By the time Spencer arrived back home it was dark out and all that she could see were the lights on in her living room. Her “friend” next door was obviously not home. The black Porsche that stood proudly in drive way was missing and every light was off. The blonde had no idea why Ashley fascinated her so much. Spencer tried to chalk it up to the fact that she was studying psychology and Ashley seemed like the perfect specimen but there had to be more to it than that.

The front door flew open and Glen came darting outside.

Glen: Where have you been?

Spencer: I told you. I had to get my books.

Glen: We are starving!

Spencer: I’m sorry.

Glen opened the door to the back seat and carefully removed the pizza.

Spencer: I’ll get the beer.

Spencer grabbed the 12 pack of beer and tried to balance it on her books. She began to wobble and the screech of tires next to her didn’t help. She tried to keep steady but the beer tumbled to the ground.

Glen: Damn!

Spencer: Sorry.

Glen stood starring that car that pulled in next door and to Spencer’s amazement, not at the beer lying on the ground.

Spencer looked up to find Ashley laughing.

Glen ran over with his hand outstretched.

Glen: Hey, I’m Glen.

Ashley: Ashley.

Glen: This is a hot car!

Ashley: I know.

Glen: Do you live here?

Ashley nodded.

Glen: Well, we just moved in here. This is my SISTER Spencer.

He made sure to emphasize the word sister so Ashley wouldn’t get the wrong idea.

Ashley: We met earlier.

Spencer gave her weakest smile.

Glen: Did you want to come over? We got some pizza and beer.

Ashley looked at the cans, which were now fizzing on the ground.

Ashley: I’ll pass. Thanks.

Glen: another time then?

Spencer had enough.

Spencer: Glen, she has boyfriend! Let’s go.

Glen: Oh, sorry.

Ashley batted her eyelashes and smiled as sincerely as she knew how.

Ashley: Actually, I don’t have a boyfriend.

Spencer: Aiden?

Ashley didn’t even wait for Spencer to finish saying Aiden’s name.

Ashley: Over.

Spencer: Oh. Sorry.

Glen: Well if you want maybe I could take you out some time.

Ashley bent down and grabbed some of the beer cans and began handing them back to Spencer. She looked up at the blonde and locked eyes with an intensity that Spencer had never felt before.

Ashley: Sorry Glen, you’re not my type.

With that Ashley turned and walked back to her front door. Waving goodbye she disappeared inside.

Spencer: What is the deal with her?

Glen stood stone still and continued to stare.

Spencer: Hello?

Glen: What?

Spencer: She is so bizarre. One second she is yelling at me, the next she is making out with some guy in my face and the last she smiled and waved. Seriously, bi-polar disorder can be rough if gone untreated.

Glen: She is so hot.

Spencer: Get off it Glen. She told you, she isn’t interested.

Glen closed the passenger door of Spencer’s car and began the walk up the driveway.

Glen: I don’t know, I think she’s playing hard to get. She wants me.

Spencer paused to watch the light in foyer turn on in Ashley’s house before rolling her eyes and following her brother inside.

TBC…