Two years is a long time to go without the one person that you want the most, the person you crave. Its one of the hardest things for a person to go through. The hardest being watching the one you love, love someone else. But I’ve been doing it for the last two years now and it kills me more and more each day. To think that he gets to hold her, and kiss her, and love her, all the things I want to do but can’t, kills me, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

As I sit here and think I come to one conclusion that I’m gonna have to make the first move to be her friend, or its never gonna happen. But how? Do I just walk up to her and say something or do I need a plan? You know what I’m feeling impulsive I’m just gonna go for it.

But as I’m walking I begin to have second thoughts but my legs didn’t get the memo so by the time I’ve talked myself out of it I’m standing in front of Spencer.

“Hi um I was wondering if uh you might wanna hang out after school sometime? You don’t have to if you don’t want but-” I stutter luckily she saves me from further embarrassment.

“Sure, I would love to. How about this afternoon? Say 5 o’clock at gray?” she has such confidence when she says this it makes me wanna kiss that smirk right off her face. In due time Ashley, in due time.

I go through the rest of the day in a daze. But when I get home the first thing I do is scream and do my happy dance, I would explain it but its just to embarrassing. So any way I get ready and look at the clock, 4:00, damn still to early to leave. Well I can daydream about the possibilities of what this afternoon might hold in store.

I jerk awake not even realizing I had fallin to sleep. I look over at the clock and are that I have less than 10 minutes to get to the club. I’m up, out the door, and on my way in a minute flat. God I hope I don’t end up being late. I would kill myself if that happened, well not really but you get the idea.

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Ok I have good news and I have bad news. Good news is I wasn’t late, bad news is I’m not sure I can keep myself from jumping Spencer. I swear she did it on purpose, but she dressed so sexy she could turn a preachers head. So I’m sitting here suffering in the best way and I think she knows it because it seems like she’s teasing me. She made a comment earlier about it being got in here and in did a button on her shirt giving me a good view of her cleavage and bra, which is black by the way, then she started running her finger up and down the exposed part of her chest, I’m not very good at telling when someones flirting with me, but I think she is,

I keep having to clench my thighs together, she’s just so damn sexy, I can’t help it. “I have to go to the bathroom.” I say when I can no longer take the throbbing between my legs.

“ok I’ll be right here.”

I barely hear her comment as I rush to the bathroom. Once I’m in a stall I stuff my hand down my pants, frantic to get off and get back to the sweet torture of being at the table with Spencer. But just as I’m about there I hear Spencer’s voice, “Ashley?” and that sends me flying over the edge.

As soon as I recover I say “Yeah Spencer?”

“I was just checking on you you’ve been gone for about fifteen minutes.”

“I’m fine.” I walk out of the stall and my jaw drops, I see Spencer shirtless and braless and she’s looking straight at me with a smirk on her face. What’s she up to?