Hello readers! Sorry its been a while, but here is the next chapter, I hope you all enjoy, tell me what you think.

I felt something stir next to me. My eyes shot open and I turned to see who was next to me. I relaxed when I noticed that my blonde beauty lying next to me. Spencer was still fast asleep. My eyes scanned around the room, they stopped when I noticed the notebook that Spencer always writes in laying in her desk. I was so tempted to get up and go read the book, but I pushed my impulses away. Spencer stirred next to me, before opening her eyes. Her blue ocean eyes were so soothing to look at.

"Morning," she said snuggling into me, "you didn't leave."

"I would never leave," I said wrapping an arm around Spencer.

We laid there for what felt like forever. I wish that it had been forever. It felt perfect being able to hold her and lie down next to her. To love and be loved is something that I haven't felt in a while.

"We should probably get ready for school," Spencer said slowly getting up. I groaned, because one I didn't want her to get up and two I didn't want to go to school. I glanced over at her clock. It was six o'clock in the morning. I reluctantly pulled myself out of her bed and grabbed my things.

"So I guess I'll see you at school," I said heading towards the door.

"And practice," she said before giving me a quick kiss on the lips.

I walked out of the Carlin's and headed towards mine. Thank god my mom was doing an all night shift or else she would have interrogated me asking me why I didn't come home. Sid was still sleeping when I walked upstairs. At least I don't have to drive him in the mornings; he gets to take the nice gross bus.

I quickly hopped into the shower and washed myself down. I changed into a new pair of clothes and gather my lacrosse equipment before heading downstairs. Sid was in the living room watching his usually TV shows.

"Hey Ashley," he said from the coach. I stopped; he actually said my name without messing it up. My little brother is growing up.

"Hey Sid," I replied going into the kitchen and getting some breakfast.

"Why didn't you come home last night?" he asked coming in to the kitchen.

"I stayed at Spencer's. I forgot my keys and I didn't want to wake up the house, plus I was exhausted," I lied as I poured some cereal.

"Oh you do know that we hide a key under the floor mat," he said. Damn I was busted.

"Yeah…" I said stuffing my mouth with cereal.

"It's okay Ashley I won't tell mom. You're secret is safe with me," he said proudly before heading back to the couch.

"Thanks bud," I replied a little confused, "Your bus is coming in an hour okay?"

"Yup. I'm all good Ash," he sad waving me away.

"Okay, I'll see you later," I said grabbing my bags and walking out to the car. Spencer's car was already gone. Damn I don't understand how that girl is so speedy.

I parked my car next to Spencer. I dropped my bags off in the locker room before heading to home room to get my schedule. My teacher was an elderly woman, nice but also annoying. She's always up in your business about everything. She politely handed me my schedule and then she wanted to hear all about my summer. I was spared by the stories when Emily came through the door and saved me.

"Hey Ashley," she said grabbing her schedule quickly from the teacher.

"Hey," I replied looking over my schedule. We compared our schedules. Only English Lit. and Calculus.

The bell rang that signaled the end of home room. Emily and I quickly made our way across the quad to English Lit. Thankfully we sat next to each other and found that we would have these seats until we graduated. It was a really boring class. The teacher had a monotone voice and no expression. He handed out the books we were going to be reading then made up read them for the rest of the period. I had to next period free so I decided to grab my stick and take some shots at a net to familiarize myself with the sport. That is probably how I'm going to spend every second period until I graduate. Third block was a blur of history, who cares, it's already in the past what is there to learn. Fourth Lunch. Fifth AP Physics. Sixth Calculus. Seven. Music.

My dad convinced me to sigh up for music class my senior year. Actually I lost a bet against him so I had to. I hadn't written a song in a while, well I half wrote one for Spencer, but I scraped it because it was awful. I actually really enjoyed the class. The teacher was super into music and when she found out that I was Raife Davies's daughter she literally lost it. Well at least I know that I won't be failing music class anytime soon.

After the last bell rang I made my way down to the locker rooms. I ran into Emily on her way to the swim locker and promised her that I would go to one of her meets. During the fall, as Spencer informed me, the team is a lot smaller, because of the other fall sports going on. So the fall is a relaxed season, not a ton of stress. We practice three times a week and there are no tryouts, since we barely have enough players.

Spencer was sitting in front of her box tying her show laces. She looked good with a button down shirt and sports shorts and cleats on.

"Hey," she said buttoning her shirt.

"Hey." I reached for my things and began to change. Clay came in a few minutes later after knocking as asking if everyone was decent.

"Good afternoon ladies. It's great to see you all here today. If you're new to the team, welcome and if you are returning, it's great you've come back for another amazing season. I'd like to introduce your co-captains, Spencer and Ashley," he said pointing over at us, "they are both extremely dedicated players and I want you to give them your full coöperation. They are extremely nice, don't feel shy." A few of the returning members laughed. You could tell who was new and who was returning. Anyone who was returning had their box with their name on it, while the new people had their stuff on the floor.

"Alright, what do you say we get out and play some lacrosse," Clay said. There was a small cheer as we gathered our things and headed out to the fields. I stopped when I noticed that Carmen's box was empty and that she names had been stripped from the nameplate.

"Hey coach, what happened to Carmen?"

"Carmen. After what happened last spring, we had her removed from the team. So, her parent moved her to a more prestigious a few towns over. They are one of the few schools that we play this fall, so I want you to be carefully, alright?"

"I will coach," I said running off to join Spencer and the rest o the team.

When Spencer said that the fall season was really relaxed, she meant it was really relaxed. We ran a mile around the field, did some small drills, and the scrimmaged. That in itself only took us about an hour and a half. After that coach called the end of practice.

"Hey," Spencer said running up to me while I picked up the cone.

"Hey."

"I was wondering if you wanted to stay a little longer and practice?"

"I'd love to," I said dropping the cones into the bag.

I grabbed my stick and the bag of lacrosse balls that Coach had given to us to put away.

"So how was your first day?"

"Eh, still got 180 of them left, couldn't get anymore exciting than it already is," I said tossing the ball in the air.

"True. I got that Lit teacher that thinks everything that is happening is the world is somehow related to the books were reading or something. I think she might be a little mental."

"Hey at least you don't have the teacher that has a monotone voice and no facial expressions."

"Yikes, I don't think that I could look at that for the rest of the year."

We practiced for about another hour, until we called it quits. Clay was still in his office, so we dropped the bags off before heading out.

"So, are you doing anything tonight?" I asked leaning up against Spencer's car.

"Probably listen to my mother lecture me, do some of the insane amount of homework, and maybe spend the evening with my amazing girlfriend." I smiled before we pulled me down by the shirt and gave me a gentle kiss. I kept my eyes closed and savored the taste of her lips that remained on mine. I heard her chuckle, which brought me back to reality.

"Well if you find some time for that amazing girlfriend of yours, just let me know," I said pushing myself off the driver's side door.

"I'll be sure to do that," she said starting her engine. I watched as she drove away, before getting into my car and following her home.

My mother's car was in the driveway, which was odd because she usually always works late on Mondays. I grabbed my bags and made my way into the house. The living room was empty, but the TV was on.

"Hello?" I asked setting down my bag and heading towards the kitchen.

"Ashley!" Sid said running into my, "Mom Ashley's home."

"What's going on?" I asked curiously, as I walked into the kitchen.

My mother had something hidden behind her back and there was a letter sitting on the kitchen table. I noticed the logo on the letter and my eyes widened. My mother motioned for me to sit down at the table. I took and seat and Sid grabbed the chair next to me. I carefully opened the letter, and began to read.

Dear Ashley,

Congratulations on your recent achievements in lacrosse. The Athletic Department at the University of North Carolina would like to offer you a full-ride sports scholarship to play for the UNC Tarheels next fall. We hope that you will consider our offer.

Yours truly,

Michael Hart

Head of the Athletic Department at the UNC Chapel Hill

I finished reading, and set down the paper. My mother pulled out a small cake from behind her back.

"Congratulations sweetie," she said giving me a hug.

"Are you surprise?" Sid asked.

"I am," I said ruffling his hair.

"I'm going to college!" I said jumping up in the air and doing a little happy dance. Luckily no one else was there to see my 'happy dance' or else they might think that I have some serious problems. I'm going to the one college that I have always dreamed up, playing for my favorite team, and it's all free. This day couldn't get any better. I grabbed the phone and called my dad to let him know the news.

I took the letter up to my room and hung it next to a picture of Madison. We had both planned to attend UNC and play for the Tarheels.

"We did it Mads," I said looking at Madison's picture. A feeling of accomplished washed over me. I did it for me; I did it for Madison. I went out onto my deck and glanced over towards Spencer's room. She was sitting at her desk skimming through, what I'm assuming is a textbook, and taking notes. She was flipping through the pages at rapid speed; maybe she's trying to hurry so that she can spend some time with that amazing girlfriend of hers.

I sat down at my desk and pulled out my schoolwork from my bag. I skimmed through the pages that we had to read for English Lit, and bullshitted my way through the questions. Calculus was easy, just answer the question, nothing hard, I hope. I stopped when I got to my homework for music class. 'Write a short song' was written in my planner. I sat there for a while looking at my music notebook, before I starting jotting down notes and some words.

There's no way to say this song's about someone else
Every time you're not in my arms I start to lose myself
Someone please pass me my shades, don't let them see me down
You have taken over my days so tonight I'm going out
I'm feeling like there is no better place than right by your side
I had a little taste now I'm always for the party anywhere
Cause all the girls are looking fine but you're the only one in my mind

I grabbed my guitar and started to strum. The words seemed to flow a lot better than I had planned. I changed a few notes, before playing again. There was a knock on my door, but I must not have heard it because they knocked harder.

"Come in; it's open," I said making the last touches to my short song. Sid came sauntering into the room.

"You know you should have let dad sign you," he said running his fingers over the strings.

"I know, but the music industry is something I would rather avoid. I don't feel like opening my life to everyone out there, plus is they don't like my music then what," I said setting the guitar down.

"Was that song you wrote about Spencer?" he asked grabbing my sheet music.

"Sid, would you stop asking me if everything is about Spencer," I said playfully grabbing the papers out of his hands.

"You should write something for me. I think that she would really like it," he said.

"I'll keep that in mind," I said putting my things away.

"Speaking of Spencer, she's outside sitting on the porch talking to mom," Sid said before leaving. Suddenly I became aware of everything, Spencer's outside, and my mom's talking to Spencer. I ran down the stairs, past Sid who was laughing as I made a fool of myself in attempt to get down the stairs as fast a possible. I opened the door and found my mother and Spencer sharing a laugh.

"Oh Ashley, there you are," my mother said getting up, "I'll give you two some space."

"It was nice to see you again Spencer."

"It was nice to see you too Mrs. C," Spencer said getting up.

"Hey Ashley," she said.

"How long have you been here?"

"Only a few minutes and no worries, no embarrassing stories were told," she reassured me. I let out a sigh of relief.

Thankfully my mother left for her night shift a short while after, and she tucked Sid into bed before she left. We said goodbye and made our way out to the pool. We took a seat along the end of the pool and dipped our legs in.

"So did you hear about Carmen?" I asked swirling my feet in the water.

"Yeah, she came over to say goodbye before she left," Spencer said looking at the water, "she told me to tell you that she was sorry for what went down."

"So she just moved?"

"Well when her parents found out that she was banned from sports at King, they were furious and tried to appeal the decision. Apparently there was huge argument that went down; at least that's what Clay said. So they moved her to a different a school a few towns over where she could 'shine'."

"Oh…"

"I'm still saying my apologies for what happened, what I did was awful. Every time I look back at it, I just want to slap myself in the face."

"It's alright Spencer. We all make mistakes sometimes. That's what makes us perfect, because we are flawed. That's why I like you, because you recognize your flaws and change because of them."

"I like you because you are the most amazing person, always supporting me when I can't. You care about every small thing that happens. You're always there for me, and that is what I love about you Ashley. Which is why I'm going to give you surprise," she said with a devious smile.

I felt her hand running along my back, before her hand pushed me forward. I plunged forward into the water. I came up spitting water everywhere.

"What the hell?" I asked wiping the water out of my eyes.

"That's for making me hike a mountain at three in the morning," she said.

"Fare enough," I said making my easy. I remember that day when I shook Spencer from her sleep because I couldn't sleep. So I decided to make her go hike a mountain at three in the morning. Spencer was not the happiest person I had seen that day. When Spencer doesn't get her sleep, it's not a good sight.

"Wanna help me out?" I asked reaching for Spencer's hand. She shook her head.

"Come on Spence; I'm sore, and this is the deep end." She finally reached her hand out and grabbed mine and pulled me up. I was almost out the water, when I pulled Spencer hand towards me, making us fall back into the water. Spencer resurfaced cough and spitting water. She stared daggers at me.

"What can I say, payback's a bitch Spencer," I said. She launched herself at me and grabbed me around the waist. I spun us around and grabbed Spencer's face, before planting a wet kiss on Spencer's lips. All of a sudden all the frustration in Spencer was gone. She relaxed her grip around my waist and moved her hands up my body. I pulled Spencer close to me to deepen the kiss. Every inch of her mouth felt amazing.

"I know that you two like making out and all, but if you could keep it down I'm try to sleep. Thanks you," Sid shouted from his window.

We immediately broke apart to see Sid staring out his window. He made a 'sshh' motion with his hand before disappearing back into his room. Spencer's cheek had turned a bright red, and my heart was still coming down from its high.

"Maybe we should get out of these wet clothes," I suggested looking down at my soaked clothing. Spencer nodded still trying to hide her flushed cheeks.

I pulled Spencer up the stairs towards my room, away from Sid. The minute I closed the door, Spencer had pushed me up against the wall and was attacking my lips. I tired to contain the moans that wanted to slip, but I couldn't. I felt Spencer hand lift the hem of my shirt before pulling it over my head. I felt her hands rake my stomach. I managed to find the buttons of Spencer's shirt, and start unbuttoning it. Spencer reconnected our lips and pulled us towards my bed. I pushed Spencer's shirt off her shoulders. Now I've seen Spencer plenty of times without a shirt on in the locker room, but for some reason this felt different, more intimate.

I ran my hand down Spencer's arm and then up her stomach. I pulled us down towards the bed, where Spencer toppled on top of me. My hands slowly reached for the buttons on her shorts. The minute I got one of the buttons undone Spencer pulled away.

"Ashley, I'm sorry," she said laughing in frustration.

"What's wrong Spencer?" I asked worried.

"I can't, I'm sorry," she said hiding her facial expression from me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you," I said sitting up to meet Spencer.

"Not it's not you, I shouldn't have let it get this far. I'm sorry," she said again.

"It won't happen again," I said getting up and putting my shirt back on. I was a little bummed about the cold shower Spencer had just given me.

"No Ashley, that's not what I mean. I want it to happen, I really do, but I want it to at the right moment. I want it to be special," she said pulling me back down to the bed.

"You're a virgin, aren't you?" I asked. She nodded her head.

"Ashley, what you and I have is special. And when it happens, which it will, I want it to be something memorable and special," she said holding my hand.

"It will be," I whispered into her ear, "I'd wait for you forever."