“Excuse me miss?” the person behind the counter said
“What kind of Shot would you like?” they asked
“Oh um, Energy please”

Spencer was getting her routine smoothie before Cinema
class, she needed energy after the two sleepless nights she
had. She was eager to get to class to see Ashley, She
hadn’t seen her since she freaked out on her Tuesday after
class.

While she was waiting for her smoothie to be made she went
to go check her mail and on the way back something caught
her eye in the hallway by the Mail room, it was Ashley.
Spencer became ecstatic and decided to walk over there to
see her. As she neared the hallway she saw Ashley walk a
room, the posters on the door said Spectrum.

Spectrum, why have I heard that before. What is that?

The Nancy Drew side of her come out, time to investigate. She saw the door close and decided to leave it alone
so she went back over the smoothie place to get her smoothie from the counter. Nancy Drew was begging to be released
She took out her phone and dialed Nicole’s number.

“Hey question…what is Spectrum?” she asked
“Isn’t that the Gay and Lesbian club?” Nicole
questioned back
“I don’t know, that’s why I’m asking you” she
said
“Well I’m not gay, I don’t know… hold on” she
said

Spencer could hear Nicole asking someone that she was with,
she got back on the line.

“Yeah, it is” she said “why?”
“What? No Reason, I’ll see you back at the room” she
said hanging up.

She stood pondering for a minute.

What was Ashley doing in the Spectrum room. She wasn’t a
lesbian was she?… (so naive this one)

Spencer contemplated about what to do, either stay and wait
to see her and then confront her or leave and confront her
later or just leave and forget all about it. So many things
were going on through her mind, she didn’t know what to
do, she turned to go but heard Ashley’s voice coming from
the hallway. Spencer acted simply on impulse, she started
walking towards the ID office, she got into the hallway.
Ashley turned around to see her and immediately got nervous,
you could see it in her face. Spencer acted like she had
just seen Ashley for the first time.

“Hey Ash!, what are you doing here?” she said
“Excuse us” Ashley said to the other girl she was
talking to.

The other girl took the hint and went back inside the room
and closed the door.

"Hey there, Spence what are you up to?” Ashley asked
hesitantly, looking down. She’s hiding something.
“Just thought I’d get a smoothie, what brings you over
here… Spectrum? What’s that?” she asked waiting for an
answer
“Just some club, I thought you’d already be in class”
she said trying to change the subject. Not gonna work this
time
“What kind of club?” she pushed to see if Ashley would
tell the truth
“A student’s club for diversity” she lied.
“Liar” Spencer accused
“Excuse me?” Ashley started, a little startled at the
bluntness of Spencer’s tone
“I know it’s the Gay and Lesbian club Ash, do you think
I’m stupid?”
“Spence, I can explain” she started again
“Explain what? How you’re a closet lesbian?” she said
raising her voice

Ashley shushed her and looked around to see if anyone heard

“Don’t freak out, I was going to tell you, when the
time was right”
“Oh when I caught you with another girl” she said on a
more whispered level
“That is not fair” she stated
“Wanna know what’s not fair, you not telling me”
Spencer fought back
“Can we not do this here?” she pleaded trying to get
Spencer to understand
“Where do you want to do it? Back at your place after you
have your way with me?” Her voice starting to get raspy
“Don’t worry, you’re not my type” she glared

Ouch. Quick I need a comeback… “So it’s true,
you’re one of them?” she said surprised

That came out wrong.

“One of them, oh Spencer you have got to be kidding me”
she said sounding pissed off
“No, that’s not what I meant” she started
“Ya know, I think I know what you meant” she said “I
think I’ve had enough of this Spence. I expect it from
other people, but I never expected it from you” she looked
hard into her eyes eyes.

Spencer could see the hurt in them, for a second she
thought that Ashley was going to cry and Spencer could have
too. She cut her, deep. Ashley walked away from her and
didn’t turn back like she normally did, and she didn’t
blame her. Spencer contemplated skipping class but for one
she needed to take the quiz that they had and two that would
just show Ashley that she was avoiding her and she didn’t
want to hurt her anymore.

Spencer got to class five minutes early, the brunette
wasn’t there yet, she took her seat and got situated. She
started typing out an apology on her computer, just
different things that she wanted to say to her. She had a
hard time expressing herself.

The teacher walked in and began class, Spencer looked at
the door, still no Ash. After the quiz there was still no
Ash and all throughout the movie, no Ashley. Spencer kept
imagining her running into the class room apologizing that
she got held up somewhere or some excuse that wasn’t “I
was avoiding that bitch”

The lights flicked on and the brunette still hadn’t
surfaced, class was over so she walked out into the hallway
hoping to see her sitting outside on the bench, not wanted
to interrupt the class in progress, she was sweet like that.
No Ashley. Spencer made her way out the doors into the
blistering cold, she looked into bag to find her phone to
call for a ride, as she moved things around she saw her iPod
at the bottom, she put her phone back and pulled out the
music player. She decided to walk home and listen to music,
in the blistering cold, maybe she’d feel an ounce of pain
that Ashley was feeling right about now. The whole way home
she let the music go into her mind and clear away the
thoughts she was thinking. Not even this could make her
forget about the look on Ashley’s face, or what Spencer
had done to her. She had to get her back. She got back to
her room to see if Ashley had been online. No Luck, she
pulled up the away message window and changed it. She stood
up from her computer and laid in bed still listening to
music, on the verge of tears.

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Spencer walked around the apartment like a zombie the entire
day, wondering if she should call her, she didn’t even
have her number but she was determined to get it if she had
to. She was so worried about her, it had been 26 hours since
she last saw Ashley walk away.

She didn’t know if their friendship would be able to get
through this, how could Spencer have been so stupid and
mean? She wasn’t like that, she didn’t care if she was a
lesbian. Her uncle was gay, and she wasn’t a homophobe,
she loved gay people. She was all about being who you are,
if Ashley liked girls then who was she to stop her or judge
her. It made her cringe when she heard stories or saw movies
about people that judged or Gay Bashed, people like the
person Spencer was yesterday. She’d only known Ashley for
about two weeks but the last two weeks were the best two
weeks ever, the excitement of if she was going to see her or
when they ran errands that day, how her laughter and good
mood seemed to be contagious. And then her face, the hurt,
the feeling of being betrayed.

How many people have reacted like that to her, she was
probably used to it, which isn’t fair, she probably needs
someone and I shut the door on her.

She walked over to her computer and opened iTunes and
double clicked “Chemical’s React” she sat at her desk
listening to it letting the music hit her, at the end of the
song she replayed it, this time listening to the lyrics.

“you make me feel out of my element, like I’m walking
on broken glass, like my world is spinning in slow motion,
and you’re moving too fast”

As she listened to the lyrics more closely she realized
that it was like Ashley choose this song for a reason, like
this is what she was feeling, at least that’s how Spencer
felt right now.

I need to make this right, I can’t sit here and think of
her hurting. Even if she doesn’t forgive me I still need
to apologize and explain that I was just freaked out which
is no excuse but I have to make it right.

She grabbed her bag and coat and walked out of the
apartment, she didn’t know where she was going or what was
going to happen but she didn’t care, she had to do
something.