Aiden: "And you don’t like her?"

Ashley: "No. We were fast friends and my caring for her came quick."

Aiden: "Who are you trying to convince Ash?"

Ashley: "Just shut up already."

Aiden: "Ok."

Ashley looked back at the lockers from the tree she leaned on. She saw Spencer about to open her locker.

Ashley: "I hope this works."

Aiden: "It will."

Ashley: "Hopefully. Cross your fingers, but somewhere else, because I don’t want her knowing that I told you all of this because it’ll just make her mad. So, shoo."

Aiden: "Great way to be nice Ash."

Ashley: "Yeah yeah shut up and go."

Aiden walked off and took a seat at a picnic table not that far away from his and Ashley’s tree. He wanted to see Ashley’s eyes light up at the sight of the blonde girl. He loved that Ashley was undeniably happy when she was with Spencer and talking to or of Spencer. The happiness radiated off of her and it didn’t go unnoticed by any passerby. Ashley Davies was for once truly happy and to Aiden, Ashley’s bright nose crinkling smile was one of the greatest most heart warming things to see.

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Spencer stood in front of her locker and began to turn the combination. After she successfully unlocked the lock, she opened her locker and out fell a red paper.

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Ashley stood at the tree biting her nails, nervous for what was to come.

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Spencer looked at the red paper lying on the floor curiously and picked it up off the floor. She flipped it over and saw the neatest handwriting.

I wonder who this is from.

Ok. I know that you probably don’t want to talk at the moment, especially to me, but this gorgeous blue eyed blonde once told me that "it’s best to let things out and talk to someone.."
Trust me she was right. Look Spence, I know I was out of line that night and I shouldn’t have come on to you like that. I just wasn’t thinking. Well I was in a way because I thought that you wanted what I wanted and I guess I was looking at a totally different image than you. All I can say is that I am sorry for being the cause of this confusion you are clearly feeling. Just know that I’ll be here no matter what. Whether it’s you dealing with your sexuality or you just wanting a listening ear. I’ll drop everything, because you have been the nicest person to me. I was a complete mess until you came into that restroom. I can’t think of any repayment that could even be close to what you have given me. What’s taken is given, and that’s exactly what I am doing, taking your loving and caring self, putting it into me, and giving it right back to you. I hope you want me to be your rock because without a doubt you are mine.