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Chapter 6: Spencer's POV

My alarm jerked me out of my sleep. I quickly rolled out of bed and changed into shorts and my lacrosse jacket. This week has been a rough one. States were today along with the first day of finals. I haven't talked to Ashley since I drove her home last week. I tried to talk to her at school, but Emily has clung to her giving me dirty looks.

"Hey mom," I said walking into the kitchen.

"Hey honey," my mom said handing me my lunch, "we'll be there for your game tonight."

"Awesome," I said grabbing my bags and heading out to the car before giving my mother a quick hug goodbye. I glanced over at Ashley's driveway. She was walking out to her car; she was wearing a similar outfit to mine. When she looked over I waved and gave her a smile. She gave me a weak smile before getting in her car and leaving.

When I got to school, I parked next to Ashley. I looked around to see if I could find her, but she was nowhere to be found.

"Hey," I heard Carmen's voice from behind me.

"Hey," I responded.

"So are you ready for today?" she asked. I know that wasn't talking about the game. She was talking about how to get Ashley out of my way.

"I don't know Carmen," I said trying to avoid her question.

"Spencer…you promised me," she said sternly.

"I know I did Carmen, but she's been through enough. Can't we just forget about it," I whined.

"Spencer, now's your golden chance. From what I've heard Davies hasn't recovered from the last game. Now's your chance, all you need is to give her a little push."

"Carmen, you're telling me to give Ashley Davies a little push! You're telling me to risk my lacrosse career for your stupid little plan!"

"Yes! If you don't I'll do it myself!"

I walked as Carmen stormed off. God, she is so frustrating. I grabbed my bags and headed into the building, but I was stop by…Emily.

"I don't know what's going on between you and Carmen, but if you hurt Ashley, even lay a finger on her, you will regret it!" she said angrily. She must have watched us. I was a little taken a back from Emily's tone; she was always the shy, nice one.

I shoved passed her and headed to my locker. I barely show Ashley during the day, except for during passing time and in Physics class, but even then she wouldn't talk to me. Somehow I felt alone. More alone than I have ever felt in my entire life. Ashley made me feel complete somehow, and now I've realized how empty I am without her.

The bell rang signaling the end of the day. Ashley was the first one to turn in her final before leaving. Damn it. I quickly finished the rest of my test before rushing after her, but when I got to the hallway she had vanished into the swarm of people. This day couldn't get any worse.

I trudge to my locker and grab my stuff before heading to the locker room. My world was turning upside down. Everything was so damn confusing at the moment. Ashley wasn't talking for reason I don't even know about, Carmen is going to take manners into her own hands if I don't do anything, and Emily is threatening to beat me if I lay one finger on Ashley.

"I know that look," I heard Clay say. I turned around and see him leaning against the bus waiting for the rest of the player to come. "What's going on?"

"I've just been having a rough week with finals," I said half lying.

"Are you sure that's it?" he asked. He always knew if I was holding something back. And he always knew when I was lying.

"It's Carmen," I let slip through my lips, "and me."

"What do you mean? She's not pressuring you into anything, is she?" he asked somewhat concerned.

"Sort of, but it was both of our decision, but I realized that it was stupid one and now I don't think that I can get out of it," I tried to say cohesive.

"What do you mean decision?"

"It was out idea to get rid of Da-" Before I could finish the rest of the team interrupted. Clay gave me a concerned look before turning to deal with the team. It felt Carmen's eyes glaring into the back of my skull. I shook the thoughts that she was placing in my brain.

I managed to get a sit with Kyla. Thank god, I don't have to sit next to Carmen. I don't think I could take it. Ashley was sitting a few seats in front of me; she was writing something on a piece of paper. I noticed that she phone was lying in the space next her. I quickly pulled out my phone and send her a text.

Spencer: Can we talk?

I watch as she picked up her phone and read the message. But to my dismay she threw her phone into her bag and continued to write. I let out a frustrating sigh, all my efforts to talk to her had failed. I closed my eyes and tried to think about how everything was going to play out.

We pulled up to the fields about an hour later. We headed to the locker rooms that they had provided for us. Clay got up and made a speech about how great this season was and how we are going to miss the few seniors on our team, and that we wish Ashley and I good luck at All-Stars. I glanced over at Ashley again but she was talking to Emily.

The rest of the team filed out onto the field, but I stayed back noticing that Ashley was not among them. I found her sitting on one of the bench staring at the red metal locker. My hand reached out to touch her, but the minute it made contact her finch and backed away from me.

"Ashley," I said saddened, "can we talk?"

"I don't want to talk to you Spencer," she said sitting back down. Her back faced me.

"Why? What have I done to make you hate me?"

"I don't hate you Spencer," she sighed out.

"Then why won't you talk to me!" I said angrily. I watched as she got up and turned to face me. She bent down and grabbed her stick and mask and started to head toward the field. I managed to grab her before she could get to the door.

"Ashley! Please talk to me," I pleaded with her.

"Hit me…" she said, "it want you want right? You want to 'take me out' and if you don't Carmen's going to do it for you. So…hit me…" I dropped my mouth at what she was saying. She knew. She must have overheard the conversation Carmen and I had last week.

"I-I…" I stammered trying to find the right words.

"I'd rather you hit me that Carmen," she said. Her eyes had saddened and there was miserable sense about her appearance. She looked frail; she didn't look like the strong Ashley I had seen last week.

"Ashley, I'm not going to hit you," I managed to get out, "I've realized that I can't."

"If I take one more hit from Carmen," she whispered, "I'm done for."

"I'm not going to let Carmen hurt you," I said pulling her helpless frame into my arms. Ashley's shoulders started to tremble and I could tell that she was crying. I pulled away from her and looked at her. There were tears streaming from her face.

"It's going to be okay Ashley," I said brushing the tears away from her face.

"Spencer…" she shuttered out searching my eyes for hope. I tried to give her all the hope that I could possess. What I did next, Carmen would never forgive me. I pulled Ashley closer to me; our faces were inches away from each other's. I felt her warm breath on my lips and I couldn't resist. I closed the gap between us, gently capturing Ashley's lips in a passionate kiss. Her lips were so soft and gently against mine. I didn't want the kiss to end, and before I knew it she was kissing me back.

Dana's POV

I sat down next to Jess as we watched the players run onto the field. Noah sat on my lap playing with my hair. I saw Emily taking her place on the field and gave her a little wave. I scanned the field and recognized most of the players, but I didn't see Ashley or Spencer anywhere.

"Nowh," I heard a familiar voice shout. I turned around and saw Sid running towards up pulling, I presume, his mother behind me.

"Sid," Noah said getting off my lap and pointing to the seats next to us."

"Do you mind?" the older woman asked.

"No at all," I said motioning her to take the empty seats.

"You're…Ashley's mom, right?" she nodded and tried to get Sid to sit still for two seconds. I watched her as she scanned the field for Ashley. Clay had wandered into the locker room a few minutes ago.

"I'm Dana. Emily's mother," I said pointing out Emily to her.

"Christine," she responded.

"So Ashley tells me you guys are from California," I said trying to waste some time.

"Yeah moved here a few month ago," she said. Her eyes brighten when she saw Ashley and Spencer following Clay out onto the field.

"What made you decide to move from a gorgeous place like California to a small down in Ohio?" It seemed odd that a family would just decide to up and move to a place known to most to a place known to a few, unless you were trying to get away from something or someone.

"The other place had too many bad memories to stay there anymore. We needed a new change of scenery."

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"No it's alright. A close friend of Ashley's passed away in a car accident, and it was really hard on her. Things just started falling apart for her, so we moved. But, she seems to be doing better now. She's made amazing friends, and she got back into lacrosse. Things are starting to look up."

Spencer's POV

I felt Ashley push me up against the wall before attacking my lips again. I let out a soft moan and felt her smile into the kiss.

"Spencer?" I heard my brother's voice coming from the hallway. Ashley and I quickly separated. The door opened and Clay was standing there worried.

"The game is about to start soon," he said motioning to Ashley. I watched her gather her things and head toward the fields. She turned around and gave me a small smile before leaving. I grabbed my stick and facemask and headed towards Clay.

"Clay, I need you to do something for me," I said looking him straight in the eyes, "Keep Carmen off the field when Ashley's on."

"Spencer I can't keep her off the field if I don't have a reason to do so," he said walking me down the hallway.

"Please Clay. I don't want Ashley to get hurt," I pleaded with him.

"Get hurt? What are you talking about?"

"I was trying to tell you by the buses. I made a bad choice that I'm regretting every minute. I'm the reason Carmen takes every chance to beat down Ashley. And now if I don't do something Carmen is going to do a lot more damage than Ashley can take. Please keep Carmen off the field," I said stopping him and pleading with all the hope I had.

"Why Spencer? Why would you do something like that?"

"Because I'm dating Carmen and she's been manipulating me," I said hanging my head in shame. I felt his strong arms pull me into a tight hug.

"I'll do the best I can, but I can't make any promises," he said into my shoulder.

"Thank you Clay," I said composing myself before walking out onto the field to join the team.

I took my place next to Ashley. She was looked livelier.

"Keep you eyes open," I whispered into her ear, "I'll do my best." She gave a simple nod. I glanced towards Emily, who was following my every move. The referee blow her whistle and we all took our places. She dropped the ball and Ashley so skillful snatched it away and threw it toward me. I manage to catch the ball in mid –leap before tearing up the field. Ashley and I tossed the ball back and forth until I was close enough to the goal to easily score a point.

The whistle for halftime blew. Clay waved his arm for us to together around him.

"We're one one…we need to score some points this half. Ashley, when you can pass the ball to the outer edges; they don't cover well. Spencer, Emily, I want you to be on the outside waiting for Ashley. If it doesn't look like you're open, draw attention to yourself. Carmen, you'll be backing Ashley," Clay said. My eyes widened; he did the exact thing he said he wouldn't. He looked over at me before taking Carmen aside. From their conversation was able to make out 'Ashley', 'out of the game', 'off the team', and 'forever.' My guess was that he just gave her the lecture that if she laid one finger on Ashley, she would be out of the game and of the team and would not be able to return for senior year. I grabbed Emily as she was passing me.

"Emily," I said pulling her aside. She just looked at me; it was more of a glare really.

"What do you want Spencer," she said.

"I don't know how much you know or even what you know, but I'm sorry."

"So no hurting Ashley," she said questioningly.

"I wouldn't lay one finger on her, but I'm not sure about Carmen, and I'm on the outside. I can't protect her if anything happens," I told her honestly.

"Carmen…you're dating that freak," she said laughing, before getting serious, "I'll make sure that Carmen doesn't get to Ashley. You just focus on getting the ball okay?" she said holding out her hand as act of apology accepted. I gratefully took it.

We lined up on the field. The referee blew her whistle and dropped the ball. Just as the Clay had predicted the other team didn't guard the outside lines very well and Emily and I were able to slip through them pretty easily and score a few points. After a while the team figure out what we were going, but was too late in the game to make a comeback. Carmen didn't end up beating the crap out of Ashley. She did manage to get a few stick hits in, before Emily went roaring up to her bashed her over the head with her pocket, but made it look like a complete accident. We ended up winning 5-2. It was an undefeated season for the King High Knights; the first undefeated season in the last eight years. It was all because of Ashley.

"Clay," I called out to him as we got off the bus," I wanted to say thanks for earlier. I should have said something early or not have gone through with it. It was a huge mistake; I'm such a bad person. I just wanted to say thank you for helping me."

"Spencer, you know I'd do anything for you. Yes, it was an awful idea and I can't believe that you would ever think of doing something like that, but we all make bad decisions in our lives. But you realized that it was wrong, so that count for something. You're a good person Spencer, don't doubt yourself." I engulfed him in a hug. Clay had always been there for me. He was the one who backed my up when I came out to my parents a few years ago. They kicked me out, so I went and stayed with him for a while before they realized that they had made a huge mistake. He was the one who had a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen.

"Ashley," I said following her to her car. She turned around to face me.

"Spencer," she said putting her bag in the car.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, and if there is anyone to blame, it's me," I said leaning up against my face to face her.

"It's okay. We all make bad choices. I've made a few myself. We're all flawed somehow," she said coming closer to me.

"But you're perfect," I said turning so that we were face to face.

"I'm more flawed that anyone," she said looking up at the sky.

"How could you be flawed," I said pointing at her. It's true how could she be flawed.

"There's a lot you don't know about me Spencer," she said pushing herself off the car.

"I want to know. I want to know all about you," I said pulling her closer to me again.

"Maybe some other time," she said pulling away. I watched her get into her car and drive away.