The sixth grade I had Mrs. Breyfogle. She wasn’t always the nicest teacher. The only thing I really like about her, was that she let us play on the playground a lot. Sixth grade was just like any other year, until I met a certain blonde haired blue eyes beauty.
Her name was Spencer Carlin. This was the first time I’d ever had any class with her. The only words we’d ever spoken to each other before sixth grade, was back in preschool. The conversation basically just consisted of her telling me to stay away from her juice box. Needless to say, we didn’t hit it off.

And that was the only time I’d ever lied to her. Ok, so there might have been a few others that I just can’t remember. Buy after that we became close friends. But even back then I knew there was something different about her. It wouldn’t be until years later that I really figured out what I was feeling or finally admitted it to myself. It would be years of oblivious heart break on both sides. I always knew in the end it would come to this. I tried to pretend it wouldn’t turn out like this. I held on to a small hope. Pretending ignorance is bliss. And it used to work, until I outgrew it.

Six years later I’m still love struck by this girl. But what can I say, she’s my obsession.

Oh how I adore you

My name is Ashley Davies, and this is my story on how i got addicted to the innocent blonde haired beauty, Spencer Carlin…