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AN: So I really wanted this updated last week, but with my birthday, preseason and school starting it got to be too hectic. I combined to chapters in one though, to give you guys a longer update...hopefully this makes up for the wait.

My friend recently found out about this account and read all my stories, having never seen the show before. Her reviews made me laugh but in one she called Spencer and Ashley like Max and Fang from Maximum Ride. Which is a huge compliment from her...because she's a teeny bit obsessed. If you have read Maximum Ride I suggest you check out her story "Not for Forever" by purpl3go0s3.

Please Review! It makes me want to keep writing!

Chapter 16

I walked into English on Monday, not really knowing what to expect. For the rest of the weekend I couldn't help but think of Ashley. How could I make it up to her? Did she forgive me already? Probably not. But Kyla did say that she didn't hate me, right?

But did I break her heart? Okay, so we may not be in love but there was some definite likeage going on there. Ashley and I just clicked. We had only known each other for a few weeks but it still felt like so much longer.

I sat down next to her in our usual seats. For the first time in a week she turned to me with me initiating a conversation.

"Okay so I'm thinking we'll split the task of presenting. I can read the story and you can expand on the themes at the end," she said leaning towards me from her seat in the desk. I was taken by surprise from how close we were. I mean true, she was sitting at the desk next to mine and only leaning in to talk to me but that was the most she said to me in a week and I was taking it in. Her scent washed over me and I could smell the fruity deliciousness of her shampoo.

"Spencer?" she asked, when I didn't respond.

"Yeah sounds good," I responded with a smile, which she returned, making my heart leap in all directions.

"Spencer? Ashley? Are you ready to present?" our teacher asked. We nodded and stood to walk to the front of the room.

"Spencer and I decided to write a short story about forbidden love," Ashley said, "It's called A Soul's Desire." As she began talking about Jolie's first attraction to Alexis, I couldn't help but think of our meeting. I looked into the wave of classmates as they listened to Ashley, they all seemed intrigued but also surprised, like no one had anticipated our story taking the direction it did. Ashley began to describe the fear Jolie felt from her growing relationship with Alex and from was people thought of them together and I felt strangely weirded out from the similarities to my own relationship with Ashley. I found myself looking at her profile as she read to the class. Did she see the connections to us as well?

I watched her lips, as they moved, no longer listening to the story because I knew how it ended. Alexis' family ended up moving without them having reconciled. I didn't want that to happen with my relationship. If I sound strangely paranoid, you should try hearing a story that strangely parallels your life at the moment; especially if you helped write it and didn't see the similarities at the time. I won't let that become our ending.

I realized I was still staring at her when she finished, because she turned and made eye contact with me telling me to start presenting. I cleared my throat and started, "Right, well as you can see the theme of forbidden love is strongly represented in our story. First off, there is the most obvious example of the relationship between the two girls. Not uncommon in society, but also it is not considered a norm in our society. Then there is the view's of Jolie's family and friends," not unlike my own family, "she accepts their views as her own and leaves her relationship with Alex, to please others."

Oh crap. That's kind of what I did isn't it? My mother got to me and I gave up a relationship with Ashley. Something that made me feel really happy and loved.

"Well," I mumbled.

"What was that Spencer?" Ms. Jones asked. How could I care that much about people's opinion of me? I didn't answer her but I turned to look at Ashley who was staring at me with her eyes scrunched up in confusion at my abrupt halt to our presentation.

"Screw this," I said and grabbed Ashley pulling her into a kiss. My hands wrapped into her hair and she seemed frozen for a moment, as I kissed her. In the back of my min I acknowledged the gasps of a few classmates but I didn't care. I'm pretty sure I heard the distinct nasally voice of Sherry cough "dykes" but I didn't care. I pulled away from her and she seemed slightly dazed.

"Well…that was…thank you girls. You may take a seat," Ms Jones stuttered out.

We walked back to our seats with all eyes on us. There was a moment before chatters erupted through the class about what had just happened. I sat down just wishing I could talk to Ashley. I attempted to focus on Ms. Jones as she got the attention of the class again, but I couldn't. I had just kissed Ashley again. After a week of not speaking, I kissed her and I want to know what she's thinking.

A piece of paper landed on my desk and I looked down at the neatly folded piece of notebook paper. I unfolded it and read the message in neat, scribbled handwriting.

What was that?

That would be a kiss.

I know but why? I looked over at her and she didn't look angry just confused. I wrote out my message and handed it back to her.

Because I couldn't help myself. Ash, I'm sorry. It was the simplest thing I could say, but I didn't know how to say it any better.

Me too. I looked over at her and she was giving me an award winning smiling and I just couldn't help but smile back.

For the rest of class I fidgeted in my seat waiting for the bell to ring, so I could actually talk to Ashley. When the bell finally did ring we got up and walked to the door of the classroom, two of the last people to leave. Not saying anything Ashley took my hand and laced our fingers as we walked down the hallway. She walked me to my next class and we passed Chelsea and Sean, who smiled at us. We also passed Kyla who laughed at our linked hands and gave me a smile and a thumb up. I blushed and looked away. We came to my class and Ashley squeezed my hand before letting go.

"Want to meet for lunch? We can talk," she said. I nodded. Lunch would be good, just to put everything behind us and start over. There was a moment where we stood there and she looked around, almost like our first date. I smiled and leaned in to give her a quick kiss, which she returned. I already kissed her in front of our English class, it's not like I'm hiding anymore.

"Oh yay, the lonely dykes are back together. Now we don't have to worry about them hitting on us," came a voice next to us. Great Sherry. Again.

"Sorry to disappoint Sherry, but I don't go for dumb sluts. Especially when I hear they give out rashes to the entire basketball team," I replied without thinking. She stared at me in disbelief and the stormed off, with her followers stifling laughs.

I turned to Ashley and she was staring at me dumbfounded.

"What?" I asked innocently. She burst out laughing and said "I'll see you for lunch Spence."

At lunch we just talked about how I was scared and how Ashley was sorry for not understanding. But she really had no reason to be. Anyway that's behind us now and it's back to normal.

"Want to come inside and hang?" I asked as she pulled in my driveway having driven me home after school. She nodded and we went up to my room. Of course I had other ideas, rather than just hanging out, because well we just made up and I'm allowed to indulge in everything Ashley.

I sat on my bed after turning on my radio and Ashley joined me.

"I missed you," I whispered into her neck placing light kisses there. I heard her moan in the back of her throat and I positioned myself closer to her. I swung my legs over hers so I was straddling her and attacked her mouth. She fell backwards on my bed and I felt her hands go under the back of my shirt stroking my skin and sending shivers up my spine. Her tongue swiped across my lips and I granted her access moaning as she lightly bit my bottom lip.

I moved my hand to cup her breast and she arched into me. I dragged slow kisses down her jaw line and her neck sucking on her pulse point creating moans of pleasure from her. I moaned as Ashley position her leg between mine and added pressure, increasing my arousal.

We were so wrapped up in each other we never heard the door to my bedroom open, until my mother's voice pierced the air.

"Spencer what is going on here?" she asked with venom as Ashley and I flew apart. She stared at us and we stared back, the atmosphere in the room thick.

"Get out," my Mother, said staring at Ashley.

"Mom…" my voice cracked. She turned and glared at me telling me to "be quiet." Ashley stood cautiously and grabbed her bag from the floor. Apparently this was taking to long for my mom's liking because she strode into the room and grabbed Ashley, yanking her towards the door.

"MOM!" I said rushing to follow them as she led Ashley down the stairs, "Mom! Stop!" I said.

"It's fine Spence," Ashley said and my Mom shoved her out the front door.

"Stay away from my daughter," she said before slamming the door in Ashley's face. I stood there shocked. How could she do this to her? Right after I made up with her too? She's going to think I'm an insane problem person that has trouble always following her.

"I don't know what that was Spence, but you are not seeing that girl again," she said venomously.

"But," I protested.

"No. You're grounded. No phone, no computer, no television. I will drive you to and from school. You will not be see her again, do you hear me?" she said her voice rising slightly.

"Mom, just stop for a minute," I tried again

"NO! Do not tell me to stop! Go upstairs and do your homework. We won't speak of this again, and that's final," she said befor storming into the kitchen. I felt anger pulsate inside me as I ran up the stairs and slammed my bedroom door shut, tears streaming down my face silently as I curled up on my bed next to my pillow.