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AN: So I was very inspired to write again. And I had the beginning of this chapter for like 3 days but I had trouble ending it. Also I had a dream I met Bridget McManus, It was great...and then I woke up. Review please!!!

Chapter 12

I hopped out of my brother's car and watched as he walked over to the stairs, where Kyla was waiting. He gave her a peck on the lips and laced their fingers together heading to class. I smiled as I watched them walk ahead of me. Even though I didn't know Kyla all that well, I could tell when we were all together that she was good for Glen. As I watched them I couldn't help but feel a slight pang of jealousy. As I watched them I knew I wanted something like that. And I knew I had to see if going after Ashley might give me something like that.

I walked towards my locker and I felt someone fall into step next to me. I grinned as I turned and saw her brunette curls bouncing as she walked next to me.

"Hey," she said leaning against the lockers as I entered my combination.

"Hey," I said opening my locker.

"So how did your date go?" she asked blandly, almost bitterly. I laughed at her scowl.

"It wasn't a date and it went pretty well," I said.

"Well did she pay?" Ashley asked. She was cute when jealous, and very bad at hiding it.

"Nope…but she did kiss me," I said. I had to just get that out there, so it wasn't like I was hiding anything. I didn't want that kiss to blow up in my face later. I couldn't help but laugh at Ashley's face. It was priceless. I thought her eyes were going to bug out.

"What!" she yelled gaining a few stares.

"Yeah well…you seem jealous?" I quirked an eyebrow and she looked at me questioningly.

"Maybe," she answered giving me a thousand watt smile. We stood like that for a few seconds, just looking and smiling at each other, before being interrupted.

"Well if it isn't the lonely lesbian," came Sherry's voice as I turned and looked at her sneering at Ashley.

"Shut up Sherry," I said. Honestly, the girl thinks she's the coolest thing since sliced bread. And I can't believe I just said that, I'm turning into my mother. What can she do? She can move in rhythm to a song and wave her arms around like it's a real talent. It's not all that great of a skill. I can snipe people in a dark room with a laser. That's a much better skill and way more useful.

"What are you her protector?" she asked. One of her little minion clones behind her spoke up, "Maybe it's her girlfriend." I almost cringed at her squeaky, high-pitched voice. Apparently it hurt Ashley too because she actually took a step back. Sherry looked as if Christmas had come early as she looked back and forth between Ashley and me. She busted out laughing and walked away. I stared in confusion after them before turning to Ashley who had the same look on her face. We made eye contact and busted out laughing before heading to class.

I walked into the cafeteria and saw everyone sitting at our table. I sat down next to Ashley, making sure that our legs were touching and she looked up at me in surprise. I ignored it and just kept my leg there but I couldn't ignore the smirk that appeared on her face before she turned back to the conversation. For a couple minutes I sat there listening to my friends talk before I felt a hand on my knee gently drawing patterns on my leg.

"So do you want to hang out tonight?" I asked her quietly as she turned to me. She smiled, "Sure, where do you want to go?"

"A movie?" I suggested and she nodded and smiled.

The rest of the day I went through my classes with a giddy smile on my face. I probably looked like an idiot but I didn't really care. When I got home I rushed upstairs. It may not be an official date but I wanted to look good. I settled on dressy casual, in a thigh length skirt and a casual t-shirt. I had my hair down and curled lying on my shoulders.

I ran down the stairs when I heard the doorbell rang and threw the door open. Ashley looked so good in her skinny jeans and casual t-shirt. Her hair was straightened and all I wanted to do was run my hands through it.

"You ready?" she asked. I nodded and grabbed her hand and walked to her car. The ride to the movie theater was casual and fun. There weren't any awkward silences, but I don't think silence would've been awkward anyway.

I couldn't really tell you what movie we were watching, when we showed up I found out Ashley had pre-ordered tickets. I was angry that she wouldn't let me pay so I bought her a soda. But the real problem here is the fact I can't concentrate on the movie because about five minutes in she took a hold of my hand. I was holding hands with Ashley in a movie theater. The only thing I was focusing on was the fact that my heart was beating ferociously in my chest and that I really, really hoped my palms weren't sweaty. How awkward would that be? But since she hasn't let go yet, I'm guessing their fine.

Her hands are so soft. And her thumb started to move in circles on my hand causing tingles on my skin. Can you really blame me for only paying attention to her, instead of the movie?

"So did you mind that I picked the movie? I just wanted to treat you," she said shyly as she drove me home.

"Not at all," I said smiling.

"So what did you think?" she asked. Huh?

"What?" I asked.

"About the movie?" she laughed. Her voice was beautiful, and for a second I forgot again that she asked me a question.

"Oh…" It probably would've helped if I had watched the movie, "It was good." There just settle with a general adjective.

"Mhm," she said chuckling as she pulled into my driveway. I was slightly disappointed tonight had to end, I was having a great time with Ashley on our pseudo-date. She walked me to my door, and for a moment we stood there in silence. She shifted from foot to foot before saying, "Well, I guess I'll see you later." Seriously, I have to do everything don't I?

"Ash," I said grabbing her wrist. She turned to look at me questioning and I simply pulled her into a kiss. I felt her hands find there way into my hair and I smiled into the kiss. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet. We pulled apart slowly and she grinned slowly at me.

"Night Spencer," she said before walking to her car. I went to bed with a smile that night that didn't go away, even as I slept.