First semester of Junior year was brutal. Not because of schoolwork, but because I hardly ever saw Spencer. I didn’t have any classes or breaks with her. The only time I saw her was if I was lucky enough to run into her in between classes. Unfortunately, I was only able to say ‘Hi’ and nothing else.

When second semester of junior year came, things got better. We had three breaks together during the week, but things changed. We would be in the same section in the library, but we would still only say hello to each other. She didn’t know it, but my heart was slowly breaking. We didn’t know what to talk about anymore, and there seemed to be awkwardness between us.

I walked up the library stairs with my books against my chest after school one day, and opened the door right when she walked out the library. "Ashley!" she sounded excited. I looked up, and a large smile was going across my face. "Are you gonna meet someone in there?" she asked.

"Uhmm…no. Why?" I stuttered.

"Do you want to walk with me? I need to get away from the library because this really irritating person is in there and I just can’t stand her," she said walking towards me.

"Yeah, alright. I have nothing better to do," I laughed. We walked down the stairs, and she vented to me about how irritating this person was. After that day, things changed for the better. After that conversation, our friendship was re-kindled, and my heart was mended.

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 I sat in the booth in my tour bus chewing on the pencil eraser with a blank paper in front of me. "Come on, think Ash," I said to myself as my leg bounced up and down. Kyla told me I have to write a new song for my next album, and I can’t think right now. Ever since the concert the other day, the only thing on my mind is Spencer. Stephanie called me four times, but I didn’t even bother to answer her.

"Ash! Stephanie is calling you again!" Kyla shouted from the front of the bus. Make that five times.  I heard Kyla walking towards me, and I looked up to be greeted with a confused look. "Why aren’t you answering your phone?" she asked. I shrugged. She took a seat across from me, but I didn’t look up from the blank page. "Are you and Stephanie going through some issues?" I shook my head. "What’s wrong then?"