“I do actually…only to people I know…”

“well, I’m sitting here…talking to you and you know my name…or I know your name” I told her

“exactly…I don’t know your name” she told me turning back around

“Ashley…” I told her “…Ashley Davies.” I added “…what’s my name?”

“Ashley…” she said

“there…you know my name and I know yours…so now we know each other and I’m pretty sure you can be nice to me now…” I told her

“is there any reason you keep bugging me? I mean what do you want?”

“just conversation…” I replied “…Aiden’s passed out, so I’m kind of stuck alone…”

“you’re not one of those people that talks to themselves?” she asked me smiling a little

“uh I actually stopped that a while ago…but I’ll take that smile, even if you’re laughing at your own joke…” I told her then she glared at me “…yeah see…I can throw the sarcasm right back” I added “…so, feel like talking?”

“fine…” she said sitting down in the sand leaning back against a log

“so Spencer…what’s your story?” I asked her

“that’s a very broad question” she said

“and I’m wide awake…so spill”

“well…I’m eighteen…I’m going to college at UCLA”

“oh right down the street from my apartment” I told her

“and you say that like we’ll hang out…” she said

“no…actually I’m just making a comment, but continue” I said

“yeah…well I have one brother…Glen, and he’s a college drop out who lost his basketball scholarship because he ruined his knee…”

“ouch”

“yeah and now I’m here…talking to you”

“that wasn’t a very long story” I told her

“yeah well you hardly know me” she said

“fair enough…”

“what about you? What’s your story Ashley Davies?”

“uh it’s pretty simple…” I told her “…I didn’t go to college…I’m nineteen and got my G.E.D. halfway through my senior year due to my parents ruining my life…but I’m in a band and we have a small recording contract…”

“ooh the rich rocker…” she chimed in

“…not exactly…it’s not about the money to me” I told her “…but we travel a lot which is nice because then Aiden stays at my house and keeps it clean…”

“yeah you and Aiden…are you two dating?” she asked

“no…no we did, but we aren’t anymore…” I told her “…yeah that’s a long and complicated story…”