"So, what's up, Ashley?" I say regretting the words as they come out of my mouth. She doesn't say anything do I place my hand on her shoulder; big mistake, "Ash."

"What's it to you?" she says angrily so I move my hand away.

I sigh, "Nothing, I guess."

She looks at me, "Shouldn't you be somewhere making good grades? Why are you on my turf?"

I roll my eyes and laugh, "I should be somewhere making good grades but some ass hole tried to look up m skirt and I got a bit feisty."

Ashley smiles a little bit, "Maybe you shouldn't wear such slutty skirts."

I look under the table at her legs, "Uh, take your own advice, toots." I smile.

And oddly enough we started talking, instead of pulling at each others hair. We talked for a good 40 minutes.

We were laughing at something, "You know, I thought you were a total bitch when I first met you." she said looking at me.

I nod my head while laughing, "Yep, I thought the same about you."

She sighs after she stops laughing, "I guess Spencer was right."

I look at her, "About what?"

"About how we have so much in common."

I look out the window and nod, "Yeah."

"I mean…" I look at her, "We both love her…" she says very disappointed.

I shake my head, "Yeah." she starts to frown, "But in completely different ways."

Ashley lifts her head up, "Oh, c'mon. I know you like her."

I shake my head and smile, "No, I don't. Not like that."

"How can you not?"

I make a confused face, "Do you want me to like her like that?"

She shakes her head quickly, "No, no. It's just that you guys are attached to each other 24/7. And, hell, y'all are going to church together. Two lesbians going to church… that sounds like a relationship."

I chuckle a little, "And? We invited you to come… well Spencer invited you. Obviously it wasn't a date or anything like that. I know I'm not into threesomes." I smile.

She smiles, "I kinda am." she and I both laugh, "But not with Spencer. I love her and I want her all to myself."

I nod, "I know. You were gonna kick my ass over her when I first moved here."

"I'll still kick your ass over her."

The bell rings for lunch so I stand up. I look at Ashley, "And I'll kick your ass if you hurt her." Ashley looks at me then nods. I nod then walk away. I go to Spencer's locker, extremely excited to tell her the news of the Rowe-Davies fight coming to an end. I see the back of her head and as I get closer I see someone's face extremely close to hers. Whoa, that's not extremely close that is… touching. I walk up behind Spencer as the kisser leaves. She turns to me with a shocked face, "What was that about?" Spencer doesn't speak, "Spencer," I place my hand on her arm, "Who was that?" I do have an idea and it sure as hell wasn't Ashley.

Spencer looks at me, "Can we talk about it in the car?"

I rub her arm delicately and nod, "Yeah, sure."

She nods then places all her books in her locker. She closes her locker as Ashley pops up behind her, "Hey, Spence."

I would smile but I'm sure Ashley would be totally shut down if she knew someone just kissed Spencer, "Hi." Spencer says quietly. Spencer looks at Ashley with a fake smile.

Ashley rubs Spencer's cheek, "What's wrong?"

Spencer looks away forcing Ashley to drop her hand, "Nothing. Listen, um, me and Roxy are going to lunch so I'll see you when we get back, okay?"

Ashley sighs, "Spence, I--" but before Ashley could get the words out Spencer had me by the hand, dragging me to my car. We walk past everyone without stopping even though everyone is saying stuff to us. We get to my car and I get in as Spencer's getting in. I start the car and we're already on our way to Starbucks.

I look at her, "What's up?"

She looks at me, "I cant do this anymore."

Confused… "Do what?"

"Ashley. Just everything with Ashley."

I look to Spencer then at the road, "What have you been doing with Ashley?" friends with benefits pops into my head but Spencer would never.

"Being so close to her but not being with her." Spencer sighs.

"Well, then be with her. It's that simple."

Spencer scoffs, "I wish it was that simple. I mean Aiden…"

"Aiden?"

"Yeah, I know he's trying to be with your sister but what happens when he gets bored? He's gonna go for Ashley again and I cant do that. I don't trust him."

"So you're just gonna forget what happened with you and Ashley?"

Spencer shakes her head, "NO. I could never do that. I just, I need to see if it's always like this with girls, dating girls."

I look in my rearview because someone's honking at me and the light's red. Ugh, someone's trying to get my number, whatever. "So who are you gonna go out with?"

"Carmen kissed me."

My mouth drops, "Car-Carm-Carmen?"

She looks down at her fingers which she begins to play with, "Yeah, and I didn't push her away."

I nod my head with my mouth still open, "Yeah." I say drawing out every letter, "I saw."

"She just makes me feel like, I'm her only one and there's no one else I ever have to worry about, and we're not even together. It's just the way she makes me feel everyday." she looks up at me smiling.

"And what does Ashley make you feel like?"

Spencer makes a noise, kinda of a scream, "Everything. Everything into one big emotion. Like I can feel pain and love from her at the same time. And I don't know, mad and content. I just hate feeling this way. But when I feel love, and just love, it's just different every time and it's great every time."

I turn into the parking lot and find a nice parking spot. I put the truck in park then look at Spencer, "That's what us Ohio natives call love."

Spencer puts her face in her hand, "Ugh, well, maybe I'm just not ready for love yet…"

I nod, knowing how scary love can be, the idea of giving yourself to someone with them not being able to make a promise to you. A promise that states that they will never hurt you, "I know how that is."

She looks at me, "Can I have a hug?" I look up at the sky, "You're not gonna give me one?"

I laugh, "No, I was just thinking if I should or not." she gasps, "Kidding, kidding." I hug her and she hugs me back. We hug each other for ten seconds then get out of the truck and order our drinks. When we get out drinks we sit down at a table.

"So how was second period? Kyla told me you got kicked out."

I laugh and take a sip of my caramel frappachino, "It was fun. I went to detention and guess who was there?"

"Rachel? I haven't seen her all day."

Ugh, skipping school with Aiden, "Uh, don't think so. Ashley."

She almost chokes on her cookie, "Ashley? And you guys didn't kill each other?"

I take another sip, "Nope, we actually talked for forty minutes."

"About what?"

"I talked about my old life in Ohio and she talked about her life before you came along. You're like her angel."

Spencer looks down, "Thanks for telling me that."

"Sorry."

She looks back up at me, "What else?"

"Well, she said she would totally kill me over you and I said I will kill her if you ever hurt you. And she honestly thought that I wanted you."

"You do." she says smiling.

I smile, "Only in your dreams, baby doll." she laughs, "So I wanted to tell you that you wouldn't have to worry about me killing Ashley if you ever went out with her…again."

Spencer sighs, "Good to know."

I stand up, "Okay, we better get back to that jail they call school before I get detention, again." Spencer smiles sadly and stands up. I put my arm around her as we walk out the door, "Hey, cheer up."

She looks at the ground as we walk, "I just wish my life wasn't so complicated. I wish I was straight."

I laugh and scoff, "You would have to deal with that." I point at two boys checking us out and whistling.

She smiles at them then looks at me, "Yuck."

I smile at her then look at them. I look at them as I say, "Let's mess with them."

We stop at the front of my car then I put my arm down, "What, how?"

I get an idea, "Like this." I climb up on the hood of my car, making sure my undies aren't showing. I start to dance on my hood, someone told me I could been an exotic dancer.

Spencer stares up at me and whispers, "Roxy, get off the car. Now."

I smile at her, "How about you come up here?" I grab her hand and pull her up on the hood and she just stands there like a stick.

I place my hand on her legs than slowly move up her side, "C'mon. Move it, move it. Shake what your momma gave you."

She turns around and she is beet red, "No, let's go, please." I listen to her as the boys whoop and holler.

I nod and jump off the hood and I help her down. She opens the passenger side door and I open the driver side door. We get in at the same time then close the doors. I start the car then drive by the boys with my window down.

One of them comes up to me and places his elbows in the windowsill, "Damn, that was hot. Can I get a private one later?"

I smile flirtatiously, "Sorry, I'm taken."

He smiles bigger, "He must be a lucky man."

I lace me and Spencer's hand together and lift them up, "What makes you think a man can handle all of this?" his mouth drops as I drive away.

Spencer finally says something after we're three minutes away from school, "That was just wrong."

I smile then look at her, "How so?"

"You played with his emotions." Spencer says.

"That's the fun of it all." Spencer scoffs then looks out the window, "He doesn't have emotions, he was a beef cake."

She looks back at me, "You don't even know him. He probably saw a hot girl and thought, man--"

I look at her as we enter the parking lot, "I sure could fuck her." I say with a deep voice.

Spencer rolls her eyes, "You know there are nice people in the world. The kind that don't play with emotions."

I park my truck then look at her, "And I guess you're not one of those because you're sure sending Ashley's emotions on a roller coaster ride."

Spencer looks at me, "And what? You're so much better than me?"

I shake my head, "I never even said--"

Spencer opens her door, "Well, that's what it feels like. And how would you know anything about emotions? You act like you don't even have any. When I told you I was moving you didn't even cry, when I told you about Clay all you said was things happen for a reason." she gets out of the car, "But the worst thing is: you can tell me about love when you've never even been in love."

"Are you kidding me? How can you tell me what feelings I have? I handle things differently, just because I don't cry about everything doesn't mean I don't care. And love, Spencer? Psh, you wont even say you're a lesbian." I chuckle, "You are gay, Spencer. Spencer Carlin you are gay! When you wake up tomorrow, you still will be gay. And you don't know anything about what I've been through. You don't know shit about me."

Spencer nods her head while the tears rush down her face, "Yeah. I obviously don't. But I do know that I've been friends with a girl all these years and yet I don't know shit about her. Because everything I thought I knew… she just proved me wrong." she slams the door and storms off.

I roll my eyes and sigh. I get out of my car and start walking to class.

She doesn't know everything about me. I haven't told her every single detail of my life… ugh, this is why I don't like having friends. I go to all my classes, avoiding Spencer throughout the rest of the day. I am not apologizing because I didn't do anything wrong. Eh, maybe I did do something wrong.

I walk to my car and I see Ashley waiting for me. She doesn't look very inviting, "Hey, have you seen Spencer?"

I walk right up to her and shake my head, "Nope. Last time I saw her was lunch."

She remains silent but still pouts, "Did something happen?"

"What do you mean?" I ask not knowing rather she meant me 'playing with emotions' or Spencer's kiss with the little Latina.

"I mean that I've been hearing things about Spencer kissing someone."

"Oh." I say not wanting to give Spencer's business away. And not wanting to make Ashley feel hurt or something.

She nods her head, "So is it true?"

I walk away from her but only to my driver's side door, "Um, you'd have to ask her." I open the door.

She closes it, "Look if you know something then tell me."

I look her square in the eye, "Listen, this is none of my business. I'm not gonna be in the middle of you and Spence."

"You already are."

"What?" I may be both of their friends but I didn't make Spencer kiss Carmen and I didn't make Carmen kiss Spencer.

"You kissed Spencer."

My mouth drops, second time today, "What? I--"

She wont even let me speak, "You kissed her after we talked. After we, supposedly, solved everything, at least I thought we did. And you sat there and lied to me straight to my face when I asked you if you liked her." she narrows her eyes at me.

I shake my head, "Ashley. I didn't lie to you."

"Well, then you're doing this just to hurt me? Great, you just became another enemy." she walks away from me.

I stare at her in disbelief as she walks away, "You didn't even give me a chance to speak!" I yell to her back but she doesn't turn around. I open my car door and toss my shit in the back. This is bullshit, "Fuck!" I scream at the top of my lungs in the car. I place my head on the headrest and close my eyes.

How did I possibly walk into this mess. This is so much drama for nothing, I wish I was back in Ohio, I wish I was back with--

"Hey." a muffled voice says on my right side. I open my eyes and see that it's Kyla. I unlock the door to let her in; she opens the door, "What the hell is up with Ashley? She just drove off and she knew I needed a ride." she sits down and closes the door.

I start the engine and turn on the air, "She has the idiotic idea that me and Spencer kissed."

Kyla hits me on the arm, "You didn't?" she says as a question and a statement.

"Ow." I rub my arm and growl at her, "No, I didn't kiss her nor did she kiss me. That's totally false information. Nothing happened… between us."

"Between who?" Kyla asks.

"It's none of my business or yours." I say, "Should I take you home?"

"Actually, I'm suppose to go to your house because I wanna talk to Hunter and Rachel."

"Okay." I speed out of the parking lot.

"But hey, did Spencer kiss someone?" Kyla inquires.

I might as well tell Kyla, she's gonna find out eventually, "Technically Spencer didn't kiss her."

Kyla's eyes grow two times bigger, "Carmen!" she practically screams the earwax out of my ears.

I use my right hand to itch my ear, "Yes. God, you sound like a banshee."