Ashley and I have had a pretty great relationship so far. We celebrated our 8 month anniversary last weekend.

But we fought. a lot.

Now, I dunno how much couples usually fight. But we weren’t a normal couple. Part of me though we fought way too much. Over the dumbest shit. Sometimes it was my fault, sometimes hers, and sometimes, both of our faults. But we usually made up really quickly.

Usually.

Kyla Woods and Aiden Dennison; poster couple in high school. Everyone loved them.

Well, almost everyone.

Remember when I saw the girl that looked like Ashley?. Well that’s Kyla. Kyla’s Ashley’s half sister. Ashley always said her dad was a man-whore. Makes sense. Rockers always get the groupies. (Honesty, that kinda scared me. When Ashley became famous, was she gonna forget me and fuck other girls?. Oh, yeah, she’s talented, she will surely be a rock n roller soon.)

I don’t want to lose her.

Anyway, back to Kyla and Aiden.

Kyla was on the squad with me, she moved to Madison’s second in command, even though everyone listened to her over Madison, because, quite frankly, no one liked Madison.

Aiden was the star basketball player, well, him and my brother Glen. They were both big-shot jocks. Aiden was cute…for a guy, I guess. Apparently all the girls in school were head over heels for this kid.

Ashley was one of them.

Back before I moved here, to Los Angeles, Aiden and Ashley were together for a really long time. The fact that they still talk kinda bothers me.

I digress. How about we fast forward to the moment I’m in now. Laying on Ashley’s bed. Waiting for her to finish talking to Kyla.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Kyla. She’s a great person. But I need my girlfriend.

I closed my eyes and just focused on how comfortable Ashley’s bed was.

Then I felt a weight on my hips.

Ashley.

She leant down and gave me a passionate kiss.

It bothered me that she tasted like weed and Listerine.

"Damn Spence, your lips…are so…amazing. I can’t get enough…" she whispered into my mouth.

She had to be stoned.

"Let me guess, you kissed a girl and you liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick…" I couldn’t help it. Gotta love Katy Perry.