Each night that Spencer was with Ashley, the young rocker entrusted a little more of herself; her doubts, her secrets, and her frustrations. It was a lot for an impressionable fifteen year-old to understand, but Spencer tried. The young blonde felt Ashley’s pain over her father’s death. She ached over Ashley’s desire to not only be a great singer but also a professional actress.

Spencer was there for her, to listen, to hold her hand, or to make a funny face that would turn the brunette’s frown into a smile. One thing Ashley expected from Spencer was total commitment to their relationship. The young rocker on many occasions made it known to the young teen that she took the initiative.

But, despite Ashley’s moralizing, the young blonde feared Ashley wasn’t always faithful to her. Like tonight for instance, Ashley’s bantering with some of the other girls in the house made the young teen think that she might be intimately familiar with them.

Spencer glared from her spot on the couch as she watched Ashley and a slutty red head talk across the room.

“So, last night was fun huh,” the red head whispered intimately into Ashley’s ear.

Ashley gently pushed woman off of her and cleared her throat, “You can’t do this now, my girlfriend’s here.”

“Oh,” the red head pouted. “Well, I guess we’ll have to … talk later then,” she purred as she walked away to go mingle with some people in the room.

The young rocker let out a deep breath and made her way over to her guitar. She picked it up then, took a seat and then looked around for her guitar pick.

“Hey,” Ashley yelled gaining everyone in the room’s attention. “Has anybody seen my guitar pick,” she asked.

“I know where it is,” the red head from earlier answered. “It’s upstairs on the night table next to your bed. I’ll go get it for you.”

All eyes, including Spencer’s, zeroed in on the woman as she sensually made her way up the stairs. Eric and a few of the other boys whistled in acknowledgement as they all watched her go.

“Let me get a piece of that,” Brian gawked out.

“You couldn’t if you tried,” Tom jeered. “I heard she only goes for rock stars, right Ashley?”