The next day at school, I’m changing my books at my locker for my first period when Lisa shows up right next to me. What a surprise. “Hey.” She says slyly, snaking her arm around my waist. “Are you free after school?” I know what she has planned if I say yes. Make-up sex. This is how it always is; the cycle we go through together back and forth. We’ll be ‘together’, she’ll cheat on me or we’ll have some huge fight/argument, break it off, then one of us tries to get the other back again. This time it was her that made the move. I gave up on her lately, thinking I could get over her. I convinced myself pretty well, too… until today that is.  I sigh as I think of how sprung I am. What is it about her that always manages to draw me to her again after all the shit she has dragged me through? What is it that makes me unable to say no to her? This girl does not care about me one bit, and yet I still have feelings for her. I need someone to rescue me from this vicious cycle. I could see that anticipating gleam in her hazel eyes, and that triumphant smirk on her face as she awaits to hear the ‘yes’ that will confirm that she’s going to get laid tonight. I’m still thinking about what to say when my thoughts are interrupted.

Ashley’s POV:

             Okay, so I’ve gotten kicked out of 2 private schools, and another public high school. King High is my last chance before my mother ships me off to boot camp or the Himalayas or something. Today’s my first day at this seemingly boring hell hole. Same as any high school, I guess. And the campus is stupid. I can’t find anything, even with a map. What kind of idiots designed this place, anyhow? I should ask one of these stupid King High people where the hell my first class is. I look up to see if anyone of these jerks can help me. Wow. There’s a pretty gorgeous blonde in front of me. She is hot. Hey, maybe King High won’t be so mad after all…if I can get to know this hottie. Or if there are any more like her…I mean, she’s obviously gay. There’s some other girl hanging around her like a storm cloud with her arm around her. Ugh. Please don’t tell me that’s her girlfriend. She can do so much better. From the looks of it, blondie isn’t exactly feeling it with that girl anyway. Time to turn on the Davies charm, girl! “Hey.” I said sweetly, touching her arm a little bit once I walked up to her. Her ‘girlfriend’ or whatever scowls at me in annoyance. I flash a grin at my latest love interest. She turns to look at me and I swear my heart stops beating for a couple of seconds. She looks at me with the brightest set of baby blue eyes I’ve ever seen. So radiant, so clear, it was as if she could see right through me. I lose my nerve a little bit as I get the uneasy feeling that she could tell everything I was thinking. My mouth goes dry slightly, but I snap out of my trance. “Um, sorry, but can you tell me where my next class is?” I ask, giving a hopeful smile, praying she’d walk me there with her so I’d get to know her. Maybe we’ll have some classes together too. ‘Girlfriend’ here has to go, though, because I want to be with this girl. “I’m new here, so I kind of have some trouble figuring this place out.” I let her look at the print-out of my schedule. Her ‘girlfriend’ glares at me. “Listen, why don’t you go find someone else to bother. Spencer and I were in the middle of a conversation.” She sneers. Bitch. “Lisa, calm down.” Spencer says in irritation. “Sorry. Lisa can get really anal when she doesn’t get what she wants right away. My name’s Spencer, and yeah I have English with you so I guess I can walk you there and guide you around for today. I moved here freshmen year and it was a total pain in the ass trying to figure out where my classes were too.” I give Lisa an evil smirk as she leaves in a huff, not hesitating to check Spencer out right after. She was already hot looking from further away, but she’s more than just hot-she’s absolutely beautiful. I lick my lips a little as I take note of her tight, squeezable ass and long, smooth, toned legs from under her skirt, which I wouldn’t hesitate to look up once I get the chance. She’s wearing a low cut shirt today, too so I have a nice view of her slightly tan, perfectly sphere shaped, round breasts. Mmmm…thinking about it makes me so horny.

       “Hello?” “Huh?” I ask, snapping out of my fantasy of getting her in my bed. “I asked what your name was.” “Oh. Sorry. I’m Ashley. Ashley Davies.” I said, extending my hand and grinning guiltily at her as I think about how nice it would be if she’d do me a favor and let me get to really know her. Ok, bad Ashley. Don’t think about getting in her pants yet, you don’t even know this girl. “I’m Spencer Carlin.” She says sweetly, shaking my hand briefly. “Thanks for helping me out today.” “No problem.” “So…I’m guessing I accidentally walked into the middle of an important conversation?” I ask cautiously. “Not really.” She says, looking uncomfortable and shifty. “Sorry if I did, though.” I said, fearing I’d brought up something I shouldn’t have. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong.” She replied, smiling weakly at me. “Is she your girlfriend?” I blurted out quickly, praying she’d say no. Spencer raised an eyebrow. “Not…exactly. It depends on what angle you look at it. I mean, we do have a past, and we date on and off. It’s complicated.” She sighed. Take notes, Ash, take notes! Spencer is ripe for the taking. Obviously she’s hinting she isn’t trapped in a relationship…yet.