Okay so I'm sorry I made you all wait a couple of days for a new chapter but I got really sick and I still am but I didn't want to leave anyone hanging. So I'm still not sure where I'm going with this but please let me know if you have any ideas or suggestions. Disclaimer: As much as I love SON, I do not own it or their characters. Enjoy.

Chapter 17

Ashley's POV

I walk into the kitchen to see Aiden eating cereal, Hey that's my cereal! No one eats my Golden Grams except me. What about when Spencer ate some when she use to come over here? That's different; Spencer can get away with that. Speaking of Spencer, I couldn't help but think of things differently. Knowing that she went out with Carmen kind of sucks but seeing how things played out, it means I still have a chance with her. Anyways back to Aiden eating my cereal.

"God, don't they feed you at that school?" I say taking the box of out his hand and eating some of it out of the box.

"I was hungry and your mom suggested that I have some cereal."

"Yeah, she said some cereal. Not the whole box." Aiden shrugs his shoulders and continues to eat cereal. I swear that boy has no boundaries.

"Well I hope you're ready to pick up Kyla because we don't have any time to spare so that you can look "hot". I told Kyla we would be there at two o' clock, so hurry up so we can get going."

"Actually Aiden… that's one thing you're gonna have to do it without me…" I look down, ashamed to look at his face, which is probably pissed off.

"What? Ash, what are you talking about? Kyla needs you since went through a lot last with…. Oh I get it."

"Get what Aiden?"

"Do you think that fighting Carmen is going to make everything better? "

"Aiden you don't…"

"I'm not stupid, although a lot of people tend to think that. I know you better than anyone.."

"Good. So you should know that this has to be done?"

"So what? You're gonna finish what she started? Maybe Kyla was right."

" What are you talking about?"

"Kyla…last night we were talking.. you know what? Forget I ever said anything."

Aiden walks out of the kitchen and heads to the door, not letting him leave my house, I grab his arm so that he would look at me.

"Tell me now."

He looks around, running his fingers through his hair. The only time he ever does that is when he's about to tell me something that I won't like. I know that I have to prepare myself for whatever comes out of his mouth, but I can't help but get this feeling that things will not turn out to be okay.

"Look Ash, at first I thought that Kyla was crazy for going off on Spencer last night, but the more I think about it, maybe Spencer just isn't good for you."

"What?" I stand there in disbelief, not really believing what just came out of his mouth. Out of all the stupid things that he has said, this one tops the cake.

"I'm just saying Ashley, while you were at home pouring your heart out into your music... She was grinding against Carmen. Maybe it's best that you just stay away from her and focus on your music."

"Did you know that I haven't been able to write one word since I met Spencer? Or that she's the one that makes me genuinely smile, or how about this? That I broke her heart when I kept that secret from her?"

Aiden stands there in silence at a loss for words.

"Of course not! Because you know everything about me, right?" He goes in to touch my shoulder but I move away from him, not wanting him to lay a finger on me. "You never thought that for a minute that this was my fault. I'm the one that lied to her, the one that drove her into Carmen's arms and the one that got Kyla hurt. It's MY fault Aiden! And for you to down talk Spencer when you don't know one true thing about her shows me that you're the friend I thought you were."

"Ashley if you were to just listen…"

"I'm tired of listening Aiden! I've kept how I feel bottled up for a while and I'm not shutting up anymore. Now go pick up my sister and stay the fuck out of my business!"

I run upstairs, not caring if Aiden left or not. I'm not much of a person for putting my feelings out there but for Aiden to say anything about Spencer and not know the facts, really boils my blood. This is entirely my fault, if I would have been truthful about everything, Kyla wouldn't be in the hospital, Spencer would be with me, and I would be a lot more happy. I don't have time for this, I had to get ready. Watch out Carmen, payback's a bitch and I'm coming hard.

Spencer's POV

You would think that seven hours in a dance studio would be enough for anyone. Not many dancers stay that many hours in one week. But then again, I'm not most dancers. I didn't want to be in the house this morning, to talk to my mother or anyone. Before anyone would even get out of bed I rushed to the studio. All that plays in my mind is everything that happened last night. I never knew that a person could be so violent or that I could be so gullible to believe that Carmen could ever want to be just friends. The funny thing is, I had a feeling that Carmen felt that way and I guess part of me was using that to my advantage, maybe hope that I would get over… I don't even want to think about that, what I need to focus on is this stupid pump turn, which I can't get because I keep misplacing my foot.

"You know if you balance your weight on your big toe and not swing yourself around, you'll pick up your speed better."

I turn to see Chance standing at the door with her gym bag. I stumble a little not expecting her presence.

"Thanks but I'm pretty sure I know a lot more about this than you."

"Really?" Chance sets down her bag and moves herself in the center of the room. Out of nowhere she does five pump turns and ends in a hook turn. Wasn't really expecting that one, and I defiantly but my foot in my mouth. "I danced ballet since I was three." She says smiling at me. I give her a small clap, appreciating her skills.

"Well done. Sorry about my attitude, it's just been a rough morning."

"No need to explain to me, I can tell that by the way you're swinging your arms that you're pissed at something."

"Is it that obvious?"

"Does it have something to do with that Ashley girl from last night?

I nod in response, having it brought up by a stranger really lets me know how anyone can read me.

"Let me guess, you both fell in love, got into a huge fight about something and now you can't see her without your heart feeling like it's going to burst out your chest."

Damn she's good.

"I know, I'm that good." Did I say that out loud? "And no you didn't say it out loud; your face is just easy to read." I laugh at the thought of me thinking that Chance would read my mind. " Do you still love her?"

"More than anything is the world." I never said it out loud to anyone. Not even Chelsea and for some reason it was just easy to talk to Chance, she gives off this vibe, kind of like Ashley. That no matter what I tell her she won't judge me.

"Look Spencer, I don't know you at all really and I'm not trying to invade in your personal life but if you really feel that way, you should just talk to her and see where things go."

"It's not that easy Chance."

"It's not that easy because you're making everything more difficult than what it has to be. Instead of working on your sucky pump turn, you should be meeting Ashley."

"And say what? 'it's cool Ash, thanks for lying to me for a month about sleeping with my kid sister and her being your drug dealer." Chance looks speechless not expecting that information to be thrown at her. "If it were that easy Chance, I would be with Ashley in a heartbeat. But the only image playing in my head is her and my sister lying to me the whole time, while I was left looking stupid."

"Spencer they call it the past for a reason. Do you honestly think that Ashley meant to hurt you by keeping her past to herself?"

I had to admit that Ashley would never purposely hurt me, not in a million years.

"So why are you punishing her for her past? So what, she made a mistake and your sister happened to be involved in it. And I get it, they both should I have told you something but if you really think about it, they were only trying to protect you. They knew that you couldn't handle it and any problems."

Chance was right. The past is exactly what it is, the past and I have spent too much time being mad at Ashley and Tonya. If that were the case, Ashley could be mad at me forever for hanging out with Carmen. It was time that I end this nonsense and actually start talking to the people that mean the world to me.

"Ever thought about being a therapist?" I ask Chance jokingly.

"Thought about it and listening to other people's problems doesn't work for me. Besides I love dance too much."

"So you'd rather have a life where you're not sure where you'll end up next week than having a secure job?"

"For one, no job is ever secure and two, I decided a long time ago that dance makes me happy and if even if I don't know where I will end up next week or next year, at least I'll be happy. Enough about this stuff, how about you hook me up with your friend."

I laugh at Chance whose smile has brightened up at the thought of Chelsea. It's just too cute of how much she has a crush on her.

"Sorry Chance, but my best friend is not into chicks."

" Doesn't every straight girl say that?"

"True, but even if she did swing our way I would not help you get with her."

"Oh come on Spencer!"

"Use your own game, unless you don't think it's strong enough." I laugh at Chance who is shocked at what I just said. Yup, I just tried you.

"Blondie has jokes. I bet that I can get with Chelsea by next Sunday."

"Loser has to do whatever the winner says?"

"You got yourself a bet." Chance and I shake on it, making the bet official. After a while, Chance wanted to help me with my turns so I let her. Once I was able to find my focus, I was doing pump turns out the ass. Hell yeah! I got it back!

"So what's next for Spencer Carlin?"

"Well I'm attending UCLA in the fall."

"That's good. Has a nice campus but the dance team isn't that great."

"Oh I'm not studying dance."

"You're not?"

"You say that like it's some big surprise."

"Because it is. You're a great dancer and you shouldn't let it go to waste."

"That's why I'm here. If I practice my dancing, maybe my mom will let me take a few dance classes while I'm there."

"Or you could prove to her that you belong in the dancing world."

"And how do I do that?"

"Heard of IDA?"

Anyone who is anyone has heard of the International Dance Academy. Seriously, I remember going there when I was a kid, imaging myself on that stage, dancing for some big time choreographer. When I told my mother about it, she told me that those dancers will never have a bright future because she they don't have a clear plan. But I never stopped picturing myself there. Anyone who has went there has made it huge.

"You have the skills Spencer, you should go for it."

"And make a total fool of myself in front of talented dancers and choreographers?"

"Take it from experience, it seems scary at first but when you're naturally gifted, you'll do anything to dance there."

Before I could object to anything that she is saying, my phone goes off letting me know that I have a text message. I check my phone to see that it is from Tonya with a text message.

Tonya: Need your help. Please don't tell mom and dad. 571 Shore Avenue. Hurry Please.

"Is everything alright?" Chance asked me putting her hand on my shoulder. Something told me that everything was far from being alright.

So that's it for now. Sorry that it's so short but trust me there will be longer chapters to come. Tell what you think and I will get back to you. Love you all and thanks for the support. Remember to Read and Review if you can, every one of the reviews make me a lot happier.