Chapter 4

Spencer went to her 1st Period classroom. She look at her schedule and looked at the number on the doorway. They matched and she continued in. Spencer looked for seats in the back. Spencer was smart but she was no teacher’s pet. She had a reputation to uphold. It was bad enough someone called her a lesbian today but she wasn’t going to let that affect her day. She pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head and sat in the middle of the classroom.

Spencer looked up to see a beautiful woman sitting behind the teachers desk. A pale skinned, green eyed beauty with raven colored hair. She wore a charcoal grey skirt and a white button up. Black penny loafers graced her feet.

The bell rang and she looked over her gold framed glasses. She smiled warmheartedly and was about to speak something to the class when Ashley walked in.

"Aw. Look, students. Ms. Davies has decided to grace us with her presence. Let us give her an applause."

All the students began clapping and hooting and hollering. Ashley smiled and took a bow.

"Thank you. You’re too kind," she said while walking toward her seat. She sat right behind Spencer.

The teacher points at Spencer, and requests for her to stand. She wants her to share a little information about herself. Spencer stands up.

"Well, I’m Spencer Carlin. I’m originally from L.A. I moved here yesterday."

Someone whispered in the back, "Yeah and she’s filthy rich." The whole class erupted in laughter. Spencer blushed and looked at the floor.

"Is that true?," asked Ashley loudly.

"Well, I do live in the Trump Towers and yes, I own a BMW Convertible. So, I guess I’m privilaged."

The teacher looked at Spencer. "Very articulate, I see."

"…and beautiful too," Ashley added.

Spencer blushed and sat back in her seat. She sulked down a little as the teacher introduced herself as Ms. Smith.

Ashley leaned into Spencer and smelled her hair. Spencer was stunned by the butterflies she got in her gut. Ashley twirled some of Spencer’s hair on her hand. Spencer giggled.

"I meant the you’re beautiful comment," Ashely whispered.

"Thank you."

Was she trying to hit on Spencer? Then she had a flashback.