Spencer sighed aloud as she flopped down on her bed. Damn that Alexis, how could Ashley allow that girl to drape herself over her like that? Ashley was way more attractive; she could do so much better than that slut Alexis! Yeah, by getting with someone like you? Spencer’s mind thought sarcastically. There’s no way Ashley would want a lowly sophomore like me… Spencer thought in despair. Ashley’s had sex so many times and I’m still a virgin…not that I want to give my virginity up to just anyone, but why would she want a younger girl with no experience? Spencer’s hand wandered over to her belly as she thought about Ashley’s cleanly chiseled abs. Mmm…all that water just running down them…and her muscles…not to mention I think her nipples were all hard since it was a little drafty in the locker room… Spencer thought, tracing circles on her abdomen. Oh what the hell, she thought, quickly sliding her jeans off and kicking her underwear off with them. She sighed and brought her hand down to her aching clit, which pulsed with desire. Desire for Ashley, that was. Suddenly her mom knocked on the door. “Spencer?” “Damn.” Spencer muttered under her breath, quickly pulling her jeans back up before opening the door. “Yeah Mom?” she asked. “You left your phone downstairs, and it was Chelsea who just called. Looks like they want you to interview some….softball player for your school’s student body newspaper.” Spencer’s heart started pounding like a jackhammer. “For the boys’ or girls’ team?” she asked quickly. “Girls’… I think she said they needed you to interview some girl…the pitcher, I think.” “Ashley? Ashley Davies? Is it her?” Spencer asked excitedly, trying not to sound overjoyed. “I don’t remember the name… that could’ve been it. It was some common girl’s name.” Everyone at King High hung out at Gray on Friday nights. Ashley was bound to be there. Spencer debated nervously before the mirror over what to wear. She threw piles of unsuitable outfits onto her bed. After going through her wardrobe several times, she finally settled on slightly ripped jeans, a band t-shirt, and a Volcom jacket. She wasn’t going on a date, so there was no use in dressing up; especially when Madison would definitely made some remark about how she was trying to make a move on Ashley.