Those words.

Ashley was fucking with her head as usual. If there was anything that confused Spencer most, it was trying to understand what kind of relationship they were in. Ever since Ashley slyly pulled the chair right from underneath her nose, and took a seat next to her in their Introduction to Psychology class. The two recognized each other from that fateful meeting downtown, and immediately partnered up sharing the burden of note taking as well as other endeavors that were far from school related. The problem was Spencer had befriended a girl who was aware of her prowess in drawing people in and utilized it whenever she found someone to prey on. Spencer often confused whether she had been characterized as a target or an ally. One moment, Ashley would be linking arms with Spencer for warmth during a cold tender moment, the next she was flaunting her gorgeous abs in front of a foreign exchange student named Pierre devoting a chunk of their time into trying to impress the French stud.

Spencer held her breath, anticipating the worst, knowing Ashley was capable of saying or doing anything. The trouble seeking brunette had the power to physically and emotionally take Spencer places. Places that straddled the line of going too far. As well as maximizing the use of her sleek looking SUV to drive her to secluded spots where deep conversations would take place, allowing them to explore the depths of each other’s minds.  Spencer eagerly awaited an adventure they would take that would inevitably lead the two into getting lost in the unknown and forbidden. But for now she was content with traveling back and forth from each other’s houses and the occasional park or café now and then.

“If you’re not busy, want to come over and study together for the quiz?” Ashley spoke in pleading tone of voice.

Spencer shook her head, reasoning, “Sure, but I wouldn’t be able to come over till after dinner, which I think will leave us slim to nil time to study.”

Already anticipating such a remark, Ashley readily replied, “Well, you could always sleep over.”

Spencer turned the idea over in her head, deliberating on the idea of being in a room, at night, alone with Ashley. How the night could easily go in two extremely opposite directions, at the risk of divulging her true feelings.

Feeling trounced by the overpowered love for her companion, and rather enticed, replied “Ok, pick me around 8c’clock”

Ashley beamingly replied, “See you then.”

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