Ashley awoke in her cozy bed. Her eyes slowly opened as she looked at the wall she was facing. She expected to see spencer on the opposite side of her. As the memories of the night before passed through her mind, her mouth formed a smile and she began to tiredly turn over.

The second she flipped over she saw no one was there. She wondered why. was it just a dream? Did it even happen? Ashley remembered kissing and stoping. And then Kissing again, and then falling asleep. She searched the blankets for some hint of existence of spencer from the night before. She saw a sheet of paper laying on the pillow. The pillow indented from the head of someone else. And there it was. The existence she was looking for. The reassurance.

She looked at the paper which had bubbly letters written in pink gel ink. It was written roughly on the paper indenting it with every line and dot. Worry searched through ashleys head once again. Where had she gone? Did she regret it?

Ashley finally forced herself to read the paper that lay there in lonliness.

Dear Ashley,

Im sorry to have left. My dad called. Glen broke his leg playing basketball on the public park. I needed to go home. Im really sorry.

About last night…

Once again, that agonizing worry rushed through ashleys veins like a flood of water going to her heart and causing it to skip every other beat. She continued reading anyways.

Last night was good for me and you. For you it was probably nothing new. But for me it was. And it was special. I felt safe being with you throught the night. Im sorry i didnt let you get further. But I just wasnt ready for that yet.

I guess i better go. Call me when you get up.

There was a scribble over some words. Ashley ignored it and continued reading.

–spence 

Ashley had this dying need to know what it said underneath the scribble she tried everything to read it. Finally she held it up to the light making it easier to see. It said "i love you".

With that a smile rushed over ashleys face. But she knew spencer was wrong. It was different for her. It was not like anyone else she had ever been with. Although all they had done was kissed. It was better than any one person could do going all the way.  

It was the way spencer would look at ashley and the way she called her ‘ash’. It was the way spencer was beautiful in the models could never be. To ashley, spencer was heaven Sent.

Ashley bit her bottom lip betwen her top and bottom row of teeth and picked up the phone. She dialed spencers number very fast. She had it memorized down the the last hyfen in its existence. Spencer picked up with a simple greeting and ashley couldnt speak.

"ashley?" Spencer asked not knowing what to expect, but she said it with a smile that ashley could not see.

"h-hey Spence." ashley finally muttered out this statment in a nervouse tone. She finally calmed her breathing and steadied her voice to continue talking. "how is glen?"

Spencer was suprised at the topic ashley chose but she went along with it. "he is fine. It is just a mild break. he’ll be in a cast for a while."

ashley just sat there listening to Spencers voice. There was nothing on the line but a few inhales and exhales of breath. Ashley finally pushed out unwanted words. "so what are you doing tonight?"

Spencer was now getting the conversation she wanted the whole time. "nothing. Unless you want to hang out tonight. In that case im doing something" spencer’s statement was more of a questioning tone as she thrusted her palm onto her forehead in regret of sounding stupid.

"i’d love to hang out tonight. I’ll come pick you up in about an hour. Ill talk to you then i lo-" ashley stopped herself from saying the words spencer couldnt even write. So She covered it up. "i’llllll see you then. bye."

ashley hung up the phone and began rushing to get ready.