"Huh? What’s…are you mad at me or something?" She stuck her hands in the pockets of her baggy camo cargo pants, thought better of it and pulled them out, only to then reach up to her head and pull off her ball cap.

     "Mad? Noooooo." Spencer shook her head. "I think I’ve just reached a level of indifference. I don’t think I care either way."

     "But what did I do?" Ashley spread her hands open, raising her shoulders as she asked. "You can’t just be mad at someone for no good reason."

     "Let me see," she began ticking off her fingers as she continued speaking. "First, you totally blank on me because I came and listened to your song, yeah, about two months ago, before you, two, disappeared off the face of the earth, and ended up, three, sleeping in my room, in my bed, with me and leaving some lame ass note, before you four, disappeared once again, for another week."

     "See, I can explain all of those things–"

     "When? Now?"

     "Well no, but–"

     Spencer held up a hand, cutting her off. "Nope, I don’t wanna hear it, unless you tell me what the hell is your deal I’m just–"

     "Come out with me." Ashley spoke the words, stepping closer to Spencer, taking her hand. "I can be a good friend. I swear. I was actually coming to see if you wanted to go bowling with me and some of the guys, but you uh, decided to rip me a new one instead…" She grinned sheepishly at Spencer.

     "Going to go about my business and try to find some normal people to hang out with, and…wait, what did you say?"

     "Come hang out with me, Big Brad and Jon are coming, and I thought you might want to come too."

     "I already told you I have something to do."

     "Cancel it." Ashley pleaded playfully, tugging Spencer towards the exit. "I’m much more interesting anyway."

     "Ashley…"

     "You’ll have fun."

     "I never said I was going!" Spencer protested even as her feet moved, obediently following Ashley.

     "I do believe you’re following me, and like I said, you’ll have fun."