“Good to know.” Ashley pauses. Then while she looks into Spencer’s eyes she adds “By the way, I wasn’t going to kiss you just because I wanted to shut them up or because I wanted you to feel good about yourself…”

Spencer looks confused which prompts Ashley to clarify.

“They were part of it, but mostly I wanted to kiss you because…I’m starting to have feelings for you, Spence.” She says appearing uncharacteristically shy as she concludes her confession.

“You just answered my next question…but now I have another…” Spencer informs

“Oh boy.” Ashley responds nervous, worried, and wondering what Spencer’s thinking.

“It’s okay Ash…this is a good thing…” She assures.

Spencer has succeeded in her efforts to calm Ashley as evident by her smile.

“You keep talking in past tense…you sure you weren’t just caught up in the moment?” Spencer asks really hoping she says no.

“Look at me Spence, I mean really look into my eyes.” Ashley insists sweetly.

Now that they are looking into each other’s eyes, Ashley continues.

Trust me…it wasn’t…Why don’t you believe me?” She questions, searching for the answer in Spencer’s eyes.

“I’m sorry Ash…I’m just not use to having a pretty a girl, with a great smile, and an even better personality wanting to kiss me. There’s sadness in Spencer’s honesty.

“We should stop stalling and kiss already.” Ashley blurts out.

“You sure?” Spencer asks for confirmation knowing that a kiss could change everything for better or worse.

Ashley nods, the two shyly move in for the kiss. Their eyes are closed, heads tilted into position. From the instant that their lips meet, there’s an undeniable, indescribable spark, a spark that lit a fire in both of them.

There’s definitely something there, but what it is exactly? What should do about it? They have plenty of time to figure that out. This is a good thing, because the fire sparked by their kiss quickly met its extinguisher.

“Christ, Ashley! When you said you made friends with this…this…freak… I thought it was nice that you were taking an interest in charity work…I never thought you’d be stupid enough to kiss the thing!”  A disheveled Christine, Ashley’s Mother who unbeknownst to Ashley had been asleep in her room the entire time, shouted from the doorway of her daughter’s room.

A highly enraged Ashley gets off the bed. She looks as if she’s getting ready to run and beat the hell out of Christine, but Spencer grabs her gently by the arm before she’s out of reach.

“Ash don’t it’s not worth it…She’s obviously needs to sleep it off some more…She’s drunk.” Spencer reasons.

“I’m not drunk you gimpy mother fucker!” Christine angrily insists.

Spencer grabs Ashley’s arm a little harder to stop her from ripping Christine to pieces. When Ashley looks at Spencer she shakes her head no. Ashley decides that if Spencer doesn’t want to beat her mom’s ass after all the things Christine said then, she’ll just have to calm down.

“She’s telling the truth about that…she’s not drunk …” Talking to Spencer, but looking at her Mom.

Christine just looks right back at her, cold and emotionless as Ashley continues.

“You see Spence, that’d be an excuse, a pathetic excuse, but still an excuse I could tell my friends, but nooo she really is the completely sober, belligerent, bitchy, cunt of a pathetic excuse for a mother you that she seems to be…”Ashley is  totally disgusted.

Now looking at Spencer, sadly

Congrats Spence, You just met the real Christine Davies.”

Spencer puts her arm around a now crying Ashley, and pulls her in. Ashley rests her head on Spencer’s shoulder seeing this display of affection between her daughter and the “freak” disgusts Christine and she storms away.

[The End]