The next evening was spent like every other evening accept this time after Ashley was done entertaining everybody she grasped Spencer’s hand and pulled her into the center of the living room where all of the brunette’s buddies were seated.

At Spencer’s questioning look, Ashley gave her hand a squeeze and then whispered in the young blonde’s ear, “I want to introduce you to everybody.”

Spencer nodded. The young teen had been coming over to the house for two weeks and she’d yet to know everybody’s name. The only people she did know were Aiden, his girlfriend Susan, Kyla, Christine, and Grandma.

“Everyone, I’d like you guys to meet somebody, this is Spencer, her family moved here not to long ago from Ohio,” Ashley announced.

A chorus of “Hi Spencer,” rang out from everybody. The young teen smiled shyly and gave a little wave around the room.

“Okay,” Ashley continued. “First off we have Clay and his girlfriend Chelsea,” she said pointing towards the dark skinned male and the petite young lady next to them. “Clay handles the personal bills and pay roll.”

Chelsea, to Spencer’s surprise, came up out of her seat and gave the young blonde a warm friendly hug, “Hi it’s nice to finally meet you, Ashley talks endlessly about you.”

“Oh she does huh,” Spencer asked with a smirk as she turned to look at Ashley who was timidly ducking her head.

The young rocker sent a quick glare towards Chelsea then nervously cleared her throat, “Um … moving on. This right here is Danny, but, we call him Carrot Top because of his red hair. He, along with Aiden, is my personal body guard.”

Danny nodded his head in acknowledgment. Danny was a very muscular guy. He was at least a good four feet over Aiden. His hair, all natural, was so red it looked like it was on fire.

“Okay,” Ashley said continuing with introductions. “Here we have Eric,” she said pointing towards a short good looking man with shaggy blonde hair sitting in front of them. “He’s in charge of transportation, and being a huge pain in my ass.”

Eric laughed and shoved Ashley lightly with his foot, “Oh shut up.”

“Alright, this guy over here is Rick, he’s in charge of wardrobe when I’m touring and such, and those two Tom and Brian are my personal aides. Finally, last, we have my best friend Ryan; he’s the bass guitar player in my band. He’s also my right hand man; we’ve known each other since freshman year in high school.”