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Googoo4u: As requested, here's a long chaaaaaaappppptttttteeeerrr. Long enough for you? Sorry about that. I am so corny right now or the fact that I am extremely drunk ;)

Chapter 16

Spencer POV

I didn't dare to look back but I know by the sound of footsteps behind me, Aiden or Ashley went after us which made me walk away faster. I am fuming mad like a raging bull charging down as I recall our heated exchange in my mind. Her mocking voice echoes through my head making me aggressively bump people down the hall. A few unfortunate souls who give me a heated glare after I had pushed them against the wall and a poor messenger carrying some papers which I intentionally knock off his hands. I irately scream with all my might "I am walking here" or "Move bitches" as I randomly flip them off. I continue my frenzy march down the hall. I can't hold it anymore as I no longer hear footsteps following us, I stop and punch the wall. I hiss as I felt my hand ache. Stupid Ashley! Stupid Wall! Stupid stupid! Ahhh, stupid me! Why did I punch the wall? Now my hand hurts. I hold my hand closer to my body. Seeing I was hurt, Kyla immediately took my hand and examine it.

"What happened back there Spence?" She turns to me with worried and intrigue apparent in her eyes

"She pushed my buttons and I snapped" I give her an reassuring smile

Why did she have to say those things? Why did it bother me so much? Maybe because nobody talks like that against my Lily, that's why. We started to walk outside and sit on the curve.

"I texted Brooke that we are ready to leave" Kyla said "She said she will be out in a few minutes"

I simply nod as I cradle my sore hand which Kyla notices.

"Is your hand still hurting you? I can get some ice if you want?"

"No, it's fine" I run my other hand through my hair as I desperately tried to calm myself down. I'm not going to get mad over something like this. I have my Lily, who cheers me up in place of my Father. My kind Lily who always supports me, I'm not going to disappoint her by being affected with something so petty like this. I have her as she has me. I'm not going to be affected with what people are going to say about her. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turn and see Brooke holding an ice pack. She gives me a tender smile as if silently asking permission if she can tend to my hand. I give her an approving nod. I watch her as she sits down beside me and gently took my hand and place the ice pack on it. She cradles it gently stroking her thumb across my hand. I close my eyes to let myself soak in the tender moment we are having. Suddenly, I faintly hear humming like what my Dad usually do when I get hurt but when I open my eyes to look at her, the humming stopped. Maybe I was just imagining it. How would Brooke know how to comfort me? I shake my head in confusion. Then I realize how close our faces are and I immediately felt my face heat up. As if reading my mind or seeing how tense my body became, her eyes met mine we hold our gaze for a while. I couldn't hide the blush that crawls up from my hand towards my face when I admire how incredibly beautiful she is. Despite the fact I barely see her eyes behind her bangs and her black glasses. She still took my breath away. Okay Spencer I thought to myself don't ruin the moment and stop staring at her like the dork you are. Do not for the love of God look at her lips. My eyes study her perfect face and travel down her lips and I suddenly had the urge to kiss her. Oh God what did I tell you? You just looked like the dumbass you are drooling at her like that. I repeat do not look at her lips! Look at her hair instead. Oh I love how her straight hair is so shiny. I wonder how they feel when I stroke them while kissing her. Oh no no no now I look like a complete idiot looking at her like that again? This so fucking hopeless. I slap my head with my hand. I am so fucking hopeless.

"OW" Stupidly using my injured hand. I am officially the biggest dumbass around.

Oh I love Kyla for breaking the tension.

"Uhmmm, why do I always be in awkward moments with the two of you?"

Scratch that, I hate Kyla.

Brooke giggles "Let's go you two. I think you had too much excitement for one day" She shakes her head as if trying to convince herself of something. I got a glimpse of her again. Is she blushing? No of course not. Maybe she's just hot. Yea, that's it she is hot. I smile and blush again. Oh goddamn hormones. Gotta love being a teenager.

She helps me and Kyla up, keeping her head away from me. The drive home was uneventful unlike the day I had. I just want to go home and sleep this off.

Weeks have passed and I refuse to return to Ashley's studio despite Brooke's attempts. I spent the weekends mostly with Kyla.

I hate Mondays as much as I hate school. You know why? Cause it is another week of looking over your shoulder wondering what sick game the cheerbitches are scheming and I unfortunately found out what.

Once I open my locker, it's filled with garbage and my books and notes are torn and ruined. I can let it go and not make a big deal but Kyla is standing there. Looking between my locker and me, she shakes with anger.

"Who did this to Spencer's locker?" She screams in no one in particular "Tell me who?" Her hands flailing in the air

I hold her down to calm her, whispering "It's okay Kyla"

"No, Spence. It's not. I bet its Madison or one of her cheerbitches" She turns to me "Look at what they did. Everything's ruined"

I shrug and give her a small smile. "Don't worry about it, Ky" She lets it go, for now.

Thinking that the cheerbicthes are done with their game, I relaxed for the day. I was wrong yet again.

In lunch, Madison came up to me and knocks my tray off my hands. She walks away but turns and laughs at me. Good thing, Kyla wasn't with me. I simply walked away not letting her see it bothered me. I know Madison wants a reaction from me and I won't give her that pleasure. I can dish whatever Madison throws at me. I have a feeling that Madison is stepping her game up.

My next class is gym which I am personally dreading. Local Lesbian in the changing room, people automatically think I will randomly check them out. I'm gay not a pervert oh wait I am sorta kinda am but come on as if when you're straight you don't drool on half naked guys. Ugh, close-minded people, fucking double standards. Anyways, to avoid the topic, I usually wait for them to change or come early so I'll be alone. After gym which was kind of boring, I waited for everyone to finish when I decided to change. I open my locker but suddenly I found myself soaked from top to bottom. A pile of water strategically was sitting on top of my locker and when I opened it, it pours water on me. I look over at my locker, my bag and other outfit is also wet. I wave of panic filled me as I hastily search for my phone. Please let it be safe. I prayed. I shake my hand in fury as I desperately try to calm my nerves. I am relieved to see it unscathed. I grab it together with my soaked bag and storm out. You think this will bring me down. Well think again.

I ignore the stare and silent laughter I hear as I walk towards the parking lot. Squishy sounds fill every step I take. I clinch on my phone tighter, fighting the urge to send Lily a message. On the way, I was stopped by Madison and her crew of cheerbitches. I have no time or enough patience for this shit.

"Oh my what do we have here?" Madison vile voice hits me. "What is that in your hand, dyke?"

Madison pointed at my phone and snapped her finger signalling her crew to hold me as she takes my phone off of my hand. Two cheerbitches hold me down on both side of my body. I frantically struggle their hold on me, making them sink their fingers harder.

I start to cry, hot tears stream down my cheeks.

"Ha-ha she's crying" said the cheerbitch on my right. Everyone starts to laugh.

Madison flipped my phone open "Let me check what's in here" a beep indicating I have a new message sounded "Oh there's a new message"

My eyes are focus only on Madison as she reads the message I have. Fearing it's from Lily "Don't read it. Please give it back! That phone is really important" I plead to her.

"You guys" A raspy voice came from behind us "What do you think you're doing with my servant girl?"

Various gasp and shriek suddenly surrounded us. We all turn to see who is behind us and my jaw drop to see no other than Ashley Davies standing proudly before us. The two cheerbitches immediately drop their hands off of my arms and stepped backwards, looking over to Madison for instructions.

I turn to Madison who is standing still, staring at the message on my phone. Her hands shaking.

I wipe away the tears evident on my cheeks. "Um, Madison my phone" my voice slightly cracked.

"Well, you heard her. Return it. NOW" Ashley step closer to Madison. I watch as Madison stares down on my phone once again to read something off of it contemplating on what to do "Hey head bimbo, I'm sure you get it, right?" Ashley glares down at Madison. I look between them confused on what was happening. "I-I'll return it to her" Madison stutters as bullet size sweat trails down on her face. "I'm sorry" She hands me my phone and walks away her cheerbitches follow on her wake.

Still confused on what happened all I can do is clinch my precious phone close to my chest "Thank you" was all I can say to my unexpected hero.

Ashley's POV

It's been weeks since the incident with Spencer happened. Believe it or not, I've missed her. I know I've only met her a few times but I do miss her. Sure I get to text her everyday being Lily but I feel this void, this longing feeling that I need to fill. Now here I am sitting in my car waiting for her to finish school just to get a glance of her. I see her walking out of the gym soaking wet. I get the urge to get up and run to her, wrap my arms around to protect her and tell her everything's going to be okay. I grip my hand harder on the steering wheel fighting my growing fury. I see a bunch of cheerleaders surround her and grab her. The one at front who I am assuming is the head cheerleader took her phone. I see Spencer crying. With that sight, I throw all logical thought I ever had and jump out my car. Screw the consequences! As I drew nearer, I thought came to me and I flipped my phone and sent a message to Spencer. I see the cheerleaders mock and laugh at Spencer as my message finally reached her phone. I hear Spencer pleading "Don't read it. Please give it back! That phone is really important" my heart melted but my fury increasing more.

"You guys, what do you think you're doing with my servant girl?" I fight the urge to punch them for making my Spencer cry. I hear people gasp and scream once they saw who I am. These bimbo bitches better move away before I lose what little control I have left which they eventually did. I hear Spencer said "Um, Madison my phone" So head bimbo's name is Madison. "Well, you heard her. Return it. NOW" I move closer to her. Once I was closer I can see the message I sent to her.

To the head bimbo,

You know who I am, right? Do not lay a finger on Spencer Carlin every again.

Return the phone after erasing this message.

I stare down at her "Hey head bimbo, I'm sure you get it, right?"

"I-I'll return it to her" Good girl now leave before I lose it. "I'm sorry" I watch her go and I turn to Spencer again. I see her cradle her phone and utters a small thank you.

I took off the sweater I'm wearing and place it on Spencer's head.

"What is that? They're bullying you?" I said "Hey what's wrong? Are you still crying?"

I step closer to her. She continues to cry but explained "No, it's just a lot had happened and I'm feeling weak" She sobs "I'm fine now. Thanks again"

I tenderly watch her cry. All I wanted is to wrap my arms and let her cry on my shoulders but instead I let my mouth run away from me.

"If you're going to get hurt to the point of crying, ask someone for help not keeping it all to yourself. what's-her-name is always helping you, right? Does she know your situation?"

"No, she doesn't. I didn't tell her" She sniffles and wipes away her tears.

"I see. The truth is, you don't trust Lily or is it that you think you can help yourself, you good hard-working servant girl?" Her body tensed up as she turns to me smiling.

"That's not it. I just don't want to take her for granted. The kindness of that person who helps me"

I am stunned as I stand still surprised at her words. I watch as she turns and walks away from me yet again.