Spencer swung her sack of a purse onto the purple bedspread and flopped down in similar fashion.

"Urrrrgh" she moaned, shutting her eyes. The bed suddenly lurched and the headboard collided with the wall with a resounding BANG as Ashley made a running jump onto the bed.

"Whatnow." the brunette mock-snapped.

"A little old for jumping on the bed aren’t we?" Spencer inquired without opening her eyes. No word from Ashley. Spencer could imagine her rolling her eyes. "Does your mother enjoy hiring out contractors to fix all the dents in the wall behind your headboard?"

"Dude,” Ashley chuckled, raising her eyebrows, “She does not think they’re from jumping!”

Spencer let out a shocked laugh “Oh really, Ashley– don’t you mean she knows they’re not from jumping.”

Tired of the banter, Ashley giggled. “Whatever, pervert.” Switching to a sarcastic tone, she changed the topic.  “So what’s this… problem of yours again?”

“No-thing!” Spencer sighed “I talk way too much about school. I just totally crapped out on the chem test today and its dragging my average down.”

“Drop it!” Ashley urged.

“Noo, Ash, I plan on having a future after college and I can’t do pre-med without high-school chem!” She thought she heard Ashley mutter overachiever under her breath.

Spencer pursued it “What?”

“Nevermind…” Ashley sang. Spencer decided to drop it.

Ashley glanced at the clock the leaned over Spencer, grabbed the remote and flipped on the TV.

“THEHILLSTHEHILLSTHEHILLSTHEHILLSSS!” Spencer babbled as Lauren Conrad graced the screen. Flick– the picture blinked to a red-faced Gordon Ramsay.

“NOOOOO you picked last time!” Spencer caterwauled amid the stream of BLEEEPS blaring from the TV.

The volume bar creeped across the TV screen until Spencer’s protests were drowned out by a stream of Gordon’s obscenities. Ashley turned it down to talk just as it reached ear-splitting level.

“Its my house.” Ashley countered, an uncontrollable grin splitting her face. In any other situation Spencer would have played Ashley’s childish games, but with every second she was losing more and more of the new episode. She bolted off the bed. Ashley jumped up and followed hot on Spencer’s heels as the girls clambered to the living room, giggling breathlessly.

Spencer ran to the flatscreen and flipped the channels manually back to the Hills, struggling against Ashley, who was flipping channels in the opposite direction with the remote. The screen flickered between Ramsay and Audrina Partridge, coming rest on Audrina as Spencer covered the TV’s receiver with her hand. Turning triumphantly to Ashley, she squealed in frustration at the sight of the older girl stretched out on the couch, feet touching one armrest and fingers grazing the other, leaving no room for the blonde to sit. Spencer sat on Ashley’s stomach without hesitating for a second.