Spencer was standing near her locker patiently waiting for Ashley.

   "Hey there blondie"
   "Whats up, Ash"
   "Not much. I just have to walk this annoying new girl to class" she said with her nose-crinkling smile.
   "Ouch, that hurt" Spencer placed her heand over her heart. "Well, lets get walking smart ass"
   "Ow, now Spencer, That did hurt" Ashley repeated Spencers actions. They laughed, linked arms, and headed off
   "So0o, Ashley. Do you have a special someone?"
   "Um, not I dont. I dont really do relationships anymore." Spencer cocked her eyebrow. "They never seem to work out for me."
   "Well maybe youre going for the wrong people"
   "Maybe, what about you? Leave a special boy back home?"
   "Well, I had a boyfriend. But he wasnt anything special"
   "Well, he had to be something to be with you"
   "He was…well, he got my moms approval. She loved him"
   "So what was this ‘non special, use to get mommys approval’ boy like?"
   " He was a church loving, bible thumping, close-minded, football playing, wanna-be a doctor, mommys boy from a rich family."
   "In other words, a one way ticked to mother superiors heart?"
   "Exactly" They reached the classroom. they were both extremely bored so Spencer decided to ask Ashley if she used to date Aiden. She wrote her a note.

  Ashley,
(yes i kno notes are soo junior high) Did you used to date Aiden?
 She passed the note to Ashley who was half asleep. so Spencer had to hit her head.

  Spence,
(notes are cute coming from you) Yeah we had a thing a while back. why do you ask?
P.S. the head slap was soo uncalled for! : )

  Ash,
(aww how sweet ) My brother heard in the locker room yesterday. he heard other stuff too but I’ll tlak to you about that in the car on the way home. and the head slap was so called for. you were half snoring ; )

  Spencer,
(yes, yes i am. thats why im SOOO amazing) Ok then. Well since Im NOW awake. So, whats your type since your not into the ‘Mr. perfect bring home to the parents’ boy?

  Ash,
(sweet && cocky, hmm bad combo) I dont really have a type. I’ve never REALLY liked a boy. I’ve never really liked anyone like that. Ive just always done what Im supposed to. What I thought was normal. and what people thought was acceptable.
 She passed the note to Ashley and she read it. Then the bell rang.