Spencer wants Ashley to do something first. “You have to give me a kiss first.” Ashley and Spencer happily lean into a sweet little kiss. After that, Spencer is ready to let her in on the secret. “Well first of all, I won’t be coming home with you today.” Ashley looks sad for a second then Spencer continues. “My mom and I are going to the barber shop…its finally time to get my hair cut so I can donate it to Locks of Love!” Ashley interrupts temporarily forgetting about the secret. “That’s great, I’m so proud of you for doing that, but I can’t imagine you with short hair” Spencer looks puzzled. “Ash, you’ve seen pictures of when I had short hair.” Ashley answers. “Yeah, but that was before I knew you…It might take time to get use to.” Spencer is quick to defuse any worry Ashley has. “That’s cool, just think of it like this, it’s a great cause, and I’ll be part of a process that makes people who feel like they’re less than themselves because they lost their hair. I’m giving them ten inches of my gorgeous blonde hair!” He jokes flipping his hair back with his good left hand. They both laugh.”Plus, I can always grow it back.”

Ashley is feeling better about that now back to the secret. She playfully demands. “I know that’s not what you and my dad were talking about so what is it? Tell me!” Spencer is ready to spill the beans. “Okay…okay I’ve made you wait long enough…” Ashley nods in agreement and Spencer continues. “I was asking your dad if he could arrange to have a limo pick you up from school today, because I booked you an appointment at the spa!”

Ashley is really happy. She gets up and goes around to his side of the table to give him a hug. “Thank you, thank you thank you, that’s so sweet! You’re the best boyfriend ever!” They kiss then the bell rings. Ashley doesn’t want to pull away but reluctantly does after a quick kiss.

It’s after school the cheerleaders are in the gym practicing. They hear clapping, and turn in unison as if it was a part of a cheer to see who it is. They are disappointed to see that it’s Madison. Sherri addresses her. “Damn! We were hoping we were imagining your tweets and Facebook posts.” Un-phased by the comment, Madison begins saying what she came to say. “Nope, I’m really here, and I was clapping because you guys are really good. I should’ve gotten you more involved when I was running the squad.”