Spencer rolled over and slowly opened her eyes.

‘Damn, it’s bright in here.  Maybe you shouldn’t fall asleep with the lights on, Spence.’ 

She looked at the clock, 3:42am. 

‘I can’t believe I feel asleep with my jeans on.’ 

She got up, undressed and threw a pair of shorts and a t-shirt on.  Then she turned off the lights and hopped into bed.   

‘Cheer up scout, only 4 hours until work.’  She let out an agitated sigh, pulled the covers up and snuggled under them, trying to fall back asleep.

Spencer awoke to her alarm blaring a few hours later.  ‘I officially hate being an adult.’

She hopped in the shower, got dressed and headed off to work.  She walked into the office 15 minutes early, as usual.  Her secretary Caroline was already at her desk, looking particularly on top of things today.  “Good morning, Car.” 

“Good morning, Spence.  Looks like a quiet day today.  No appointments until the afternoon.”

“Awesome.  I’ll be in my office going over some paperwork for a little.  Let me know if you need anything.”

“Will do, boss.”

Spencer sat behind her desk, in her comfy leather chair.  She looked around the office slowly, not focusing on anything in particular.  She let out a long sigh, leaned back in her chair and put her feet up on the desk.  She reached into her drawer and pulled out her iPod.  She placed the buds in her ears and put on a playlist. 

‘Spence, what are you doing?  Did you really spend your entire evening alone recalling memories from high school?  Especially, Ashley memories!  Get a grip.  That was almost ten years ago.  Grow up.’

She unconsciously pulled out her cell phone and began looking at her contacts.  The very first name stood out as if it were a neon sign: Ashley.

Suddenly, her phone began to vibrate.  She jumped slightly and was instantly aggravated by the interruption.  Looking down at her phone the only name now on the screen read: Jake.

She pushed the ‘Send’ button and put the phone to her ear, “Hello?”

“Hey babe.  How’s your day going?” Jake’s deep voice croaked through the phone.

“Oh, it’s going.  How about yours?”  She tried to hide the irritation in her voice.  ‘I can barely get two minutes of peace to simply sit alone and think.’