Sunday came and went. Glen moved back home though he would stay there for a week under doctors orders. Arthur hadn’t asked about the party or the aftermath so no one told him and the house was spotless, probably cleaner than it was before. Spencer hadn’t gotten a chance to see or talk to Ashley since Saturday morning. The brunette was attending her fathers funeral in New York and insisted that Spencer not come. I don’t want you to be a part of the sadness. I’m leaving that part of my life and I’m coming back to you. How could she argue with a statement like that? Exactly. It was Monday. The whole school had heard about Ashley’s trip to the ER but didn’t say about it. There were so many stories circulating about Ashley at any given time that no one new what was fact and fiction anymore. "Today is a new day." Ashley had snuck up on Spencer from behind, wrapping her arms around her as she leaned in for a much overdue kiss. They were attracting attention. "Get a room" Madison sneered. Ashley never broke the kiss but instead reluctantly removed an arm from Spencer’s wasit and gave Madison the finger. Spencer couldn’t contain her laughter and pulled away, finishing their little make out session with a peck. However, it’s not like Madison to go down without trying to drag a few fuckers with her. "I’ll break that finger next time, chica." She sneered, stepping up and into Ashley’s face. "Madison, don’t be bitter cause we wouldn’t let you in on a threesome. I told you, you’re just not our type." 4 points Ashley, 0 Madison. Defeated, and late for class, Madison shot her one of those signature evil "this isn’t the end, bitch" glares and walked away, taking her possee of cheer bitches with her. That’s when Ashley saw her. She was on the other side of the quad and hard to miss. Her bright red hair fell just below her shoulders and her eyes were shielded with clearly expensive large black sunglasses. Her lacoste polo was popped, her jeans were expertly rolled, and her rainbows…Those bitches were brand new. She was the poster child for the wealthy, preppy, new england private school, nantucket-bound, teen and she was making a bee line for Ashley and her beau.