Spencer’s POV

I would love to say that Ashley and I are back together. But I can’t. It’s been a week since we broke up or shall I say Ashley broke up with me. After a day of me trying to get in touch with her, she finally called me back. We talked for a couple of minutes before she came up with some lame ass excuse to get off the phone. We talked a couple of more times when she came back home on Monday. Our conversations basically consist of me asking to come over so we can speak, of course she said no. Anyway we haven’t spoken in two days. I got drunk and called her the other day and said some stuff I didn’t mean. Nothing to serious, but serious enough for her to hang up on me and refuse to talk to me.

“My head is killing me.” I say waking up and lying right back down on Mia’s couch.

“Well you were really tousling them back.” I look over at the sound of the voice. It’s Stacy. Last night I asked her to go out with me because my friends are acting lame. They think I’m drinking to much and I need to cool off, so none of them will go out with me.

“Yeah I was.” I say rubbing my forehead remembering the night before. Stacy giggles a little then comes to sit on the couch next to me.

“So… I was thinking.” She starts moving closer. “Now that you’re free and all…” She says moving closer to my face but I back up.

“I’m with Ashley.” I say ignoring my headache and jumping up from the couch.

“You told me she dumped you.” Stacy says standing up.

“Well she did but I still love her and we’re going to get back together.” I tell her. “I just want to be friends Stacy.” I say starting to pick up the mess we made last night in Mia’s living room. I already know she’s going to bitch me out about going out and getting drunk, I don’t need her getting on me about the mess I made.

“Oh…” I see the disappointment on her face. “Friends. Ok… I’m just going to go.” She says grabbing her purse and leaving before I can do or say anything to make the situation better.