Spencer collapsed back into her pillow, panting, her breaths loud and worn. Ashley wiped the sweat off of her forehead and groaned in satisfaction. She pulled the younger girl to her and kissed her forcefully. “Say it” she urged, as she pulled out of the kiss.

Spencer’s blue eyes met Ashley’s and she stared into them determinedly.

“God please say it” Ashley cajoled. She brushed the bangs out of Spencer’s eyes.

“You’re not vanilla” Spencer whispered, kissing Ashley frantically. Her tongue tickling the brunette’s bottom lip begging for entrance.

Ashley pulled back quickly, “Again” she gasped, “say it again…”

“You’re not vanilla!”

Ashley growled and wrapped her arms around the blonde’s neck, kissing her again. “Damn right” she mumbled against the younger girl’s swollen lips.

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The brunette let out a loud snore, her mascara smeared eyes shut to the world. She rolled over and struggled to pull up the edge of her quilt to warm herself but it was no avail. She was pulled out of her deep slumber only to be greeted with a silent room. The bed next to hers was still made and she looked around the room curiously, her roommate for the night was nowhere to be seen.

Madison propped herself up on her elbows and frowned. Damnit I wanted to get a good jab in before breakfast. The Latina stood up and headed towards the bathroom to shower. An hour later she made her way down the hall to the café where she saw Aiden sitting by himself at the corner table. She picked up a bowl of fruit and wandered over to the brooding brunette.

Aiden sat hunched over his bowl of cereal, pushing his spoon around aimlessly, and nudging soggy cheerios back and forth in his bowl.

“Heard blondie left you high and dry for the weekend” Madison said as she floated down into the seat across from Aiden. The tall boy glanced up at her suspiciously, then taking a large spoonful of cheerios. Milk dribbled down his chin and he brushed it away with the back of his hand.

Ick. The young girl picked up her fork and grimaced as Aiden ran a hand through his greasy disheveled hair. “What’s wrong with you?”

Aiden had hardly gotten any sleep the night before and simply frowned, staring down into his bowl. The image of Ashley and Spencer kissing plagued his mind. He wasn’t sure if he was jealous of Spencer or really just more shocked then anything. He had known the girls for years and while he had never been amazing friends with them he had never believed them to be anything more then friends. I like Lizzie … not Ashley. I got over that weeks ago. At least I think I did…