.
Miranda was sitting with Chelsea. No doubt talking art. Madi was sitting with Kyla and when I joined them they both looked at me guilty. Almost as if they were just talking about me.
"Hey Ash. We were just talking about you." Dur!
"What did I do now to become the topic of conversation?"
"I don't know you tell us. Where's Casey?" My bitch of a cousin Kyla says.
"None of your business Kyla. Don't you have something more interesting to talk about? Like I don't know…what you're gonna wear to prom." Prom for an All-Girls private school is a joke. We meet up at a neutral location with Boy's private school. So unless you already have a date you kind of have to meet one when you get there. Like I said…Joke. Kyla was head of the prom committee and she took it very seriously.
"Actually I already have a prom dress. And a date." She says with a cocky smile. Good for you.
"Gee. You should probably give me that pizza then. You could gain like 5 lbs. by the time prom rolls around. Wouldn't want you to pop a button on that dress of yours." Harsh but she pissed me off.
"Whatever." Wow. Great comeback. She's not very witty. She is after all family from my mother's side.
She gets up and walks out of the quad but not before dumping her pizza in to the garbage. I laugh.
Madi scooted over closer to me.
"Where's Casey?" She asked. Her eyes full of concern.
"What did you hear?"
"Not a lot. Just rumors. She's in a gay detox camp. She's knocked up. Don't really understand that one." She laughs. "There is even this one rumor that she confessed her love for you and you broke her heart." She said sadly.
"She's not feeling well. Just leave it at that." I say and then get up to leave.
She pulls me back down.
"Ash? It's true isn't it?"
"Yep. She got knocked up by her lesbian girlfriend."
She laughs and then gives me a comforting smile. A smile that lets me know I can tell her anything.
"She told me she was in love with me. I don't feel the same. I mean I love her but I'm not in love with her. I can't be with her like that. I care for her too much." I begged my tears to stay behind my eyes.
"She won't talk to me. She says she needs time. I miss her Madi. I miss her so much. But I understand. She is hurting. She is hurting because of me and I can't do anything to make it better." She reaches for my hand and squeezes it.
"Things will never be the same between us. It sucks."
"No they won't. But in time you guys will work it out."
Miranda has made her way over to me. She sees that I am upset and is immediately at my side.
"I'm okay Miranda. It's just that Casey still won't talk to me. And somehow the whole school knows what happened."
"Actually I heard she got knocked up." Miranda says while giggling.
"I heard her parents shipped her off to live with her grandparents." Chelsea added.
They all did their best to make me feel better and it worked. That is until I saw Carmen Vasquez walking towards me. Miranda and I were at our lockers and I saw Miranda tense up at the site of the bitch.
"So Davies. I heard you knocked up Casey. I always thought you were really a guy." She smirked. The fucking bitch smirked.
"Shut it Vasquez. Or I'll break your nose again." My fist was already ready and waiting.
"Try it Davies. I got back up today." She motions towards her army of twits.
"Wow. Am I supposed to be scared?" I look passed her towards her little posse and give her a "are you serious?" look.
"Better than what you got. Little Miss "I'm a mute" behind you looks like she's about ready to scamper off." She laughs.
"Why don't you keep this between you and me Vasquez. Leave her and your little friends out of this. We will settle this woman to ….skank."
"Funny.. Ash." I raise my hand up ready to punch her when I feel my arm being held back.
"She's not worth it Ashley. Let's just go." Miranda says calmly.
"Oh so the mute does talk. Excuse me?" Miranda looks at her fearfully.
"Excuse me but why don't you speak? Do you have a speech impediment or something?" That bitch is two seconds from her second broken nose in a matter of weeks.
"Excuse me but why do you speak? All that comes out of your filthy mouth is garbage. You never have anything nice to say and your looks don't exactly make up for your rudeness." Damn. Go Miranda. I think I am starting to rub off on her.
"Who the hell do you think you are little girl? You find your voice for once and you are going to put me down. Do you realize how bad you look hanging out with this dyke? Unless you want to be known as the dyke-loving mute you best find some new friends and watch what you fucking say."
Carmen is now up in Miranda's face and I try to get in the middle but Miranda pushes me back.
"I don't care how you or anyone else sees me. I don't care what you or anyone else thinks. I care about what Ashley thinks. I care about how she feels. I will not stop hanging out with her and I will not watch what I say. I'm not going to let you bully me anymore. So run along." This is too funny.
"Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you when your skank of a friend here tries to feel you up in a stranger's pool. Ashley's a slut. Always has been always will be. A slutty dyke."
"Shut up and leave." Miranda demands.
"Or what? You don't scare me little girl. What are you going to do? You gonna let Ashley go so she can hit me again?" Carmen is up in her face again.
"I don't need Ashley for that. I'll do it myself if you don't get out of my face."
Carmen smirks. "Do it then."
SMASH#%^&
"FUCK!"
Miranda swung and came in contact with Carmen's nose. She fell to the floor clutching her bleeding nose once again. I couldn't hold in my laughter. Miranda was holding her hand and smiling. Even while we sat in Mr. Goodman's office she held that smile.
"Miss Davies please tell me that you are not the reason Carmen Vasquez is bleeding all over the nurses' room floor again." Mr. Goodman says as he walks into his office.
"She got what she deserved….again." Damn straight!
"Miss Davies I told you last time that I will not condone violence in my school. If Miss Vasquez was bothering you, you should have told a teacher or myself."
I told Miranda once we got into the office to let me handle Mr. Goodman. I didn't want her to get in trouble. I would take the heat since I knew Mr. Goodman wouldn't suspend me.
"What am I going to do with you?" He rubbed his temples.
"And Miss Dennison what part do you have in this? If you are here to defend your friend here again don't bother."
She was about to saying something when I shushed her.
"Miss Davies I have no other choice but to suspend you. All though I know how much you like to skip school I feel there is no other option here. Miss Vasquez's mother was pretty upset with me last time I didn't suspend you. I would hate for her to take this matter to my boss's. You understand?"
"Sure. Whatever."
"NO!" Miranda shouts. Shit!
"Miranda don't. Let's go." I stand up and try to pull her out the door.
"I can't Ashley. I can't let you take the blame. Sorry." She says and then turns to Mr. Goodman.
"Ashley didn't hit Carmen this time. It was me. I did it. I hit her. Like Ashley said, she deserved it." Miranda stood proudly.
"Miss Dennison you don't have to lie for Miss Davies. I am sure she appreciates you trying to take the blame but that will do her no good."
"I'm not lying. It was me. Ask Carmen. Look at my knuckles." She sticks her arm out towards him and shows him her hand.
"It was me."
"Miss Davies go to class. Miranda sit down." He ordered.
I can't believe she did that. I told her not to. Now she is going to get in trouble. It was my fault I should have just walked away when she told me too. Fucking Carmen Vasquez.
I went to class and afterwards headed to my locker. I opened it and a note fell out.
Ash,
Got suspended. Can you believe that?
It was sooo worth it though. Thanks
for trying to take the blame.
Love Ya,
Miranda
Damn it. I couldn't help but think maybe I was a bad influence for Miranda. But I quickly shook away that thought. She stood up for herself and me. Carmen practically told her to do it. And she did. I was so proud of my new BFF. I wanted to get her a present to tell her just how proud.
I got out of school and called my dad. I told him I was going to Miranda's but would be home for dinner. Then I texted Miranda.
Are u alone? Would it be okay if I came over there?- A.
Seconds later she texted back.
Yeah. Spencer is still at the University. She won't be home til around 6.
Come on over. And bring goodies.-M
Goodies?
Goodies? I'm coming. Isn't that enough?-A
I thought I already told u I don't play for ur team. –M
Lol ..ur loss. Anyway what kind of goodies do u want? –A
Surprise me. –M
Gotcha. See ya in a few. –A
Can't wait. –M
I hit the corner store and left with $54.67 less in my wallet. I parked in front of Miranda's house and grabbed the bags of goodies. She saw me pull up and walked out to greet me.
"What did you buy the whole store?" She laughed.
"You said surprise you. I didn't know what you liked so I bought one of everything and a couple bottles of Coke. I know you like Coke. I do too. One of the very few things we actually have in common." She smiled and grabbed a few bags from me.
"I can think of one more thing we have in common." She says while opening the door.
"And what is that?"
She shakes her fist at me.
"A killer right hook."
We both laughed .
"That we do. I wish I could say I taught you everything you know. Who knew you had it in you?" I follow her to the kitchen and set the bags down on the counter.
I take in my surroundings.
It's a cute little home. A very modern style look to it. Spencer does have extraordinary taste. The house it spotless and I am sure they don't have a maid.
"Do you want a tour?"
"Sure."
"Well this is the kitchen. Hence the tall metal thing that keeps things cold and the big box that creates fire." She looks with a big goofy grin and I just laugh.
We walk into the living room and she points out their collection of dvd's. Very impressive but not even close to as impressive as mine.
She takes me down the hallway and stops at a door on the right. It is open and has stairs that lead to an upstairs room.
"That's Spencer's room. We're not going up there even though I have a feeling you want to." She giggles.
"What exactly does that mean?"
"I know you still have a crush on her. I'm not blind."
"You got me. But it's not like I am going to go up there and rummage through her underwear drawer." She laughs again. "At least not while you're with me."
She slugs me in the arm and I fake being hurt.
"Easy there. Where did this violent version of you come from? Geez."
"Whatever. And I didn't even hit you that hard you big baby. I don't even have any muscles ...see." She raises her sleeve and flexes her arm.
"Yeah..tell that to Carmen." I say and she snickers.
"C'mon."
"So this is the bathroom and that room over there is the office."
She pulls me to the last room. Her room.
"And this is my room. Don't get all jealous on me." She jokes.
I take it in. It has light gray walls and gray carpet. There is a full size bed off to the side with a dark purple comforter atop of it. She has a desk, a bookshelf and one dresser. On the one wall are various pictures. At least 20 of them. Pictures of family. Pictures of her mom and dad. Pictures of her and her brother. Pictures of her brother and Spencer. Pictures of her and Spencer.
"This is my favorite." She points to one of her whole family. They are all sitting on a couch. It looks like they were posing for a picture but they are all laughing. Miranda is in the middle and her brother has her tight in his arms. Spencer is next to him and her parents on each side.
"I can see why. You all look so happy." I trace their faces with my finger.
"We were." She turns around and walks over to her bed and sits down.
"I miss them. Every day I miss them." She says with her head down.
I walk over and sit down next to her. I pull her into my arms.
"I'm sure they miss you too." I kiss the top of her head.
"I'm so lucky to have Spencer. She's like my mom, my sister and my friend. I don't know what I would do without her."
"She's lucky too ya know. To have you. So am I. I needed someone like you in my life Miranda. I don't know what I would do without you now."
"I feel the same about you Ash. You're my best friend. I'm so glad you're in my life. Now let's go dig into those goodies." She gets up and yanks me off of the bed.
We went to the kitchen and sorted through all the goodies. Then made our way to the couch and turned on a movie.
"So does Spencer know yet?" I asked while scarfing down my third Twinkie and washing it down with some Coke.
"Yeah. I called her when I left school. She was happy that I finally stuck up for myself but she wasn't happy with the suspension. She said she was going to call Mr. Goodman."
"Well the last time she talked to Mr. Goodman she got my suspension revoked so maybe she can get yours revoked too."
"I don't really mind. Gives me a couple days to lounge around and be lazy."
The movie was almost over when Spencer walked in. She dropped her purse and briefcase on the floor next to the door and looked up at me surprised.
"Hi girls." Hi future wife.
"Hey Spence." She smiled at me as she sifted through the mail.
"I didn't realize how late it is. I'm surprised my dad didn't call. Dinner is at 6:30. So..I'm going to get going." I get up and grab all of my Twinkie wrappers and my empty coke. I walk passed Spencer to the kitchen. I toss out my garbage and then turn around and walk right into Spencer. We are inches apart and I instantly without thinking grab her hips. My mouth is so close to hers.
"Ash c'mon I'll walk you out." Miranda yells from the front door.
I lean forward and kiss Spencer on the cheek and then reluctantly let go of her and walk out of the kitchen before I do something I shouldn't.
Dinner was great. My dad is such an amazing cook. I wonder if I could talk him into quitting the Rock star life and becoming a chef. Doubt it. I left the table with the button on my jeans undid. Man my dad wasn't even here 24 hours and I already felt like I gained 20 lbs. We can't have that. My rock hard abs are my best feature. So after my food fully digested and I could actually move I decided to go for a run. Something I hadn't did in months.
When I got back from my run I was drenched in sweat and exhausted. I needed to get my ass back in shape. I ran upstairs and took a shower and then grabbed my guitar. My dad had made me promise I would play something for him tonight.
I walked downstairs and right to the music room. He was sitting in there writing something. That's my dad. He never stops. Music is literally his life.
"Hey Princess. You ready to play me something?" He puts his pen down and spins his chair towards me.
"Yeah. You want something fast or slow? Happy or sad? Although most of my songs are sad so that may be tough." I sit down on a stool in front of him with my guitar in my lap.
"Whatever you want Princess. How about something neutral?" He leans back in his chair and crosses his legs.
"Okay. I have something." I tune my guitar and strum a few times. Then I clear my throat.
Hmmmmmm
Ooooooooh
Sometimes I sit and I wonder
And I just can't seem to believe
What a blessing it's been to be loved
You're an angel sent to me
You're the star who lights up my sky
You're the one who made me see
That you don't need wings to fly
Your love has set me free
Cause you are the one who makes me whole
In my heart and in my soul
And just like the sun you showed me the light
I'm amazed and you're the reason why
Before you I was so blind
I didn't know which path to choose
You poured all of this love in my heart
And now there's no way that I can lose
And when I have no faith in myself
You're the one who makes me strong
I wouldn't have a story to tell
Or an ending to my song
Cause you are the one who makes me whole
In my heart and in my soul
And just like the sun you showed me the light
I'm amazed and you're the reason why
Oooohh you're the reason why
Oh ooooooooh
You are the one who makes me whole
In my heart and in my soul
Just like the sun you showed me the light
I'm amazed and you're the reason why
Hmmmmmmmm
Ooooooh
"Wow Ashley. I don't have any words except Beautiful." He wipes his tears and walks over to me. He takes the guitar out of my hands and set it on the ground and then pulls me up into a hug.
"I can't breathe Dad." I laugh.
"Sorry Princess. You just don't know how proud I am. How happy I am. You are truly talented Ash. More talented than me."
"Thanks Dad. I don't know about me being more talented than you but thanks anyway."
"So have you sung that song to her?" He asks while he sits back down in his chair.
"To who?" I ask. I already know the answer.
"Spencer." He smirks.
"No Dad. I can't. It's a little too deep."
"It's beautiful and she should be the one to hear it. Not me."
"I can't Dad. I have all these songs written about her..for her. But how can I sing them to her? I can't. There's nothing going on between us."
"Please Ash. I have only been here for a day and I could see it. You care for her and she obviously cares for you. There is something going on between you."
"Doesn't matter. It can't happen right now. She's my teacher. She could get into a lot of trouble. I don't want that." I look down at my hands.
"I've never been in love Dad. But the moment it happened I knew. I want her. I need her. Only her. And for once it's not about sex. Just being in the same room with her makes me happy. I want to do everything with her. I want to know everything about her. She is so damn perfect. Perfect for me."
"Wow. My little girl is in love. I'm so happy for you Princess. Now you just have to be patient. Love is special and it's worth waiting for. And believe me Ash. She feels the same. She's gone out of her way to show you she feels the same. Open your eyes."
"Thanks Daddy. I love you." I sit on his lap and kiss him on the cheek.
"You're welcome Princess."
It's Saturday morning and I am at a construction site. Well it's not really a construction site but it looks like one. I was told to meet Spencer and the rest of the volunteers here. I am 10 minutes early. We are working with Habitat for Humanity again. I am looking at a half built house and the frame of a garage. As I sip on my cappuccino I see Spencer pull up. Miranda is not with her. Since it is a school program she couldn't come because of the suspension. I was bummed but at least the love of my life was here. She's wearing jeans and a tight green t-shirt and as always looks amazing. She spots me and walks over.
"Morning Ashley. You been here long?"
"No. Just got here. So what are we working on?" I figured I would get to the point. That way I wouldn't say something inappropriate with an audience.
"You are going to be working on the garage again. Since you did so well last time." She smiled. "You're going to be working with Christina and Brandy."
"Great. Sounds like fun." I say disappointed.
"Wow Ash. Try and contain your excitement will ya." She said Ash. I didn't miss that. She didn't either. She blushed and looked away.
"Sorry Spence. I just don't think those two like me very much. They're always giving me dirty looks. I don't want to have to punch one of them square in their judging faces."
"I know you like challenges Ashley. Go over there and show them you don't care what they think. And you know they are just jealous right?" Of course they are.
"Jealous that I'm good with a hammer?" I wink.
"Exactly. Now get to work." But I don't wanna.
I walk away pouting while she laughs.
I turn around before I get too far and she is still staring at me. She was caught and she blushed again. She was totally checking out my ass.
"So Spence, where are you from originally?"
"Another random question I assume."
"Yep."
"I was born and raised in Michigan. Came to L.A. after I graduated college."
"Good to know." Is all I say.
The day went by fast thankfully. I stayed as far away as possible from the twit twins. They giggled away while I put up almost a whole wall by myself. Why is Spencer punishing me? Our lunch break wasn't the most fun either. We all sat together. Spencer at the other end of the table next to Greg. He flirted with her the entire half hour. She looked down at me a couple times and even mouthed 'sorry' to me. I couldn't wait to get this day over with and head to Pure for my birthday party a.k.a Pure's re-opening party.
I went back to the garage. The roof was partially up and one and a half walls. I look over to the house and wish I was in there with Spencer. It had started to rain which was very strange. Twice this month now. I stood in it for a few seconds letting it cool me down. Christina and Brandy both scurried back to their cars along with everyone else who was outside. Spencer was still in the house so I figured I would keep working. I was on the side with the roof so I was keeping dry. After about ten minutes I am startled by a set of eyes on me. Spencer was watching me from just inside the garage. She had her head tilted with the most adorable smile on her face.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"You know everyone else has left right?" She crosses her arms over her chest.
"Really? Well I was dry so I just figured I would keep working. At least until you left. Are you leaving?"
"I was about to when I noticed your car was still here."
"So everyone is gone?"
"Yep. Just you and me here."
I walked over to her and grabbed her hands that were wrapped around herself. I pulled her to the other side of the garage and into the rain.
"What are you doing Ashley?" She tries to get out of my grip.
I pull her back and into me.
"Dance with me." I say inches from her face.
"What?" She thinks I'm crazy.
"Dance..with…me." I pull her hand up to my lips and kiss it.
"You're crazy. It's raining if you haven't noticed."
"I've noticed." I tilt my head back and let the rain hit my face.
When I look back at her she is looking at me. Her breathtakingly beautiful, blue eyes boring right into me.
"Please dance with me." I'm not too proud to beg.
"Okay." She nods. "But only because it's your birthday." She didn't forget.
"I thought you had forgotten." I admitted.
"I didn't forget. I was just waiting for the perfect moment to say Happy Birthday."
"So are you going to say it?"
"No. Not yet."
"Just so I am clear, you don't think this moment is perfect?"
"No. But it's pretty damn close." She puts her arms around my neck. "Are you going to lead or do I have to?"
"No. I'll lead." I spin her around and she laughs.
"Now if we just had some music." She says.
"I can sing to you." She just nods.
We are dancing closely. Faces inches apart. She has her arms tight around my neck and I am holding her hips against mine.
I start off singing quietly..almost a whisper.
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I would offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
She had her head tilted and was smiling at me. Her eyes filled with something I had for so long , longed to see. Love. I may be new at this love thing but I am not blind. We swayed back and forth. I continued.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong
She moved in closer and her head now was in the crook of my neck. There go the butterflies again. My insides were all a flutter. My body felt so warm. She felt so good in my arms.
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging on a rolling sea
And down the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
But you ain't seen nothin' like me yet
Nothing had prepared me the feeling I was feeling. My stomach was a mess. I was so overwhelmed with the love I felt for this woman. The rain had started to pick up and she lifted her head off of my shoulder and up to the sky. The rain fell onto her face and she took it in. I wiped the rain off of her face with my thumbs and let my fingers linger on her face.
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love
I am shaking and it's not because I am cold from the rain. I am shaking because this moment has been so far the best in my life. Nothing could feel more real, more precious, more perfect than this moment. She puts her hand over my hand that is still on her face and closes her eyes. A tear drops from my eye but the rain is covering for me. At least I thought it did. She noticed and wiped it from my face. Then she leaned in and kissed where the tear had landed. She cupped my face and looked at my lips before moving in.
Her lips touched mine and I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest. Her warm perfect lips were moving with mine and for a moment I thought I had died and gone to heaven. And that would be fine with me. I was in love. I knew she was in love with me. I had the most perfect kiss I could have ever dreamed of. I could die now. I was happy.
She pulled away from me and then leaned in again and kissed me gently.
"Happy Birthday Ashley."
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Songs
You are the one- Elliot Yamin
To make you feel my love- Billy Joel, Garth Brooks and my favorite version is from Adele.