chambers park…at…ten o’clock in the morning. What? Mom always said it’s better to be early than late.

Okay fine, you got me…I’m way to excited to sit at home.

I don’t get it, why would Ashley come to a park…where there’s nothing but children.

Oh My God…she’s a pedophile.

See this? This is what happens when I have extra time on my hands, I start thinking of the most bizarre things possible.

No but seriously why a park?

Whatever, I don’t care. It’s almost twelve…Finally! I can’t even begin to explain to you how nervously excited I am…it’s insane honestly. I can’t deny that today is beautiful, of course it is God knows I’m seeing Ashley again…everything’s got to be perfect right? I feel a tug on my jeans, I’m so tempted to kick whatever it is off, but decide not to. I look down to see a smiling brunette.

                “Excuse me; did you see my ball pass by?” She asks, in the most adorable voice possible. I settle myself into a squatting position so that I’m face to face with her.

                “What color is it?” I ask, maybe I can help her. But I know for sure I hadn’t felt any sort of ball come near me.

                “Its yell-“

                “Shel!” She’s interrupted by a voice. A voice I know to be extremely familiar.

It’s her, its Ashley. I look up immediately wanting to see the brunette. She hasn’t seen me yet; she’s too focused on this little girl. I can’t help but notice her features before she notices it’s me. Aiden was right, she looks the same, and if possible more beautiful than I remember.

                “I’m so sorry, she’s bothered you, it’s just…” She takes a moment to look up at me, as soon as she figures out who I am her mouth drops open in surprise. “Spencer?” It’s more of a realization than a question but, who am I to judge when I can’t even get a word out.

                “Hi.” Okay, I lied maybe one word…but not a very good one. Her mouth opens and closes a couple of times before she finally makes her words known.