Spencer was fearful, not wanting to lose anyone and not wanting to be judged. She couldn’t get passed what everyone else thought and felt and think and feel for herself. She lived for everyone else and not her. So, she couldn’t choose Ashley, it wasn’t agreed upon by the people around her. They disagreed so she listened and did what they ordered. As much regret, guilt, and sadness that was running through her veins, and being conveyed through her features, Spencer feels she made the right choice in way. Why, because everyone around her was happy, happy she wasn’t feeling what she wanted to feel and thinking what she wanted to think. She may have been sad, but they were happy and that’s all that mattered.

Ashley looked at Spencer with shame, hate, and disgust. She needn’t hear words from the girl, because what could she say. ‘Oh I’m sorry but we can’t be friends anymore because my mom said so.’ She hated that the girl wouldn’t live her own life and stop living up to the expectations of her mother. On numerous occasions Spencer told Ashley how much she hated ballroom dancing and how much she loved acting and singing. But her mom disapproved and made Spencer attend dancing classes and forget her dreams of ever becoming a multi talented actress. Spencer needed to realize that her life was in fact HER life and no one had the right to control it. Yes, rules and boundaries of actions you can and cannot perform are made, but there are no rules and regulations permitting you from feeling how you feel. Barriers, as in stupid bigots, may stand in the way, making you believe that what you are feeling is wrong and they may brainwash you into believing the world is going to hate you. Yeah many may hate you but, many will love you and appreciate for you for happily feeling as you do. For not giving a fuck about the supposed ‘normal’ people. They’ll appreciate you for flaunting your ‘abnormality’. Ashley was disgusted that Spencer believed all those bigots.

Ashley took her seat at the back of the class, the seat beside her empty, as the occupier now sat at the front of the class. Ashley saw Aiden walk in and he looked at her with confusion since he had seen the girls seperated. He quietly sat down beside Ashley and looked at her curiously.

Aiden: "What happened now?"

–Ok wow. That was a crazed chapter indeed. I had no idea what to write about so I just crammed all this junk together. It’s not really a productive chapter in my view. Eh. Well ok Spashley shall become Spashley in a couple of chapters. I don’t know exactly how many but not a lot. So not that long. Yay! There’s just a bit more I need to have happen, said, blah blah. But it’s coming slowly but surely! Well I hoped you liked this. Comment please!