“Ashley what the hell are you doing here again? She bluntly stated.
“Spencer we have already been through this, I want to make sure you’re alright.” I candidly said to her.
“Is that so, hmmm?” She didn’t seem convinced.
“Yeah” I think she was trying to figure out what I had heard in the hall.
“Okay then.” She said simply.
“So when do you get out of here?” I casually asked.
“Tomorrow, why?”
For once don’t be fucking stupid. This girl can’t go back to that house, come up with something.
“Do you think you’ll be fine to hangout tomorrow?” I blurted out
“I’m not sure that would be a good idea.”
“Why not, it’s not like you haven’t been lying on your back for a while, what harm can come from it?” I smirked.
She caught the sarcasm in my voice, she smiled.
“Oh my god!” My voice imitated panic.
“Wa-what Ashley, is there something wrong?” Worry quickly gathered in her voice.
“Oh, you know, I thought I saw a smile.” I laughed and dodged an arm.
“You’re such a fucker.” I laughed at her word choice.
“Yea, well I rather be a fucker, then an ass.” I sneered at her. She caught the double meaning, She blushed
“Why Miss. Carlin, did I just make you blush.” I snickered at her.
“Don’t flatter yourself, my face just likes to show different colors.” She said with a coy smile.
“Well as much fun has this been I got to go Spencer, I’ll you see you tomorrow hope you’re a morning person.” I smiled and left.
“I know she got it Cause she lookin’ at me like she want it (Want It)
She Drop it low, Make me wanna throw Some d's on it (Hey)
Whatever it is you can’t stop it, cause she get low
When she on that pole, and that lets me know
She got it times ten
(psst) Whoa, She Got it, Shawty, She got it.”
It was Sophie. “Sophie, I should kick your ass for the other night.” My voice mocked annoyance.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Miss Davies.” She laughed.
“Oh don’t play innocent, you ass.” I rolled my eyes. Why was she calling me?
“Sophie what do you want?” I asked curiously.
“God, could you be anymore fucking impatient, you know what they say, patience is a virtue.”
“Sophie I’m going to ask one more time what you want, before I hang up the phone.” I was irritated now.
“Sophie, what do you want, you have ten seconds to answer.