Spencers POV 

As I sit in the booth at Grays, I look over at Chelsea still wondering why I came here. She told me I needed to see new people, and by new people she means people who aren’t Ashley. I’ve been moping around my house for approximately one month, three days and two hours, but who’s counting. My days consist of endlessly crying , watching All My Children  and eating chocolate covered in chocolate covered in chocolate (which by the way doesn’t help with heartbreak).

I can’t help but think that this is supposed to be the other way around. I broke up with her she’s supposed to be doing this whole Legally Blonde act not me, right? I can’t help it that I’m still in love with her though. I know what you’re thinking though, how can you still be in love with her when you’re the one who broke her heart not the other way around. Like I said I can’t help it.

 I can’t even really explain why I did it though; I just felt like I had to, stupid reason but idiot over did it anyway. I just, I couldn’t deal with the whole Aiden thing anymore. I couldn’t deal with knowing that someone else was in love with the same girl I was. I couldn’t deal with knowing he was just waiting for the right moment to take her away from me. I didn’t want to hear her tell me that she was leaving me for him. She told nothing was going to happen, and I believed her, still do but like I said I just couldn’t deal

So, I did it first and regret it every second of everyday.

So after about three days of convincing Chelsea finally got me to come to Grays. Oh and one more thing its open mic night! Awesome! ehh not really. Now I get to watch two hours of American Idol rejects.

“Hey! Spence, pay attention the next girl is supposed to be really good.” Chelsea told as the last guy walked of the stage. “Okay” I tell her back, but I can’t help but doubt her though, I mean it’s been forty-five minutes and I feel like my ears are bleeding.