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Ashley's POV
Spencer was cuddled into my arms when I woke up. Her naked body on mine. It flashed 4 in the morning and I kissed her forehead. Spencer stirred slightly her blue eyes piercing mine. Er hello gorgeous. I felt her smile on my neck my chin and my mouth. I giggled feeling her lips tickle on my skin. She flipped her body on top of mine straddling my waist.
"God. You're so beautiful." Spencer muttered kissing my nose.
"I almost believed that." I said feeling my throat itch to the first morning words.
Spencer slugged my arms.
"You should believe me Ash, you're so gorgeous." She smiled.
"You just want to get in my pants." I muttered turning my face away.
"That's soo true. How'd you know?" Spencer asked winking at me.
"I just have that look." I said smiling up at her.
"Oh. I bet." Spencer said before moving off of me. I grabbed her waist and pulled her head down on my chest.
"Why are you so perfect?" I asked into her ear.
"Oh. Please if I can't complement you. You can't me." Spencer slid her shoulder underneath my torso comfortably. I felt her entangle her legs in mine. We lay there in until the sun began to crack through the window and I felt Spencer fall asleep again. I smiled at how perfect this moment felt. I never thought someone could make me so crazy yet stable at the same time. It's something.. I just don't know what to call it. It's nothing short of incredible. The clock struck 6 and I muttered hoping our time wouldn't end but it had too. I rolled over facing Spencer and kissed her face softly waking her up.
"No." She pouted making me chuckle.
"Spencey wake up." I whispered into her mouth before catching it into mine.
She found my lip in her mouth and nippled on it making me lean into her. She dug her nails into my back.
"No Spencer. We have school." I said pulling away from the heat.
"I wasn't doing anything." She said innocently.
"You are such a horn dog. You tell lies you were trying to get into my pants.. Again!" I said flabbergasted.
"Oh really..In order for me to get in your pants you'd have to be wearing them." Spencer said kneeing my core making me arch. Spencer began to move ontop of me kissing my chest taking my nipples in her teeth slowly pulling watching me twitch in anticipation. When she released both she bit her lower lip making me grab her face and bringing it into mine. I slid my hands down her back cupping her oh so soft buttocks to feel her pull away.
"No Ashley we have school." Spencer teased before peaking my mouth and leaving me wanting her in her bed stunned.
"That's not nice." was all I could form after she got out of the shower. She smirked and pointed telling me my next destination. After my short hot shower and by hot I mean I let out some sexual frustrations, I walked into the kitchen to find Spencer reading the paper with a mug on her counter. Her black glasses are on the bridge of her nose. Holy shit. I stopped and looked at her.
"Why are you still in a towel Ashley?" she asked without looking up.
"I didn't bring clothes." I announced feeling small.
"Wear mine." Spencer said taking a sip barely looking over the top of her mug. She was teasing me two can play this game Miss. Carlin.
I walked into her room and pulled open her drawers ignoring her "teacher attire" and grapped a black pair of jeans. I took out a blue bra and shimmed it on. Spencer's boobs touched this. Giggle. I took out a white v neck and let it fall on my body. I've never wear Spencer wear any of this.
"Find anything you like?" She asked standing in the door frame.
"Uhh. Besides you no. But I settled." I smiled. Smooth. I got this.
"Awh. You looked surprised?" She asked.
"Yeah. You never. I mean I've never seen you in like normal clothes." I said looking at her black dress hang slightly off her curves. This was a little different but it was still professional. It was a long flowing like her legs.
"Are you saying teacher's don't dress normal?" She asked tilting her head.
"Yes! I mean no.. Well you guys look like your attending a funeral sometimes but there is no originality." I said shutting my mouth. Spencer just stood still.
"Would you like me to change?" She asked.
I felt my checks burn.
"I like you the way you are." I said trying to distract her as she roamed through her things. She grabbed a white laced shirt. She put it on making her breast more noticeable. She grabbed a black skirt hanging on her chair and let her dress fall exposing her toned stomach. Drool. Belly button. Ashley STOP STARING. Spencer painfully slow pulled up her skirt to her ribcase. The shirt showed off her butt and very well it did. The little adorable athletically perfect ass tight and proud popping saying hello. Then those long legs that just make you dream of being inbetween.
"Better?" She asked smirking.
"I..uh.." I muttered.
Well Spencer hung up her dress and placed a grey jacket around her shoulders to keep her shoulders hidden.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked trying to pull off the jacket. Spencer giggle slightly.
"We have a dress code." Spencer eyed my outfit before holding onto her shoulder putting on her high heels.
"So you should go to school and I'll text you in class. Okay?" Spencer said smiling kissing my check. I rolled my eyes and walked out of her condo. The sun was at an early rise as I started up my Porsche. I rolled down the windows and let down the top letting the early breeze catch my hair. I couldn't help but smile as I pulled into King Hell School. The school thing seemed twenty times better. I waved at Kyla and Chelsea as I walked up to them sitting on the cafeteria tables.
"Hey." I smiled slightly at them.
"Hey Ash. I was worried about you last night where'd you go?" She asked.
"I went to my girl's house. She said you guys talked on the phone?" I asked a little nervous.
"We did she said you were in the shower." Kyla studied my face.
"Yes. That is true." I said snapping my fingers awkwardly.
"What's her name?" Kyla asked.
"Her name?" I replied.
"Yes. That is what I asked." Kyla's smile began to creep on her face.
"That is for me to know." I said brushing back my barely damp hair out of my face.
"Oh. Come on." Kyla pestered.
"Good bye Kyla." I said walking to my locker.
I threw all my unnessary books in and grabbed my math book and headed to class. I began to scribble down the answers as I walked. Oompf.
"Sorry. I didn't see you.." My voice trailed off looking at Aiden.
"It's fine Ashley, I was just going to.." He said pointing to Madison towards the end of the hall.
"Oh. My ex best friend. Understandable." I snapped and kept walking.
"Ash. I am sorry.." His voice trailed as he went back to the Latin queen. Once I got to class I went to the back and suddenly paid attention. I wrote the notes down and answered a question no one else knew. The teacher looked just as surprised as I felt. This Spencer Carlin knowledge was kind of a turn on.
"Miss Davies?" Mr. Gasinburg stalled before I walked out.
I looked up at him with a questioning look.
"It was nice to hear you today." He said before going back to his desk.
I walked out of class without saying anything. I had had him in class for the last 3 years and we never talked. Weird. I walked into piano and popped my knuckles. There was always no one in this class. A lot of students took it as a blow off class then never showed. It made me laugh a little because I loved the silence. The teacher was either sleeping or watching movies on her laptop.
I played all the keys hearing the chords and smiled listening to the perfect tune. I wrestled out my lyric book and began to work on a melody. I hummed it silently as I wrote. It was going to sound beautiful. I got lost in the music to notice Miss. Kalo standing behind me.
"Ashley what is that?" She asked softly.
"Oh. It's something I'm working on." I admitted looking down.
"It sounds beautiful. When you are done let me hear the whole thing please and I won't bug you anymore." She smiled before weaving away from the electronic keys. I heard the bell ring and scurried to guitar. It was the same story as Piano no one showed.. ever. I kept writing this melody stuck in my head but added a guitar to it too. I had gained a small audience trying not to sing too loudly. No one seemed bugged but just observed my focus. I went to economy and we had a substitute. So we wrote vocabulary terms I would never use outside of this class. Lunch slowly rolled around and I eat pizza and sipped on a water ignoring all of Kyla's pushy questions about my secret girlfriend and found out Chelsea had a showing of her artwork this weekend. Maybe Spence would want to go. We could accidently run into another? She loves art! She's an expressionist… What the fuck does that mean. I jumped when the bell rang and tried not to look too happy walking into class.
"Hello Class." She greeted smiled widely. It made my skin crawl as we made instant connection. She paused for a second to inhale then looked the other way.
"Today we are going to be starting a romance unit." Some of the guys groaned some girls awed.
"Don't feel too bad. IT is from your mind so anything you write will be beautiful." Spencer intrupted the side chatter.
"I want all of you to creative a tragic love story. I know it doesn't sound chipper but I would love for all of you to demonstrate how love or lust can affect people differently and the difference between the two. In comparison to a tragic love story we could think of Shakespeare's tale of young Romeo and naïve Juliet. The forever remembered tale of the Montague and the Capulet. Two lovers never meant to be together. It had drama lust, fear, and violence. Demonstrate how you think of love." Spencer finished ranting.
The whole class was turned into her. She was so insightful into expression. She lacked judgment and was more interested in the opinion of the author and how they express themselves on paper more than the adjectives in the story. She paid attention to the details but never jumped over the obvious. She had an open head and fell clear through the air. She was completely and utterly gorgeous. It made me completely go blank. I could write some bullshit story of a puppy love and how it never worked out or I could write the life of a tragic person and how love saved them. I was going to write to Spencer about me. Only she would understand it because only she understood me. I smiled as I watched her begin to flip through my old lyric book on her desk. I left it there earlier in the week and she hasn't finished it yet. I think she is trying to figure me out without asking.
I felt a piece of paper sting my arm and looked down. It was a folded up note. I looked up at Spencer and looked back down as I unfolded it.
Why do you keep staring at Miss. Carlin? Do you think she is sexay or something?(;
Love your extremely straight sister,
Kyla.:X
I laughed a little to myself. Atleast she was getting back to norm al. Our relationship had been.. Rocky to say the least. It concerned me that we may never go back normal but then she has been really sweet lately. It was nice having my sister back. I'd lost everyone else. Chelsea has always been sweet to me. I hope she is nice friend to my sister. She seems like a good influence.
Yes. She is EXTREMELY SEXAAYY if you haven't noticed. I mean come on look at her.
Love your extremely gay sister,
Ellen. (;
Kyla giggled slightly trying hard not to be too loud. Spencer was still flipping through my pages and I was curious how far she had read. A lot of it was from Aiden and I's breakup or to my secret love affairs. The last three were about her..
Ow. I muttered feeling the paper again. She could just gain my attention another way.
I haven't but clearly you have. I don't think your secret girlfriend would like you foundling over your teacher. Miss. Carlin may have to have you removed from class.. Ash. Just be careful and not too pushy!
Love you extremely concerned sister,
The mother you tried to avoid.(:
I rolled my eyes at Kyla's over protective side. I had not missed it.
Me pushy? Never..! And she'd have to have me stay after class first before she removed anything(;
"Miss. Davies is that a story you're working on?" Spencer asked from over my shoulder.
"Not.. yet?" I asked looking up at her embarrassed. Spencer picked up the paper. She tried to compose her possure as her checks turned red and Kyla's mouth hung wide open. I know things with Spencer and I just started but.. I hope this doesn't rub her the wrong way. It was just sisterly observation…
Spencer picked up her pen and began writing on the paper making Kyla's eyes go wide as
Spencer set it down back on my desk walking towards the front of the room. My eyes wondered from her long legs.. to her ass to her. She just turned around and saw my gaze. She shook her head smiled then winked making my heart drop. And She thought what I was doing was inappropriate? I really don't think I can hold out on her no sex in the class room rule. I looked down at the paper and felt a smile go wide on my face.
I do think your 'secret' girlfriend would mind you not paying attention in class and having to stay after for you to stare at your totally 'SEXAAY' teacher, and for your information Ellen. Portia thinks you are very pushy.. It's why you may be single soon.
Take in consideration to your assignment,
Without removing anything.
An annoyed teacher(:
Kyla tried grabbing the paper but I slide in out of her grasps as she looked at my smile. Spencer looked up to us fighting over the note and rolled her eyes before giving us the get busy look. I winked back at her before she smiled at me before shaking her head once more. I felt the note ripped from my hands and Kyla unfolding the paper. I opened my notebook and began to write Spencer how I felt.
I felt Kyla hit my arm as she finished reading it. We both looked up and catch Spencer eyeing me. Her eyes were fixed on my legs slowly traveling up to my face. I felt a shiver go down my body watching Spencer's blue eyes turn hungry. I gluped deeply trying not to look up but it became more impossible as my hands began to shake in my lap. I wanted her. I wanted her now. Fuck it I'll drop out of high school get my GED and jump her bones. I'll do it. I can't sit here all year and have her look at me like that. It makes my skin crawl. Why am I so turned on by the thought of her. Kyla noticed our looks and cleared her throat to get my attention.
"Ash!" She whispered making everyone look back.
"What?!" I snapped back.
"Stop." She mouthed noticing Spencer going back to reading.
"Fine." I mouthed as I began to write. I was going to write the story of me from the past. It's my past broken life. It's my soul combined in love letters never sent. I loved the idea and became excited at the thought.
Dear Ex,
I never thought I'd be able to get over us but then I did.
Dear Mother,
I never thought I'd be without you but then you're never here.
Dear Best friend I thought I had,
I never thought I had flaws but then you pointed them out proudly.
Dear knife,
I never thought life stung but then you stabbed me.
Dear God,
I never believed in you but then you saved me.
Dear Lover,
I never thought I could be so affected by someone but then you touched me.
… 4 years later and I'm still living.
January 2, 1990
Dear Diary,
I haven't written to you in a while; however, my awareness has been absent yet I've thought of your presence. My mind was flooded by hatred and you wanted to take it away. I didn't want the aching to vanish. I wanted to feel it deep inside me. Four inches deep and repeatedly over oxygen saved me and so did the red lights. They questioned about me… They didn't assume the worst. They understood my agony and they existed. Diary people are real. Not those cold with eyes filled of blood and ghost stories but eyes of passion, eyes filled with oceans and something I've never seen before.. faith.
Forever yours,
Margret.
The bell rang and I shut my journal and felt Kyla's arm wrap in mine and pull me out into the hallway.
"What the hell?!" I screamed trying to grab the fumbling journals in my hands.
"What the fuck is going on?" She asked.
"What are you babbing about?" I asked.
"With Miss. Carlin! You were playing with her all class! You could get introuble for that. I understand she is gorgeous and clearly has a sense of humour but Ash! Bad idea do not persue. She would turn you down and you'd be heartbroken and humiliated." Kyla said looking into my eyes. I tried to fight the urge to argue but just shook my head.
"Ashley.. You haven't made a pass at her have you?" She asked curiously.
"No!" I shouted having others jump around us.
"Well, sorry for assuming your eyes sometimes tell a different story. That's all." Kyla said trying to look into my eyes.
"Whatever." I mumbled.
"Why won't you look at me?" She asked. Well it's because I don't want you to know I'm lying dumbass.
"Because I don't want to talk about it." I said before turning and walking into a man standing.
"Oh sorry sweet heart… Ashley! Hey!" Glen said looking down at me. I felt my heart began to pound.
"Glen hey.." My voice trailed off. I tried to make my voice loud enough to have Spencer save me but I didn't.
"What are you doing here? Bringing our girl some food?" He asked looking at the time. "I think it's her prep hour." Glen said looking for something in his pockets. He was wearing a green polo with a king high logo in the chest kakii pants and a black belt. Kyla looked up at Glen confused then back at me more confused. I don't feel like explaining this.
"Oh god. Hey Glen!" Spencer said scurring over to all of us tripping twice on air. She looked worried this made me nervous. She said he was fake staff. Why is he in the real staff area. We are doomed. Deny everything I have a right to a lawyer. Nothing happened. I will just say the new coach is on drugs. He is hallucinating.
"Hey Spence." Glen pulled her into a hug.
"Hey you.." She said with fake excitement.
"What are you doing here?" She asked turning to him.
"Oh. Just wanted to check on my favorite people." Glen smiled at both of us then winked at Kyla. Ew god please don't fall for this Carlin charm Kyla. It only takes one Davies and she barely counts.. Glen she's not worth it. She's crazy tell him Spence! She's pscyo.
" sweet." Spencer smiled trying to end conversation.
"So Ash.. Why are you here?" Glen looked back at Spence.
"I was just dropping by and talking to my sister.. Kyla. Kyla this is Glen." I said introducing the two.
"So she's the one you were talking about." Glen said pointing to Spencer.
"Mhm." Spencer nodded.
"So do you work here?" He asked Kyla.
Kyla laughed loudly.
"No I attend school here as a senior like.." Kyla pointed towards me.
"Like her good ol' big sister did." I said giving Kyla nugey. She shrieked making both Carlin's laugh.
"Oh. I'm Coach Carlin." Glen said sticking out his hand. "I just started working here." He announced proudly.
"Oh. You're the new coach.. So Carlin huh?" Kyla said looking between both of them.
"Yeah. I'm Spencey here's better half." Glen smiled.
"Oh. How long have you two been married?" Kyla asked plainly looking at me like in your face.
"OH that's not what I meant! I mean she's my twin." Glen laughed awkwardly.
"I'm sorry. I just thought." Kyla said blushing.
"All good." Glen flashed her another smile making Spencer and I make eye connection.
"Wait Glen. Oor. Coach Carlin. How do you know Ashley?" Kyla asked looking at all of us.
"Well. Kyla. Ashley here and Spencer were..." Glen began smiling widely.
"We were here the other night grading papers and he ran into Ashley and I leaving school." Spencer said smiling at her brother telling him to shut up.
"Oh. That's cool. Well I have to get going you two have fun! Bye Miss. Carlin and Ash we are not done talking. I have to be on time to class unlike other students." Kyla glared at me then waved to all of us and bolted in the other direction she has a pet peeve for being late to her classes. This left all three of us smiling awkwardly in the hallway.
"Why don't you two come inside my room." Spencer mentioned to the door.
We followed her and ducked inside as she shut the door. I exhaled deeply as Glen looked at us.
"Did I say something?" he asked as Spencer and I were staring at each other.
"Hey Miss. Carlin. I was curious if you would.. Oh, I didn't see you were busy with company." Chelsea popped her head in.
"It's fine Chelsea would you like something?" She asked sweetly.
"I was just going to ask if the romance piece was due next class?" She asked looking down.
"It will be due at the end of class. I forgot to mention that. Sorry. I was a little in my head. Can you tell the others I will send out a mass email to the student body." Spencer said rubbing her temples.
"Girl we all stress no big." Chelsea smiled at her easing Spencer's nerves.
"So Ash? What are you doing your piece on?" She said looking over at me.
"It's a past tense story its like from a different time period." I said not going into too much detail.
"That sounds interesting can I read it once you're done. I love your writing. Miss. Carlin have you read her stuff yet?" Chelsea asked looking at Spencer.
"Some. It's very amusing." Spencer said biting the corner of her mouth.
"Very, I'll see you and Kyla later Ash! I'm coming over thanks Miss. Carlin and it was nice meeting you…" Her gaze stopped as she looked at Glen.
Glen's eyes locked on Chelsea as they smiled at another. He stood up straighter and stuck out his chest.
"Glen Carlin. And yours?" He asked letting his blue eyes sparkle.
"Chelsea Lewis." She said ducking her head before exiting.
"Who was that?" He asked looking at me.
"My sister's best friend." I said not looking at Glen.
"What writing were you talking about?" He asked looking at us.
"The romance piece?" Spencer asked nervously.
"No. The amusing writing." He said looking at me.
"Some lyrics I wrote." I admitted.
"Well if it's amusing to baby sis here then keep on writing Ash." Glen smiled.
"Spencer writes too. You ever read her stuff?" Glen said looking at a red faced Spencer.
"Glen!" Spencer shouted.
"What? She didn't know you're a creative writing teacher that doesn't write come on." Glen interjected.
"I didn't know you wrote." I said. Glen laughed and shook his head.
"Sorry Spence. I thought she knew." Glen laughed before walking out leaving us alone. When the door shut I felt her gaze.
"Yeah. Spence. Let me read your stuff you get to read mine all the time." I teased.
"As long as I am your teacher you will never read my stuff Miss. Davies." Spencer teased walking towards me letting her eyes search me. She was an inch in front of me when I looked around the room and watched as she bit the corner of her mouth making my stomach drop.
"So remember how you said no sex in the classroom?" I asked. Spencer smirked and her eyes burrowed.
"Yes.." Her voice dropped.
"Does the supply closet count as your classroom?" I asked turning my head.