"Haha, well after college and majoring in music, I started to sing in coffee shops. After my first performance, an agent approached me and said his company would like to sign me, so here I am," I said with my arms open.

"You know, I didn’t even know you could sing," she laughed. "I guess I didn’t know the real Ashley back in high school."

"Oh no, no," I shook my finger. "The real Ashley is still most definitely a nerd. She just found out she could pursue a career in the music business and became a tad more social," I said closing one eye with my fingers about an inch apart. "Oh, and she became more confident about her sexuality," I threw in.

"Ahh, I read about that. You’re such an inspiration," she tilted her head with a smile. My body felt a rush when she said that. I felt relieved and comfortable that she knew of my sexuality.

"Thanks," I blushed. "Honestly, I’ve been hiding it for a long time. After a while, the feeling inside started to eat me up and I started to feel down all the time, so Kyla thought I was going into a depression. She confronted me, and that’s when I came out to her," I said with a side smile.

"Kyla is such a good friend."

"She definitely is. So enough about me, what about you. What’s your life after high school story?"

"Well, I went to college and four years later, I started teaching at King High. I don’ t know why I became a teacher, but something about the school just lured me in. I guess it just brought back so many memories."

The waitress finally came to take our order,  and at this moment I took in Spencer’s presence as she ordered. Her wavy, blonde hair is grown out and her features are more defined. Back in high school she was beautiful, but now she is drop-dead beautiful. I feel almost as if a ray of light should be shining down on her because she is glowing.

After the waitress took our order, we continued with small talk, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I tried so hard not to be tongue-tied or show my blush, but that didn’t really happen.

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Around an hour later, Spencer and I left the diner and headed towards the parking lot. "Well, my car is that way," I said pointing to my left.

"Mines is there," she pointed in the opposite direction. "Well, I guess I’ll call you later so we can hang out again?" she asked.

"Yeah, that’d be nice. I’ll see you later Spencer," I waved as we walked farther and farther away from each other. My fists were clenching and unclenching as I walked to my car. I was mentally kicking myself because it is still early, and I didn’t even get to hug her goodbye. Instead I just waved like an idiot. Halfway to my car, I looked back at Spencer’s direction hoping she would look back too, but instead she already engaged in a phone call.

Once I was in the car, I slouched down into the seat and used the steering wheel as a stress ball. "Get yourself together Ash," I said to myself. "The only thing you came back to do was tell her how you feel," I said taking in a deep breath. "You can’t expect anything more," I said out loud before driving back to the bus.