Greenery sped by as the tires turned on the pavement below. Silence held strong in the confines of the vehicle except the radio playing softly through the speakers. Pulling up to the Carlin residence Ashley felt like a teenage boy dropping his date off.

“You coming?” Spencer called making her realize that the blonde had already exited the car.

Ashley shut the car off and got out pocketing the keys in the process. She walked behind Spencer, enjoying the view of the girl’s ass swinging in her jeans which means her attention was not on walking.

Spencer stopped inside the door and felt a body bump into her, “Nice…” she laughed at the bewildered look on Ashley’s face.

“Spencer is that you?” Arthur called from the living room.

Sighing she knew she’d have to introduce Ashley all over again to her parents if she wanted her to stay over. Reaching back she wrapped her fingers around Ashley’s hand tugging her to the living room.

“Hi daddy,” Spencer faked a happy tone as they approached the man lounging in his lazy boy with the feet up and a drink in hand.

“Hi darling and who is this?” he pushed the foot stool back down and sat up in the chair.

“I’m Ashley Davies, we met once before.”

“Ah yes the birthday party girl.” he chuckled reaching his hand out to shake her’s which was gladly offered up.

“Nice to meet you Mr. Carlin,” she smiled charmingly.

“Well come on Ashley…” Spencer rushed out grabbing the brunette’s hand and trying to leave but her father called out to her making her sigh and turn around, “Yes?”

“We talked to your brother. It won’t happen again.” he winked then turned back to the television.

“Spencer?” again her name sounded out into the room, taking a deep breath her and Ashley wondered into the kitchen, “Oh Spencer there you are. Can you help….oh hi, I didn’t see you there. I’m Paula Carlin.” she extended her hand after wiping it off on the dish rag hanging from her shoulder.

“Ashley Davies,”

“Spencer you do realize your grounded right?”

Spencer nodded, “Ashley is here to help with homework.” This earned her an arch of her mother’s brow since Spencer was smart and didn’t need help, “My music comp. Ashley is in an advanced class.”