I stomp over to my dressing room, not bothering to hide my anger or frustrations. Stan is running all over the place trying to get a hold of Spencer.

‘I swear what is up with that woman?!’

I scowl at the thought of the blond that has recently been plaguing my mind.

‘I still don’t get why she acted like that. I mean, she doesn’t even know me.’

My thoughts are continued until everything starts to become blurry and I doze off.

“Ashley! Ashley wake up!” I rub my groggy eyes and see a blurry Aiden standing in front of me, shaking my shoulders.

“C’mon, the directors here, and we’re about to start.” I shakily get up and yawn as I follow Aiden outside the room.

When we finally get on set, I see Spencer looking even more tired then I am. I stare at her form afar as she continues to direct crewmen into their way. I was about to turn away but freeze when our eyes lock. We stare into each other’s eyes for what seems like forever until I finally break contact and let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

I wait for a bit, just standing there, not really knowing what to do. I look her way again and take another note of her fatigued figure. Hey eyes have large bags underneath them as she sips the coffee in her hand. She’s wearing a different set of business clothes, but it doesn’t look like she’s had a chance to shower since I last saw her.

I look away again when I notice Stan coming towards me.

“So, how was your night? You left with a pretty blond, and I’m sure she didn’t go with you to just have a friendly sleepover.” He grins

It wasn’t until he says this, that yesterday’s events come flooding back to me. I had completely forgotten what Spencer had done, for a second. I can’t believe I forgot about my annoyance with Spencer, I’m sure it was there a few minutes ago.

“Uh- it was fine, thanks for taking me out.” I lie, not wanting to tell him that the hook up was a total disaster.

“That’s good to know, cause I’m still irky for what happened yesterday.”