Disclaimer: I don't own South.

AN: So a couple things. I started this chapter and was like eh, and then I was like ok this is getting better and then went back to eh. So I am literally on the line with this one. Also sorry I hit a block with writing due to the fact I've been on a Fuffy kick. 3

01Shane01 you are amazing! And you helped me so much, thanks!

Chapter 9

I looked at myself in the mirror. I had on a denim skirt and a polo shirt on, opened up at the top. My mom said it keeps me from looking like I'm suffocating, which is always a good thing. My hair was pulled back slightly but still down and straightened.

"Spence you ready?" came my brother's voice from the hallway, "I'm meeting Kyla there!" he said as I opened the door.

"Come on lover boy," I said dragging Glen down the stairs, "Bye Mom!" I yelled as Glen and I hopped into the car. The ride to the art studio was mostly quiet as Glen drove and we listened to the radio. I noticed Glen seemed distracted and his grip on the steering wheel was slightly tighter than normal. He must like Kyla a lot if he's this nervous. I would've said something except I had my own butterflies to worry about. Ashley keeps making me feel things I've never felt before and the fact that we've been hanging out lately just makes me like her more. We pulled into the parking lot of the studio and we both got out of the car and followed a group of people to the door. Glen was going to meet Kyla here so I walked in to find Chelsea; I figured Ashley would find me when she arrived. I saw Chelsea standing nervously off to the side watching as people went back and forth from her work. Sean was at the food table refilling his plate.

"Hey girl," I said coming up to her and pulling her into a hug, "This is amazing!"

"Spencer! Thank God you came," she said relief flooding her voice, "You look amazing by the way."

"Oh? Thanks, I didn't want to be overdressed but..." I said. I looked around as people stared in awe of Chelsea's work. I just grinned, I can't believe she would ever think people would hate her work; it's amazing.

"Where's Glen?" she asked drawing my attention back to her.

"Oh he's outside waiting for Kyla," I said thinking of Ashley arriving soon. Chelsea seemed to know where my head went because she smirked and nudged me, "Waiting for someone?" Her eyebrow went up inquisitively.

"W-What? ... Well Ashley was going to meet me here and we were going to hang for a bit," I tried to say nonchalantly but apparently it didn't come off that way.

"Wow girl, you so like her. You absolutely suck at cool and collected by the way," she said laughing. I felt a blush come because she is so right. I just can't help the excitement I feel when I think about her. Chelsea looks up suddenly and grins.

"Uh, Hey," came a voice from next to me and I turn to see Ashley. She looks amazing in her semi casual black dress. It cut off mid-thigh and I got the chance to look at her amazing toned legs.

"Hey," I reply looking up at her. She smiles at me and I feel my heart stop for a good minute. I think we would've stayed staring at each other for a while if it hadn't been for Sean coming back and saying, "Hey what's up?" knocking us out of our trance.

"Aren't you that laser tag girl?" he asked earning a look from Chelsea.

"Yeah, that's me," Ashley answered chuckling.

"Huh, cool," he said before he and Chelsea headed off to look at some other paintings, leaving Ashley and me together. Neither of us looked at each other and I could feel the uncertainness in the atmosphere.

"So you, want to look around?" she asked and I nodded and we headed around the displays.

"You look nice," I said not being able to force out the words "incredibly hot."

"Thanks, you look amazing," damn her. Needing to top me in the compliment category and she goes and makes me blush. Again. I should just wear a paper bag over my head. It'll save me from people thinking I'm drunk all the time or that I'm about to have a heart attack. I swear my blush is now almost a permanent fixture. But I guess I don't mind so much when Ashley is the one making me blush. We walked around coming up to Chelsea's latest painting that her teacher wanted her to submit.

"Wow," breathed Ashley, "it's really such a beautiful piece."

"Yeah." She turned to face me, "You're beautiful too," she said taking a step closer and I didn't back away. She cupped my cheek with one of her hands, before suddenly looking around quickly.

"What?" I asked genuinely confused.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure nothing would mess this up again," she replied smirking before leaning in slightly and brushing her lips against mine. I felt my chest swell until I figured it would burst and I threw my arms around her deepening the kiss. Ashley stepped back but not so much that we weren't touching.

"Well that was fun," she said laughing, "As much as I would like to continue that, I don't really think an audience is the best thing." Ok so I may have gotten a little bit overexcited at the kiss. But I've been waiting for a while now. And it was amazing. I swear I'm seeing stars. I just nodded at Ashley who smiled and then we walked off to look at more displays for the night.