“if I let you go…will that guarantee me wins this season?” she asked smiling

“defiantly…” I told her nodding my head

“well…then go!” she said “tell the family I said, hi” she told me

“will do coach” I said while walking out then I walked back to the dorms and up to my room and started to pack a bag for the weekend plus Monday…then Brooke walked in

“hey…where you going?” she asked sitting on her bed

“um…to see Spencer…” I told her

“you’re missing practice for that?” she asked

“uh yeah…I am…and I already talked to coach…she’s fine with it…” I said

“you’re joking…” she said

“no…pretty sure I’m not” I said

“look are you still mad about practice?” she asked me

“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t…” I told her

“Ashley…look I heard it wrong ok I’m…”

“what? you’re what Brooke? Sorry? I have two strikes with coach right now ok? I cannot bench this season or I lose my scholarship…” I said walking out

It was about a four hour drive to UCLA and all I knew was Spencer’s dorm number because she told me on the phone a few times, but she had no idea I was coming…I showed up at the door with a dozen red roses behind my back then I knocked on the door but it wasn’t Spencer

“can I help you?” the girl asked

“uhm…yeah is Spencer here?” I asked her

“uh…she’s actually on a run” she told me simply “…ooh you’re the girlfriend?” she asked

“yep…” I said finally smiling knowing I had the right room

“I’m Megan…” she said “…I’ve heard so much about you…plus you’re the one who keeps her on the phone all night”

“yeah…” I said laughing “guilty”

“well it’s nice to meet you Ashley…” she said laughing too “but she normally runs for twenty minutes and it’s been well…close to that, so she should be back soon if you want to wait…” she said opening the door for me

“yeah thanks” I replied

“but I was about to run out…this rooms huge though, so make yourself comfortable…” she told me “sorry I can’t stay”

“no…it’s no problem…nice meeting you though…”

“you too” she said shutting the door behind her, then I sat down on the couch which faced a television then in another room there was Spencer’s bed and in another room Megan’s…I went in Spencer’s room to look around and she had a picture of us on her night stand, and she was on my lap leaning down kissing my cheek and I was squinting my eyes and grinning making it one of the funny ones…then I heard her open the front door and I stood behind her dresser and she walked in, in her short running shorts and a sports bra…damn.