"Mishell."

"Well than, Mishell, would you like a cup of coffee?"

"I would love one but than I’ve got to get going. I just moved and I have a lot to do…"

"All right but can I have your phone number? We definitely have to do this again," Spencer winked at the red head as she began pouring coffee into a mug.

"Sure…" while the woman was telling Spencer the number Rowan was talking ot his match.

"So…you go to King, Sarah?"

"No I got to Westcot…"

"That’s cool so I’ll be seeing you around then," Rowan said lying through his teeth as he plastered a huge fake smile on his face that made him look as though he had lock jaw.

"Okay…bye…"

Sarah left without saying a word to Spencer but Spencer didn’t mind that much. Rowan was right she was extremely annoying. She sounded like she had swallowed a tank of helium, Spencer laughed at her own joke. mishell had left saying a quick good-bye before hand.

"You think that’s funny, huh?"

Spencer couldn’t hold it in anymore and she burst out into fits of giggles, "Yes…yes I…do!" she spluttered barely able to make out the words.

"You do huh well do you think this…" he picked Spencer up by her waist, "is funny?" Rowan carried a kicking and screaming Spencer outside. He threw her unceremoniously into the pool. Spencer screamed as she hit the cold water. Rowan was laughing so hard tears were spilling out of his eyes. Spencer soon recovered and got her revenge by pulling Rowan into the pool with her.

On Monday Spencer was walking to class with Rowan. The two were still joking about Saturday’s events.

"I mean seriously Rowan did her moans sound that squeaky too?" Spencer joked cackiling at her own joke. Rowan started to tickle her sending her almost straight into a pole. It was a good thing that someone was standing in front of it. Shit! Why am I always banging into people!? "I’m sor…" she stopped short when she saw who exactly it was she had banged into. Ashley was giving her a surprised but humorous look.

"Watch where you’re going dyke!"

Spencer glared at her, "Look it was an accident okay!"

"Yeah I’m sure…"

"Whatever Ashely…" Spencer grumbled as she tried to walk past the cheerleader she was not in the mood to deal with her homophobic adittude.

"Don’t whatever me! Come here!" Ashely dragged her into a neighboring classroom, "I’m sorry about that but I can’t be nice to you… it would give me a bad repu…"

"Do you care about anybody other than yourself!?"

"I said I was sorry…"

"Sometimes sorry isn’t fucking good enough!"

"I said I was…!"

"Just stop fucking talking for once," Spencer grabbed Ashely and collided her lips with the brunette’s. They just stood there melting into each other’s arms; reveling in the kiss they both had waited for. Soon however Ashely pulled away looking into Spencer’s eyes very confused.

"What was…?"

"I’ll talk to you later Ashley," Spencer said and wheeled out of the room. Spencer strolled into class and took her seat in the back next to Rowan.

"Are you okay? All I saw was you and Ashely talking and then you dissapeared…"

"It was nothing…what has happened in class so far?"

"Well he hasn’t arrived yet…"

"Who?"

"New teacher…he’s probably lonst or something," Spencer shrugged and reached into her bag pulling out her hstory teacher.

"Sorry I’m late class," a feminine voice adressed the impatient students, "I’m Mishell Parkinson your new history teacher." Spencer’s head jerked up and she found herself face to face with her red head…