I explained to my mother the issue and she decided until we get exact locations we’re staying. Spencer and Skyler have been avoiding me at all costs and its Monday. A full week. Doesn’t sound like long time but I really miss Spencer. I have seen no signs of my past either which is good yet scary. Maybe I was just imagining the whole thing? No.

Looking up from the table I’m sitting at I see Spencer giggling with Skyler. I wish I knew what they were talking about. Skyler must have told a joke. She should be giggling with ME. What has this girl done to me? I’m acting like a sniveling baby. Spencer Carlin look what you do to me. I barely even know you. Now who is this girl walking up to you like she’s all that. brown hair, brown eyes, small figure, nothing I don’t have. They start to talk and she flirtatiously touches Spencer. Not that Spencer minds, obviously. She’s flirting right back.

"I can’t watch this any more." I mutter to nobody and stand up. I’m just going to go home and sulk like the baby I am. Oh wait I can’t get to my car with out going by Spencer. maybe she wont see me.

I walk toward the double doors and chance a look. She sees me alright. She looks cute with that glare. Like Simba when he tries to roar. I love ‘The Lion King’. This thought brings a smile to my face. I noticed I stopped walking and am smiling at Spencer. She flips me off and turns away. Oops. I hurry to my car. I sit there for a minute and think. Do I really want to go home right now? A tap on my window brings me out of my reverie. Rolling down the window I look at the girl. She’s the same flirty one that was with Spencer.

"Yes?" I ask trying to not let my jealousy show.

"You Ashley?" I nod. "Spencer wanted me to give you this." She holds out a movie ticket stub.

"Uh…thanks." I say unsure. She nods and walks away. I look at the ticket. ‘Twilight’. I turn it over and notice something scratched into it.

REBEL BOOKWORM + PREPPY PRINCESS

"Oh Spencer." She must have done it at Starbucks. I slid the stub into my back pocket and start the car. I have to do something. I can’t live my life in fear. She can’t control me any more. I head home with a plan on how to get Spencer to talk to me will be perfect. Hopefully.