The semi happy couple made their way into the dinning room, students glanced up from their conversations and meals to stare at them, with Ashley’s hand in hers she didn’t notice, for the first time since waking up a hated person with in the walls of MPH she didn’t care.

“So what do you want to eat?” Ashley asked making sure her thumb never stopped caressing her knuckles. Spencer shrugged her shoulders, “No silent treatment babe…”

A smile tugged the blonde’s lips, “Soup?”

“Soup it is,” Ashley kissed her hand while tugging her toward the food line. She went to grab trays for them but was stopped as Spencer didn’t let go, “Spence you got to let go so I can grab our trays.” She giggled.

“Oh, sorry,” Spencer released her grip. Once the warmth was gone the fear and dread seeped back in. The whole school hated her for losing so many sporting games, she never understand how she had caused it but assumed the students and teachers just needed someone to blame and she was an easy target.

She looked to her right and saw everyone staring at her, disgusted, staring right thru her as if they saw deep inside her soul and found it unworthy, her heart pounding heavily in her chest making her desperately want to run back to her room, in fact that was where she spent most meals any way. Her room had become a safe heaven over the years, a place no one went, no one talked to her or criticized her. Quiet bliss, just the bed and her, in a somewhat dream state. She needed to get back, to leave these people before Ashley saw how much of a loser she truly was, before her girlfriend saw how undeserving she was of the brunette.

Then it all subsided the minute Ashley’s hand slipped back into hers, “You okay?” Spencer nodded but received a scowl.

“Right no silent treatment, yeah I’m fine,” she breathed out as the two finished grabbing their food and headed for a table. Spencer had soup and crackers while Ashley piled the food on, pizza, soda, brownies, nothing like Aunt Paula’s but still some of the best, she had a weak spot for desserts, “How were your classes?”