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~Ashley’s POV~

“Since you invited me to this party, you should be the one asking my parents’ permission for me.” Spencer told me while sitting in the passenger’s seat of my car as I parked it at their driveway.

“Sure, Sure.” I replied, feigning annoyance. To tell you the truth, I love the Carlins, well, except Glen but he has his moments, rare, but its there. And not to be boastful or anything but I know the Carlins love me too, especially Spencer’s mom, Paula – she adores me. They are the coolest family that I have ever met. I vividly remember the time when Spencer came out to her family – she invited me. So, being the whipped best friend that I was, I came.

~about 5 months ago~

The Carlins and I are eating dinner while chatting on how our day was. Everyone was talking away except I and Spencer who looks so nervous its like she was going to faint.

“Are you gonna eat that?” Glen asked when he saw Spencer’s plate is still full.

“No.” Spencer answered, giving the plate to Glen – he is such a pig, most of the time.

“Score”

“Hun, are you ok?” Mrs. Carlin asked Spencer.

“Yes, I’m ok… Actually, there is something that I have to tell you all.” Spencer announced. The nervousness of Spencer increased tenfold because all of her family’s eyes are on her. I squeezed her hand underneath the table for encouragement.

“You are getting pale, Spence” Clay, Spencer’s adoptive brother said.

“Hun, you want to lie down first before you can tell us what’s bothering you? I’m sure it can wait.” Mr. Carlin said.

“No, I’m ok. I just need to get this out in the open.” With a wild beating heart, Spencer continued on to what she’s saying. “Everyone, I’m… I… uhm…I’m gay.”

What followed was a deafening silence which can match every deafening silence known to man. Spencer looked at her family and everyone was just staring at her. She told me afterwards that she wished that the ground could just swallow her right there and then.