Spencer woke up as the voice of L.P. came on over her alarm clock.  She smiled as she remembered when Ashley gave her the mixed CD with Wasted on it.  It had become their song.  Spencer sat up and stretched her arms way above her head, feeling every vertebra in her back pop in place.  Dorm beds were not comfortable at all, even with a mattress pad.  Spencer looked at her alarm clock.  “Time to wake Ashley.”  Just then her phone rang its default “Who Can It Be Now” ring tone.  Spencer looked at it confused, before she answered.  “Hello?”

“Hi Spencer.  It’s Whitney.”  Spencer smiled as she climbed out of bed, walking to her desk to turn on her laptop.  “I am just calling to see if you want to go to the dining hall with me for lunch.”

“Sure, but I just woke up so I’ll be a little while.  Gotta shower and get dressed.”

“That’s fine, just call me when you are ready and we’ll meet outside the dining hall?”

“Alrighty.  See you soon.  Bye Whit.”

“Bye Spence.”

Spencer smiled as she closed her phone and sat down at her desk.  Having friends was great.  Never again would Spencer ever take her already existing friends for granted.  Grinning like a mad woman, Spencer quickly hit the first speed dial button and bopped her head to Don’t Cha.

“You’re late.”

“Hello to you too Babe.”

“Hello.  You’re late.”

“I know babe and I’m extremely sorry, but someone called me right as I was about to call you.”

“So, did you have fun last night?”

Spencer smiled.  “Yea I did.  That club you found was awesome and I made a friend on the bus.”  Spencer chuckled as she heard Ashley make a weird noise.  “The University Shuttle Bus Ash.  She’s a fellow student and is actually in one of my classes.”

“Name?”

“You aren’t jealous are you?”

“What’s her name Spence?”

“Why?”

“So I can Facebook her.”

Spencer chuckled.  “Her name is Whitney Johnson but don’t go harassing her Ashley.  She’s just a friend and she knows that I have a girlfriend back home.”  Spencer quickly opened the internet and signed into her Facebook account, paying no attention to anything on her home page or newsfeed.  She searched Whitney’s name and quickly requested add.  “Don’t go all stalkerish Ash.  Please?  She’s my first real friend.”