Hope you love it as much as Spencer loves poptarts ;)
Spencer's POV
Standing at my locker, I am searching for my biology textbook as Court is yakking away at my side.
"Geez, Spencer, how can you find anything in this mess?" He says after finishing his account of how he had met a guy at Slant last night.
I look into my locker, pushing aside Ashley's jacket, Ashley's sole notebook, Ashley's pile of notes to me. She has gotten into the habit of just putting her stuff into my locker. It makes sense because she barely has any notebooks of schoolbooks. This intimate thing, this sharing a locker makes me feel all jittery inside, that happy jittery. It's kind of like living together, sharing personal space. This space has become ours. Not that she didn't put her stuff in here when we were just best friends. But now, it has a deeper meaning. And the piles of her stuff have gotten larger.
I shrug at Court's comment, pushing aside a folder to uncover my textbook.
"Spencer! I've been wonder-" I hear Aiden's voice coming from behind me, getting louder as he comes closer. He cuts off and I see Court whip his head to the side to look at green-eyed boy.
The one he has been avoiding mercilessly for the past week.
"Uh." Aiden mumbles as he comes to my side, leaning on the lockers. "Hey, Court." He says softly. I watch Court's eyes bounce around before looking at Aiden.
"Hey. What's up?" He says nonchalantly.
"Nothing, I was just trying to find Spencer." He says nervously.
"Well, I'm right here." I say as I stuff my book into my bag, now on a mission to find my notebook.
"We're um, we're all going to get ice cream some night this week, do you wanna come?" Aiden asks Court with trepidation in his voice.
I glance quickly at Court. Court's mouth turns into a slight frown and I can almost see the wheels turning in his mind. Balancing the situation. "Sure." He breathes out.
Aiden grins slightly. "Alright, well I'll see you guys later." He says as he flashes me a smile.
Court and I start in the other direction towards our shared biology class.
"I thought you said you met a guy?" I ask Court cautiously.
"I did." He deadpans.
"So.." I start, letting him finish the thought in his own head. I know how hard Court has been trying to handle his situation with Aiden, in a simple clear-cut-don't-talk-to-him way.
Court sighs, almost in surrender.
"He wasn't Aiden." He simply says.
And I understand totally.
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For the whole day, my mind can't seem to focus on what I'm supposed to being working on or what I'm supposed to be learning. I'm thinking about how tonight, I have to go to Ashley's aunt's surprise party. And meet all of her relatives. This kind of situation causes me to break out into a nervous sweat. There's nothing fun about going to your significant others family function. It is so intimidating, like having to dance the macarena by yourself.
Ashley assured me that it would be fine. That she would be right with me. And that we didn't have to stay for the whole party. But still, would they like me? What if couldn't think of anything to say? What if they thought Ashley's new girlfriend was weird and dorky?
The only solace I got from this situation was the fact that I would be the first girl Ashley ever brought to meet her relatives. I guess none of the others ever made it past her bed. Ugh. I feel cynical just thinking that thought.
What if I spill food all over myself? What if I snort soda up my nose by accident? These are all things I am thinking about, as I get ready, right before Ashley gets to my house to pick me up. I hope my sundress isn't too casual, or too fancy.
I turn around when I hear the door to my room creak open. I see an Ashley dressed in a nice, button up shirt with black slacks on. She looks so different, but I don't think she's ever looked more breathtaking.
"I feel like we're going to a garden party with the Queen or some shit." She says as she leans against my doorframe. Her eyes then look me up and down and she grins. "God, you look so pretty Spence."
I feel my blush go from my exposed neck and up to my cheeks. "Thanks. It's just a sundress."
Ashley licks her lips. "Mmm, I like you in dresses." She says quietly.
I give her a look. "Ready?" I ask, not wanting to get caught up in her look, especially not in my house and have to put my dress on all over again.
"Ready." she says lightly.
As soon as we get into her car parked outside my house, Ashley jumps at me.
"Do we have to go?" She asks as her mouth is trailing down my neck.
It takes me a moment to compose myself before answering because her hands are bunching up the bottom of my dress slowly. "Yeah." I breathe out.
Ashley makes a grunting noise and starts the car.
The whole ride there I am tapping and wringing my hands nervously.
"Spencer. Don't be nervous. It'll be fine." Ashley reassures me in a calming voice.
"What if they don't like me Ash? What if I make a fool of myself, or what if I don't live up to girlfriend expectation?" I ramble hurriedly.
"They'll love you, okay. How could they not?" She smiles sheepishly, glancing at me. I smile back, my nerves calmed for a moment.
But once we actually get there, they start back up again. There's a good amount of people. I only recognize Ashley's mom and her grandmother. Who I've known for a while. The one thing that I am glad of is that we don't have to hide here. There is nothing to hide, Ashley's aunt is gay and her family doesn't think twice about it.
That must be so nice I think to myself. I think of how different my family is.
Ashley links her fingers with mine; rubbing my hand to tell me it's okay.
"Happy birthday Aunt Macy!" Ashley says animatedly to a middle-aged woman. She has curly brown hair like Ashley and I can't help but think of how similar they look. More so than Ashley and her mom.
"Ashley!" Says her aunt, a smile exploding on her face. They share a hug, which makes my heart swell even more with love for my girlfriend. "And who's this gorgeous girl?" Her aunt says, looking at me with a smile on her face.
Ashley beams at her and then looks at me. "This is my girlfriend Spencer." Her voice has so much excitement and joy in it, I can't help but smile and feel much more comfortable as the butterflies take over.
Aunt Macy envelops me in a tight hug. "You must be special." She says after letting me go.
"She is." Ashley says hastily, still smiling.
"Happy birthday." I tell her, handing her a present.
"Thank you! How sweet are you. I like to think I'm just one year younger." She gives a husky laugh, which I immediately associate with Ashley's.
"Honey, Your boss is here and I think he's drunk." A tall red head says to Aunt Macy as she walks over to us. "Ashley, how are you, staying out of trouble?" She looks at Ashley with a mischievous grin on her face. I like this woman already.
"For now." Ashley chuckles lightly.
The red headed woman kisses Aunt Macy's cheek lightly while grabbing her hand. She has on a pencil skirt and a flowy red top, her bright blue eyes are brought out by the intense red color of her hair.
"Kate, this is Ashley's girlfriend, Spencer." Aunt Macy motions her hand my way.
I smile at her. "Hi, nice to meet you."
Kate smiles wide at me. "Jesus Ashley, she's adorable." She says shaking my hand. She gets a little closer to me and whispers in my ear. "You keep my niece here in check." She pulls away and winks at me.
Aunt Macy and Kate leave us to go deal with her boss, who, by his slurred speech and stumbling steps, really is plastered.
"Not so bad, right?" Ashley says to me as she gives my temple a quick kiss. I shake my head and smile at her.
"Are they married?" I ask Ashley as we make our way across the patio to where Ashley's mom is.
"Yup. Last year. Kate is super chill." Ashley tells me.
"Ashley. Where have you been? I can't get this stupid thing to work." Ashley's mom says loudly, standing in front of a grill. "Oh, hi Spencer! I'm glad you came dear. Your mom called me like five bazillion frickin' times."
I laugh lightly. I've known Ashley's mom for a long time and she was overjoyed when Ashley told her about us. She basically considers me one of her own daughters. She always said I kept Ashley in line. Well, as best one can. "Sorry about that, you know my mom…" I trail off. And she does know my mom, and how uptight she is. Ashley's mom is pretty much the opposite.
"Oh I do. Brad! Come here!" She yells suddenly to a guy that looks like he is in his twenties.
"Isn't this just the best family party ever?!" I hear a high-pitched voice from behind me yell in mock enthusiasm.
"Hey Kyla." I say, turning around.
"I hate family gatherings. Did you guys see Aunt Macy's drunk boss?" she says while laughing lightly. She has a drink in her hand and I am willing to bet everything I have that it is spiked.
"Yeah. What a douchebag." Ashley says laughing.
"Spence, you want a drink?" She leans her cup in my direction and raises her eyebrows suggestively.
"No Kyla, you're not getting her drunk here." Ashley says harshly while putting her arm around my waist, pulling me into her protection.
Kyla shrugs. "Have it your way." And with that she walks away.
Ashley's eyes find mine. "Did I tell you yet how pretty you look?"
I smile and hug her to me. "You did. And you look amazing." I whisper.
I kiss her lips very softly and pull away as Ashley smiles and says "Come on, let's go sit down."
As the night progresses, I become increasingly more comfortable. I'm still a tiny bit nervous when I meet person after person and I can't remember who everyone is, but the way Ashley looks at me when she says that I'm her girlfriend makes my nervousness die down.
Ashley's mom really went all out on this party. As it gets later and the sun goes down, the lights, torches, and moonlight replace the light the sun was giving. The white tables and smooth patio make me think that this really does look like a garden party. Not that I've ever been to one or know exactly what it is. But I can imagine.
"Hi Sandy." I say to Spencer's grandmother as I sit down next to her, watching Ashley go talk to her mom for a minute.
"Spencer! How are you dear, I'm sorry you had to come experience this boring party." She says sarcastically. Sandy is funny in that awesome way older people can be. Her words are rough, and even at such an old age she is still as sharp as a tack.
"It's not that bad." I chuckle lightly, taking a sip of my soda.
"To each their own I guess." She shrugs. "You know, I've never seen my granddaughter so happy." She continues. I blush lightly. "She's never wanted to bring anyone to these things. It's about time you two stopped being so dull and got together. I know how much she cares about you."
I smile at her, feeling my heart beat for Ashley at her words. "I care a lot about her too. She's perfect." I say lightly.
Sandy grins. "I think you're the one who makes her that way." She takes a sip of what I'm pretty sure is straight tequila. "She talks nonstop about you whenever I see her. You know I like you Spencer dear, but Jesus sometimes that girl won't shut up about you."
I laugh and almost choke on my soda. "That's good to know." I glance towards the deck where Ashley is standing talking to that Brad guy, who I'm pretty sure is her cousin. "Your granddaughter is an amazing person."
Sandy nods and looks over at Ashley. "Yes, she's also extremely gorgeous. I don't know where she gets it from, I think from Macy. Not her mother." Sandy takes another sip and I snicker lightly.
"Mother! Where are those cookies?!" Ashley's mom yells to Sandy from another table.
"God, it's always something with that woman." She mumbles under her breath and leaves the table.
"So, you enjoying the weirdness of the Davies?" Kyla asks me as she plops down on a chair next to me. It almost falls over and I know Kyla is a bit tipsy.
"I already knew the Davies were weirdos." I laugh at her and meet her eyes.
"Pssshh. Whatever Spence." Kyla gives me a look.
I watch as Ashley walks back towards me, a plate of cake in her hand. The combination of the moonlight and the fire from the torches makes her glow and my eyes won't leave her body.
"Stop drunkenly harassing Spencer." Ashley says to Kyla as she sits down in my lap. I put my arms around her waist, leaning into her warm body. She smells so good I am almost intoxicated by her scent.
"How ya doin' cutie-pie?" She asks me lightly, rubbing my arms up and down, making me tingle.
I smile at her. "Good. This really wasn't that bad."
"My family loves you." Ashley says as she nuzzles the side of my neck with her nose. I try not to moan from pleasure. "Just like I do."
Kyla takes another sip of her drink. "Kyla," Ashley starts, "Uncle Murray already asked me if you were wasted, stop drinking."
Kyla stares at her. "Are you kidding? That's the only way to get through this. Everyone keeps asking me if I have a boyfriend. It's so annoying. And unlike you, I don't have Spencer to show off."
"Too bad for you then." Ashley answers her with a sly grin on her face. "You ready to get out of here?" Ashley asks me softly, pushing some of my hair out of my face. My eyes flutter at her touch.
"Yeah definitely, let's say goodbye to everyone."
"Good." Ashley smiles slyly. "Because as amazing as you look in that dress, I think it would look absolutely fantastic in a pile next to my bed."
My heart beats erratically at just the thought.
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