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Spencer's POV
"Kyla?" I say, surprised to find her here. At this random party. "What are you doing here?" I ask her as my eyes glance to the guy getting up from the bed.
"Oh." She says, buttoning her shirt up. "I came with some friends from dance. Um, what are you two doing here?"
I was extremely happy to find that she wasn't zipping up her jeans. As they were still intact. Actually, I was way more happy about the fact that the guy now standing next to her was not zipping his pants. He just rearranged his shirt. Walking in on Kyla having sex with some guy was not on the top of my to-do list.
That was Ashley's space.
"We came with Robin." Ashley slurs out. She is way more drunk than she thinks she is. And drunk Ashley is way touchy-feely and grabby. And yes, I enjoy that very much so.
"Robin?" Kyla asks, confused.
"Yeah, she knows almost everyone here." I tell her, my eyes still watching the guy stand nervously by Kyla's side.
Now that the door was open and the light was inside the room, I could see him better. He is slightly taller than Kyla, with a black t-shirt on and black converse covering his antsy feet. My eyes wash over him and find jet black hair, styled into a kind of faux-hawk in the middle of his head. I take in his studded belt and greyish blue eyes. I am surprised, because he is so not Kyla's type. Kyla's type is pretty boy, like if Aiden or Court were straight. But this kid is rougher, more gruff. Not to say he isn't good-looking, he is. Cute, almost adorable.
"Robin?" This mystery kids says, speaking for the first time since we've walked in.
"You know her?" Kyla turns to ask him, a smile on her face.
"Yeah." Is all he answers.
"Oh, um, guys, this is Trey, Trey, this is my sister Ashley and her girlfriend Spencer." Kyla introduces us. I shake his hand and Ashley tries to but she just stumbles forward.
Trey just smiles shyly. Besides from being kind of intimidating on first sight, he is very quiet.
"Anyway." Kyla continues, breaking the weird silence that followed the introductions. "What were you two doing up here?"
The four of us start to walk down the hall, heading back downstairs. I give Ashley a look and I'm pretty sure I blush. Why do I always do that? Ashley is just smirking, like always.
"Right." Kyla says, laughing lightly. "Of course."
"Girlfriend?" Trey asks suddenly.
Ashley turns to him. "Yeah, you got a problem with that Trey?" She asks him roughly.
He shakes his head. "No, I think that's really cool."
"Good." She says harshly.
I roll my eyes at her. Ashley was never, how can I say, the friendliest person when meeting new people. She was no different with me.
"What the hell are you doing?" I heard a raspy voice say to me as a door slammed into my back. I was sitting on the ground, waiting for Glen to finish talking to the basketball coach.
I would have waited in the library or something, but I had no idea where that was yet. Seeing as I was new and this was only my third day in school.
"Oh, sorry." I squeaked out, my back hurting. I looked up at the girl standing in front of me, hands on her hips, sneer on her face. She was wearing skinny jeans and a t-shirt with a weird design on it. Her boots were making clicking noises as she tapped her foot. She just stared at me.
"You can't just sit in front of a door, you know, people have to open them." She spit out, rolling her eyes at me.
"Uh, it says don't open." I said and pointed to the sign on the door behind me. The one this bitchy girl had just come through.
"Yeah, like anyone actually reads that. You're obviously new." She said roughly.
And I was new. And I absolutely hated the fact that I was new. Especially when I was starting high school, freshman year, in a whole new high school. A whole new town. A whole new state. I missed my friends in Ohio. And I missed the fact that they didn't have some kind of attitude, like all these Los Angeles people seemed to have. Especially this girl in front of me.
"Whatever." I mumbled quietly, going back to read my book. I really just wanted to be left in peace.
"What are you reading?" The girl, whose hair I noticed was very brown and curly, asked me. I never really thought brown hair could be that pretty until I saw this girl. Her hair seemed to be a very rich, chocolate-y color. It was nice, I guess.
"None of your business." I said quietly, not looking up at her but continuing to read. I wanted her to just leave me alone.
"Fine." She answered and finally walked away. I didn't look up to see her leave.
The next day, almost the same thing happened. Except I was standing outside the door to a classroom talking to some girl that I met in my art class. Chelsea. She was nice and showed me around, so I finally knew where the library and other places were.
"What is wrong with you and doors." The same raspy voice said to me as another door slammed into my back.
I sighed when I saw it was the same girl from the last afternoon.
"Sorry." I told her. She just walked away from me.
Unfortunately, it looked like I was stalking her because we ended up having the same next class. When I took my seat, I noticed that she sat slightly in back and diagonal from me. I racked my brain, trying to remember if I had seen her in this class the rest of the week.
"Uh, were you always in this class?" I turned around and asked her, as people started to trickle into the classroom.
She looked up at me and that is when I noticed the color of her eyes, how they perfectly matched her hair and the strange golden specks in them.
"Yes." She said, staring right at me.
"I've never seen you." I stated stupidly.
"Well, math isn't my favorite subject, therefore I don't come too often." She paused. "Ever."
"Why'd you come today?" I asked her another question.
She cocked her eyebrow at me. "What's with the interrogation. I came today because I don't want to be suspended again. Adequate answer for you, weirdo?"
I shrugged. "It was alright. Why were you suspended before?" I asked her.
"I would love to share my life story with you, new girl, but I don't think we're quite there yet." She said with a smirk on her face.
"Don't count on ever getting there." I quipped.
She gave me an angry glare and just put her head down.
"So, what's your life story?" I asked her a few minutes later. I was enjoying that I annoyed her for some reason.
"Would you shut up." She mumbled in a raspy voice.
"Spencer Carlin?" The teacher said my name loudly from the front of the class. I raised my hand, showing him that I was here.
"Spencer? Do your parents hate you? That's a guy's name." The raspy-voiced girl said when I put my hand down.
"I like it." I told her, annoyed.
"Ashley Davies?" The teacher said, and the girl raised her hand. "Wow, Ashley, you're here. I almost didn't even bother to call your name."
The girl, Ashley, sneered at him. "So thoughtful." She said to him.
I continued to take notes the whole rest of the class, trying to ignore the slight snoring I heard from Ashley in the back.
"Why aren't you taking notes?" I asked her, while our teacher had his back turned.
"Another question, Spencer Carlin, and I'm going to throw this poptart at your head." She hissed quietly. And I believed that she would really do that.
"Another nasty comment and I won't let you copy my notes. I know you were gunna ask me." I told her, totally taking a guess as to whether she was going to ask me for them or not.
Ashley just squinted her eyes at me and a small smile appeared on her face.
When we get downstairs, we find Aiden, Grace, and Robin standing together in the kitchen, pouring more drinks.
"Hey." I say to them, making their heads turn our way.
"Kyla?" Robin says in surprise. "I thought you had plans tonight?"
Kyla chuckles a little. "I did, to come to this party."
Robin smirks. "This is Grace." She points to, well, Grace, and Kyla shakes her hand.
Ashley moves from my side to take a shot glass but I grab her wrist before she can. "I don't think you need anymore." I tell her, a smile on her face.
"Spence." She whines, her eyes looking at me widely. "Just a little." She mumbles at my mouth before she kisses me. Her tongue tastes like alcohol and usually I don't really like that. But on Ashley, it was extremely sexy. And it turned me on.
"Alright." I breathe out.
I am such a sucker.
I notice that Trey isn't talking much, only a little bit to Grace and Robin, I guess because he knows them. He is mostly just standing next to Kyla, smiling at her like she's some kind of Greek goddess.
"So, did you go to school with Robin?" I ask Trey as I sip the cold beer that kind of tastes like pee, from my cup.
Trey nods and runs a hand through his hair. "Yeah, we're pretty good friends. I was bummed when she left." He says, and I think that's the most he's spoken so far.
"Yeah, she's cool." I say, finding it funny how I am now friends with this girl that once hit on me. In some ways, she is kind of responsible for me coming out to Ashley. Weird.
"Oh." Trey says suddenly, looking at me with those greyish blue eyes. "You're Spencer."
"Uh, yeah." I say slowly. He's cute but not the smartest.
"Like, the girl that Robin hit on at the movie theater a while ago." He continues, a slight smile on his face.
Ooooh, Right.
I laugh lightly. "That's me."
Trey puts his hands in his pockets and shifts his weight from one foot to the other. "Cool." He says quietly.
"Trey." Kyla interrupts our semi-conversation. "You wanna dance?" She asks him with a smile on her face. Trey beams at her, his eyes lighting up as he nods. Kyla grabs his hand and brings him into the other room.
"What's with that kid?" Ashley asks me, as she puts her arm around my waist.
"He's just shy. I think he's sweet." I tell her. Her hand is rubbing my side under my shirt and I am feeling all tingly at her touch on my skin. The tingles never cease.
Ashley rolls her eyes at me. "You think everyone's sweet when you meet them."
I smirk at her. "Not true. I didn't think you were sweet. I thought you were annoying."
Ashley laughs. "Well, ditto. Especially 'cause you kept asking me all those fuckin' questions."
I smile at the memory. "Do you still think I'm annoying?" I ask her as I bring my face to kiss her lightly.
"Mmmm." Ashley says with closed eyes, her grip on me tighter. "Sometimes."
"Watch it Davies." I whisper against her ear, my cheek on her cheek. I can feel the smile on her face. I love that smile. I love that smile so much I want to see it. So I take my face from hers and kiss the side of that smile.
Oh, that smile.
"So are you guys having a good time?" Grace asks us as she sips what I think is vodka and cranberry juice.
"Yeah, fun party." Aiden smiles at her sweetly.
"Robin said you have a boyfriend?" Grace asks him, glancing over at Robin for conformation. Robin nods.
Aiden's faces lights up like a Christmas tree. "Yeah, Court. He was busy tonight, I would have brought him."
Kyla appears next to Aiden, a little out of breath and sweaty. With some kind of red mark becoming darker by the second on the side of her neck. And a very large smile on her face. "So, you're Robin's ex-girlfriend?"
She directs her question to Grace and the short blonde looks a little taken aback. Robin just rolls her eyes, used to Kyla's blunt outbursts.
"Uh, yeah." Grace quickly glances at Robin. "We used to be together."
"Hmm. Could I talk to you for a sec?" She asks a scared looking Grace.
Grace barely nods before Kyla grabs her elbow.
"Kyla." Robin hisses at her taking a step forward.
"Chill. I'll be right back." Kyla says over her shoulder. I see Robin shoot her ex a sympathetic look as they leave the room.
"What's she doing?" I ask out loud as I watch them disappear into the crowd.
Robin downs a shot quickly. "Who the hell knows. It's Kyla." Robin answers in an exasperated voice.
"Are you like, trying to get her back or something?" Aiden asks Robin, his eyes searching hers lightly.
Robin shrugs. "I'm not sure." She says slowly. Her eyes move to my side and a smirk appears on her face. "Spence. Your girlfriend is having some difficulties."
"What?" I say as I turn to look at Ashley. Her elbow is propped up on the kitchen counter and her eyes are closed, mouth open slightly. It looks like she fell asleep, right in the middle of a party. With music blaring from the other room. I chuckle lightly to myself.
"Ash?" I whisper gently in her ear. I see her eyes flutter but stay closed.
"Spence." She slurs sluggishly.
I run a hand through her hair soothingly. "Hey, do you think we could go soon?"
Robin glances around nervously. "Uh, I kinda wanted to stay, you know, to hang out with Grace. As soon as Kyla is done attacking her I guess. But you can take my car if you want."
"Are you sure?" I ask her as I pull my girlfriend off the counter and wrap her around my waist.
"Yeah, yeah, no problem. Are you alright to drive?"
I nod. "I had like, a sip of beer. Thanks Robin. Good luck." I tell her as I nod for Aiden to accompany me outside and to the car.
I have Ashley sit in the back with Aiden while she's still slightly passed out. I drive carefully out of the neighborhood, kind of feeling like a limo driver. Two people in the backseat and no one in the front seat. I laugh stupidly to myself. When I get to Aiden's house, he gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks Spence." He says as he gets out of the car.
I manage to fandangle Ashley out of the back of the car, up the stairs, and into her room. I told my dad I was sleeping out so I'm fine to just stay here. And I'm glad for that. Whenever I sleep in my own bed it feels cold and empty. Even a passed out Ashley is a comfort and warmth to me. And she looks so adorable, eyes fluttering every now and then, little noises coming from her perfect mouth.
I can't seem to get to sleep. So I just rub Ashley's back for a while, sitting up in bed. My mind starts to wander. It plays over Ashley. It plays over my mother. I start to think about my mother and I can't help but wonder, will she always be like this? What about my wedding day, if I ever do get married. Will she not be there? Will my own mother still ignore me in the future? I wish these thoughts would just leave my mind, and when I look over at Ashley, they momentarily do.
She is all I need. I'm quite sure of that.
Ashley's eyes open slowly, coming into focus. "Hi." She says in a raspier than normal voice, because of the alcohol and the sleep.
I smile at her. "Hi there." I say as I slink down in bed to cuddle into her. Ashley's arms immediately go around me as I rest my head on her shoulder, half my body draped over hers.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" She asks in a quiet voice.
I shrug lightly. "I don't know." I tell her honestly.
But I start to feel the tiredness come over me as I snuggle further into her warm body. Everything about her feels so good.
Ashley presses a kiss to the top of my head and I feel my heart explode with love. "When did we get home?"
"A little while ago. You fell asleep in the kitchen." I giggle lightly into her.
Ashley laughs, and I feel the movements from her stomach reverberate onto my body. "I'm sorry. Thanks for bringing me to bed." She says sweetly, tangling her hand in my hair and scratching my scalp. It feels so delicious and I note my eyes starting to droop.
"Anytime." I say with a slightly seductive tone and Ashley chuckles.
The last thing I feel before I fall asleep is a soft kiss go to my temple and Ashley pulling me closer. And I fall asleep in her arms.
Where I belong.