She throws a pillow at the back of my head, "It's not easy loving you!"

I throw the pillow back at her; she catches it, "I know but you find a way."

Spencer narrows her eyes at me, "I hate you."

I check out my eyeliner then walk over to Spencer, "All I hear is you love me." she smiles and stands up, "I love your eyeliner, you look good."

I smile, "Thanks, but I look hot."

She rolls her eyes, "I look better."

I smile and roll my eyes back at her, "What time is it?"

She looks at her wrist watch, "It's 7:13."

I sigh and throw my head back, "Why do the hours go by so slowly here?"

"They move slower here than in Ohio?" Spencer says leaning to the right, placing all the pressure on her right foot.

I think about it for a second, "That's true." She smiles at me then I walk over to my dresser to get some money. "You wanna go to Starbucks?" I ask as I open the top left drawer to take forty dollars from my secret stash.

I hear her rustling around with something behind me, "Ooh, you paying?"

I grab the money out of the drawer then close it. I turn around to see Spencer trying on my skull belt and I smile, "You're so hardcore, Spence. Wanna go see Evergreen Terrace and mosh with all the sweaty guys?"

She narrows her eyes at me playfully, "Only if you come to a Hannah Montana concert with me."

She has got to be kidding, "Maybe if I was twelve. Rewind time and then we'll talk."

She laughs and starts to unbuckle the belt, "Fine."

I shove the money into my back pocket then walk over to her and grab her right hand, "What are you doing?"

She looks up at me like she just got her hand caught in the cookie jar, "I'm taking it off."

I shoo her hands away then buckle it back, "No. you should wear that today."

"Why? I probably look like a poser."

I roll my eyes and step two feet back and look her up and down, "Nope, you look like the same old dorky Spencer Carlin I've known all these years." I smile.

She makes an appalled noise then looks me up and down, "And you still look like the bad-ass I use to get in trouble over."

I smile big and kick my right leg up behind me, "That's me."

She shakes her head then smiles, "Sure is. God help us."

I put my leg down and give serious face, "Who?" Yeah, I don't really believe in the "big guy" upstairs. He's never helped me with much… well, I don't think. I mean, I know that I could have it way worse but I don't and I'm grateful but I don't think I should be thanking some "guy" that I've never seen before. If he's really up there then he would've struck me with lightning by now because of all the crazy shit I've done… and plan on doing.

She walks over to me, smiling, "So as I was saying, if we go to Starbucks are you paying?"

I scrunch up my face and look at the ceiling then back at Spencer, "Yeah, I'm paying for me."

"Jerk!" she flicks my nose.

I place my right hand over my nose, "Ugh, I hate that."

"I know." Spencer smiles then picks up her bag, "So are you ready?"

I rub my nose then walk over to my book bag, "Yeah, I guess so." I lift my book bag up and place it over my shoulders. I walk to my door with Spencer following behind me then I stop and turn around.

"What?" she says almost running into me which would've caused me to tumble down the stairs. Considering that there are so many stairs and time runs slow, I's probably be rolling down them for a good hour and thirty.

"Rachel needs a ride, let me go see if she's ready because if not then she can ride with Hunter and Jeremy." I say walking to toward the bathroom.

"Okay." Spencer says waiting for me at the top of the stairs.

I walk into the bathroom and see Rachel putting on the last application of lip gloss, "I'm leaving. Me and Spencer are gonna go to Starbuck before school, you in?" I say leaning on the door.

She pouts her lips out at the mirror, "No," she says still glaring at herself in the mirror, "Aiden's gonna come pick up on his motorcycle." she shines as she looks at me smiling. I roll my eyes, "What?" she stops shining.

I sigh, "Don't get hurt, I don't wanna pick up the pieces."

Rachel places her left hand on her hip, "Why would I get hurt?"

I hit my head lightly with my left palm as if to say 'duh', "Do you not remember all that stuff I told you about? You know, the whole Aiden and Ashley thing?"

She shakes her head slowly, "I'm straight."

I laugh, "Whatever. Just watch yourself"

She rolls her eyes then looks back in the mirror at herself, "You're not my keeper."

I shrug, "I know but rather you like it or not we have that whole sister/twin thing going on so we're kinda stuck with each other."

She smiles at herself in the mirror, "Sadly… I know."

I smile at her, "See you in school." I walk out of the bathroom and walk over to Spencer who's talking to Jeremy.

"…playing at Whims." I catch Jeremy saying as I reach them.

Spencer tilts her head to the left in indecision, "I don't know. Do I get backstage passes?"

I roll my eyes because I know my brother's trying to get Spencer to come to one of his shows, "Uh, you might wanna rethink this, Jer. Spencer wouldn't last a minute at one of your shows."

She looks at me then punches me on my right arm, "Hey! I would so last!"

I look at Spencer then back at my brother, "That's called a lie." I say as if I'm explaining something to a little kid.

I can feel Spencer looking at me then she looks at my brother, "I'll be there. Put my name on the guest list. S-p-e-n-c-e-r, is how you spell it. Make sure they get it right."

Jeremy smiles and laughs. Aww, my brother is so cute, "Okay, I'll put you on the list."

She nods her head then sticks out her tongue at me and I shake my head, "We gotta go." I nudge Spencer to the stairs and I follow behind her.

Jeremy nods, "Oh, hey, Roxy," he says stopping me in my tracks, "You're still gonna play with me right?"

I sigh, "I don't know, yet."

Jeremy lets his shoulders sag, "Please. You fit in with the songs so well, the band really loves you."

I smile at my brother, sadly, "I don't know."

"The shows on Friday. Today's Monday, that gives you at least four days to decide. Just think about it please?" he brings his hands together as of he's praying.

"Okay, okay I'll think about it. Just don't act so gay jeez." He nods and walks back to his room. I look at Spencer then I nudge her so she moves down the stairs. We walk down the stairs and I see Aiden at the door talking to Glen. Hmm, Spencer doesn't really like Aiden that much…

Aiden stops talking as he sees me and Spencer reach the bottom of the stairs, "Hey girls." he says giving us a little wave, too.

I smile and give a little wave back, "Hey, Aiden."

Spencer looks at Aiden with cold eyes. It makes me feel kinda scared but relieved because I'm not in Aiden's position, "Hey." She says with no emotion.

Aiden takes the hint and continues talking to Glen. Jeez, I feel like everyone decides to have a party at my house before we go to school, we just need Ashley and everything will be completed. Spencer touches her elbow with mine, I assume that means let's go. I nod my head.

We continue to the front door until my mom calls my name… damn it. I turn my head to look at her; she's rushing to the door because she's late for work, "Follow me out to the car. Hey, Spencer." she smiles at Spencer then frowns at me. I will never get my mom, how can she hate her own daughter?

"Hey, Ms. Rowe." She opens the door and me and Spencer follow her out the door. Spencer closes the door behind her as I follow my mom to her car; Spencer waits by the door. Mom unlocks the car with her key ring then opens the door, "What are you doing today after school?"

I know what she's getting at so I roll my eyes, "Not going to church."

She places her purse and bags on the passenger side and then she sighs and takes a moment to look at me, "Why not?"

I could think of a million reasons but I give her the one that makes the most sense, "I don't believe in God, mom. How many times do we have to go over this?"

She shakes her head, "Roxy."

I sigh and look away from her, "Mom."

She rubs her head, "The whole family's going. Well, maybe not your father and me but you kids are going."

I suck my teeth, "This is worse than that gay camp you sent me, too. Mom, I am who--"

She interrupts me, "I know, I know. You are who you are. But please. Just do this one little thing for me. You don't even have to love it, you don't even have to like it but just do it. I mean, no one has ever seen you at church, they think I'm making it up when I say I have a set of twin girls."

I roll my eyes, "Well, why don't you just attach at mirror to Rachel's side?" My mom cocks her head to the side which makes me feel kinda guilty. At least she's trying to understand me, I guess I could try, "Okay mom. I'll go. What time?"

She smiles and hugs me, "It's at 8."

I wrap my arms around her, too, limply. We stop hugging and she sits in her car, "I wanted to go to the movies but I guess I'm stuck praising Mr. Invisible." I say under my breath.

She closes her car door, starts the car then rolls down her window, "I'll call you. Love you." she backs out.

I watch as she backs out, "Love you, too." I say in a whisper as I see her shoot off down the street.

Spencer comes up behind me, "What was that about?"

I shake my head then walk over to my 2007 Nissan Pathfinder; Spencer follows me, "Nothing, really." I unlock the doors and we both get in. I start the truck then look at Spencer, "I'm going to praise him tonight."

She looks at me and her mouth drops, "You're gonna burst into flames. Does your mom wanna kill you?" she smiles.

I smile back, "Yeah, that's what I believe." I place my right arm on the back of Spencer's seat to back out.

"She doesn't hate you, you know?" Spencer says being completely serious.

I wait until I'm out of my driveway and going in the direction of school, "Yes, she does. And I don't think we'll make it to Starbucks today, we'll go at lunch." I open my armrest and put on my shades.

Spencer puts on her seat belt so I do the same, she'll bitch at me about safety if I don't, "Your mom doesn't hate you. I mean she's way better than my mom, when she found out I was with Ashley she tossed Ashley out half naked and hired a shrink to de-gay me." Spencer says staring at me.

I nod, "I know, you told me. But, Spence, your mom didn't send you to gay camp."

"I'm sure she would've if I wasn't in school."

I stare at the road and start to fall into a daze, "You don't know what they do to you there, Spence. They make you feel like shit, like you're so wrong and you don't deserve to live… and love."

Spencer places her hand on my shoulder and I come out of my daze to look at her really quick, "I'm sorry you had to go through that but just know that you deserve to be happy. No matter what some people say, okay?"

I smile, "Well, you know I don't take authority well so I didn't listen to them."

She takes her hand away from my shoulder and holds it up giving me the rocker sign, "Because you're bad-ass."

I burst with laughter. I laugh so hard that I swerve, "Don't ever do that again."

She smiles, "I could so be a rocker."

I stop laughing after a minute, "I cant wait to see that, I mean I had to make you wear that belt, there's no way you can do it."

She rolls her eyes, "Yes, I can. You'll see." I nod sarcastically, "I can."

"I'm sure, I'm sure." I say. She smiles.

We talk on the way to school, which take twenty minutes to get there, so we get there 7:31. I walk with Spencer to her locker and lo and behold, Ashley's waiting. This is great, I have to go to church later today and I might have to repent because I kicked Ashley's ass.

Ashley rolls her eyes as she sees me walking with Spencer. I look at Spencer and she's smiling at her. I roll my eyes and continue to walk farther into hell, "Hey, Ash." Spencer says stopping in front of her locker.

Ashley smiles, "Hey, Spence." then she looks at me, "Hey, Roxy."

I look away from her, "Hey, Ashley…" I say under my breath.

Ashley directs her attention back to Spencer, "So what's up?"

Spencer walks closer to her locker, meaning she's walking closer to Ashley, "Nothing. You?" Spencer opens her locker. Spencer is the only thing separating me and Ashley. Ashley is on the left of Spencer and I'm on the right, with the locker door blocking my face from the two. I fall back lightly onto the lockers and stare at the other side of the hallway. Ooh, more lockers.

"I think we should hang out today, after school." Ashley says. I look down at her feet while she's talking. Well, there's two thing that I have to admit about her: she has style and she's pretty hot.

Spencer rearranges her locker, "Um, I don't know. I was actually planning on going to church." Okay, that caught my attention. I didn't know she was planning on going with me.

"Church?" Ashley asks.

Spencer grabs two books out of her locker then shuts it, revealing me to Ashley. I give her a fake smile then stop. "Yeah, I'm going to teen night at church." Spencer looks at me and smiles then back at Ashley, "You should come."

I stand up straight and me and Ashley both say, "What?" in shock.

Spencer pretty much heard us through surround sound considering that we're on both sides of her, "Yeah, Ash, you should come."

I shake my head, "No… no. She can't come."

Ashley looks at me and scoffs, "Who said I wanted to go anywhere with you?"

I narrow my eyes at her, "Well, you couldn't anyways."

Spencer clears her throat, "Yes, you can, Ash."

I look at Spencer, "You're kidding, right? Between me, you, and her one of us is gonna burst into flames."

Spencer shakes her head, "No. I wont. It'll probably be you or her," she points at Ashley when she says her, "That's what you guys have most in common."

Ashley shakes her head, "Uh, no. I'm not a corn feed bad ass… or think I'm bad ass."

I stare daggers at her, "And I'm not a rich California bitch."

She gets in my face, "I know. You're a Ohio rich bitch."

Spencer steps in between us, "Guys. Are you aware that y'all are 18 years old? Because you are and you're not acting like it."

I fold my arms and sigh, "Whatever."

Ashley looks away, "Yeah."

I hear Spencer going through her bag and so does Ashley because we both look at Spencer. "What are you doing?" I say with my arms folded still.

"I. Am." Spencer says stopping after each word as she digs in her purse, "Looking. For. This!" she pulls out silver handcuffs.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." I say unfolding my arms in shock.

Ashley smirks, "Whoa. How come you never had those in your bag when we were going out?" I kinda smile… that was kinda funny.

Spencer gives smiles to the two of us then she places one on Ashley, "Ha." I say out loud and Ashley shoots me one of those death glares but I still smile. Then Spencer looks at me and places the other on my wrist, "Hey!" I say.

Ashley shakes her head, "Spencer, take these off. Right now." Ashley demands trying to break free and pulling my arm out of the socket trying to do so.

I yank back, "Ow, that hurts. Stop moving."

"Ow." She yanks out of anger of what I just did to her.

I squint one of my eyes at her then yank. She does it again. Then me. Then her. Then me. "Stop it." Spencer pulls the chain in her direction.

"Ow!" We both wail at Spencer.

Spencer tightens her grip on the chain, "Look, I'm getting pretty tired of y'all screaming at each other and fighting with each other every time we're together. So you guys need to become friends… fast. Or those are staying on forever." Spencer smirks deviously.

My mouth drops, "I didn't think you could be so evil but damn."

Ashley sighs, "Please, don't do this."

Spencer let's go of the chain, "I'll let you out when I feel you guys are friends. I know you both have gym together so we'll see how that works out. If you get along then you'll be free by second period. We'll gotta go. See you second period." She walks off in the direction of Kyla. Together they walk out of sight.

Ashley and I stare in disbelief at the handcuffs then we notice that this isn't a dream and stare at each other, "This is ridiculous." I say.

She rolls her eyes, "No duh."

I sigh, "Are you ready to go to gym?"

Ashley raises her left eyebrow, "You're not considering going anywhere like this, right?"

I hold my free hand out, "Well…"

Ashley shakes her head, "No." she digs in her pocket and pulls out a safety pin. She wiggles it into the keyhole and there's a small click noise. That was the sound of freedom; her cuff falls off. "Easy."

She hands me the safety pin and I try to mimic her. It clicks me free, "Simple." I take the handcuffs and jam them into my backpack; I give her back the safety pin. She stares at me, I guess she's waiting for me to say something, "What?" I say.

"Nothing. Just--nothing." And with 'nothing' said she walks away from me. I roll my eyes and head over to gym class and for the whole period I wait to see if Ashley will show up… she doesn't.

First period ends so I go looking for Spencer. I see her standing by my locker smiling. She hasn't realized the devil reincarnate isn't attached to me anymore. I walk up to her and return her smile, "Your plan back fired."

She looks behind me, "Where's Ashley?"

I shrug, "Couldn't tell you."

Spencer rolls her eyes, "She such a spoiled sport."

I narrow my eyes at her, "That was not cool. Not cool at all."

She flashes me an adorable smile, "Well, both of you were pissing me off."

"I think I'm gonna tie you to Aiden then." I smirk.

She stops smiling, "That's so not funny."

I smile just like her, or I try to, "Yes it is."

She rolls her eyes then looks back at me, "So did Ashley leave early, you think?"

I put on my thinking face, "Um, yeah."

"So you saw her leave?"

I nod and lean against my locker, "Well, the last time I saw her was when she got us out of the cuffs. And she gave me that death stare again only…" I trail off because it wasn't really a death stare.

Spencer leans in a little, "Only what?"

"I don't think it was a death glare this time. Like, it was more of her studying me." I say feeling a little weird about what I said and what Ashley did.

Spencer smiles, "Maybe she wants you."

I roll my eyes, "I strongly doubt that. She hates me for even looking at you… she still wants you for sure."

Spencer smiles, "I guess so."

I tap her lightly on the arm, "Don't be so cocky."

"Why not? You do it all the time."

I smile, "I'm a different story." I stand up straight because I guess I have an idea that the bell's gonna ring soon.

"You're a different book." she says.

I don't argue with her, "I agree."

She sighs happily, "I'm gonna get to class before you get me detention… again." Spencer says, saying again with enthusiasm.

I smirk, "Oh, please. You know it was good for you." she rolls her eyes and walks off.

I start walking to class which is on the other side of the school but he doesn't care that I'm late; actually he does. While I'm walking I think about Ashley for some reason beyond me. I wonder where she went and why she gave me that weird ass face. I sigh to myself. I don't know why she hates me so damn much. I'm not trying to steal her ex-girlfriend, she's the one that messed that up before I even got here. And it's not like Spencer wants me anyways…

I make it inside my class right as the bell rings, "You're lucky, Ms. Rowe. That would've been your fourth tardy and that would've meant detention." Mr. Carney says.

I walk by him with ease, "Oh, c'mon, Mr. Carney. You would never send me to detention, I'm too darn cute." I sit in my sit then smile at him. The whole class fills with laughter.

Mr. Carney shushes the class, "Okay, Ms. Rowe. That's enough."

I smile as I shrug then I place my book bag on the left side of me. I take out some paper and a black pen. Okay, I'm gonna pay attention to him today, I'm not going to daydream. Kyla taps me on the shoulder; she sits behind me, "Hey, Rox?"

I turn around, "Yeah?"

"Have you seen Ash?" she asks.

"Um, I think she's skipping, she wasn't in first." I say readjusting my skirt because some kid across from me is definitely trying to get a view.

"Ugh, she thinks just because she has money she can just not do things. It's so hard to look after her." Kyla says overwhelmed.

"Hey," I say reassuring, "You don't have to take care of her. Yeah, she is your sister but you gotta let her find her own way."

Kyla nods but I don't think she really understands, "Yeah, I know that but… I cant get rid of the feeling."

I sigh, "I know what you mean. I don't know exactly how I feel about Rachel messing around with Aiden."

Kyla smiles, "How do you think Ashley feels about you and Spencer then?"

I raise my left eyebrow, "There is no me and Spencer. We are just friends, just like Spencer and Ashley."

"That's not what Ashley thinks."

"I know! She thinks I'm out to get her but I'm not. I have a life of my own. And plus whoever Spencer goes out with is Spencer's business, I mean their relationship was weird before I even got here so this is nowhere near my fault." Kyla smiles and nods. She's so easy to talk to, I'm sure she's full of everyone's secrets. I notice that the boy is still trying to look up my skirt so I clear my throat, "Take a picture why don't you?" I take out my camera, "Here, use mine."

He smiles, I guess he thinks I'm flirting with him. He reaches for my camera and I slap his hand away, "Hey." he wails.

I toss my camera back in my book bag, "What are you? Stupid?"

"You were gonna give it to me." he says rubbing his hand.

"No. I was gonna teach you a lesson."

He smiles, "And what was the lesson gonna be?"

I smile and lean in closer to him and whisper, "Don't hit on lesbians." I sit upright and I look at his face. He looks so lost and that makes me so happy; I smirk.

"Roxy!" Mr. Carney screams.

I whip my head to the front of the class, "Yeah?"

"Can you tell me the full effect of marijuana on your body?"

I do not know this answer. I don't even do drugs but I do know one thing, "Uh, drugs are bad?" Thanks, South Park.

The class laughs at me even when I was being completely serious, "That gets you detention."

"For not knowing the answer? I thought we were in class to learn."

He smiles at me; that's never good, "No. For not paying attention and distracting your classmates."

I toss all my shit in my bag angrily then stand up with the bag on my shoulder, "You know, Mr. Carney. I think that kid should get detention too." I point at the pervert.

"And why is that?"

I look at the kid then back at the teacher, "For looking up my skirt and being a pervert."

Mr. Carney sighs and looks at the kid, "Matt. You're going to detention."

He sighs and I smirk, "Thank you. See you tomorrow." I walk to the front of the class and Mr. Carney turns his attention back to the blackboard. I smile at Kyla and she smile back. I decide to do something that I've always wanted to do. I raise my hands in the air as they make the rocker sign, "THANK YOU, KING HIGH. YOU'RE A GREAT AUDIENCE!" The class laughs loud as Mr. Carney looks at me and I smile on my way to the door. I wave at Kyla then walk out the door. I start my treacherous walk to detention, I know that room all too well.

Someone comes up next to me, "Funny. I like your style."

I look at the kid and roll my eyes, "I just got in trouble because of you. Do you seriously wanna talk to me?" I walk faster.

He grabs my arm and I stop, "Yeah I do wanna talk to you." he smiles.

I take my arm back. Did I not just use the official back off line? I'll try it again, "What part of lesbian don't you understand? The part that I like girls or the part where I don't like guys… at all?" I start walking again to my destination. He lags behind me… ugh, I assume he's looking at my ass. I pull my skirt down a little.

I arrive at detention within two minutes, "Hey, Roxy." Ms. Williams says.

She knows me so well, "Hey, where do you want me to sit?"

She looks around the room from the comfort of her black swivel chair, "Um… you can sit by…" she points over to a table and I see--

"No." I say turning my head back to her.

"Yes," she smiles, I totally think she knows that this is a nightmare, "You don't get to decide in detention. You're sitting by Ashley."

Ashley lifts her head up and sees me but she doesn't really do anything, like make a face. She just lays her head back down. As a matter of fact, she looks like she's been crying. I slowly walk over to the table and sit on the same side as Ashley. She doesn't even acknowledge me, fine with me. Spencer's words ring in my head "…you guys need to become friends…"