Ashley’s POV

"Come on you idiot! It’s not even a date! Kyla’s a great cook. All you have to do is sit back, enjoy the food and look cute." I mumbled to myself, staring at multiple outfits i have laid out on my bed. Shit, i don’t know how i’m going to do it, but i need to get Spencer back.I’m dying with out her.

"ASHLEY" I whip my head behind me to find Kyla, carrying a heap of clothing rushing towards me. "I need your help. I don’t know what the fuck to wear! What do you even wear to a basket ball date?! Is this even a date? I don’t even know. " With that, Kyla let her arms drop which sent her clothes falling to my floor. I giggled. 

"Ky, chill. Here.." I pulled out a familiar pair of gray yoga pants and grabbed a plain skin tight pink tee. "You have cute hair. It always looks good in a high pony tail. So just do that with a head band or something." I shrugged. Kyla half smiled. 

"Thanks" She gathered her clothes and rushed back to her room. I finally decided on a long grey cardigan with a bob marley tee underneath. Dark skinny jeans also, of course. 

"I whip my hair back and fourth, I whip my hair back and fourth" my phone rang. I dug under my sheets to search for my phone. 

"I whip my hair back and fourth, I whip my hair back and fourth"

"Alright, Willow!" I shouted to my bed. "oh.." It was on my night stand. God damn it Ashley Davies. This is why you need to put stuff where they don’t belong.

"Hello?"

"Hey.."

"Oh..hey Spencer" MY heart was beating a hundred beats per second. 

"Hey. Um, Kyla’s not answering her phone, so could you let her know that Aiden’s on his way."

"Oh okay. She’s so excited for her little date. She came rushing in here to ask her big sis what to wear. I’m such a role model." 

"Alright, Ash. Let’s not get a big head." Spencer snorted. 

"Oh please. You love it..Well, you used to…"

 The line went quiet.

“Yeah, well can you just tell Kyla that Aiden’s coming?”