"Ash, you have to talk to that girl Spencer for me, isn’t she just the cutest? god i have physics with her, she’s just seems so amazing."

blah blah, he’s soo girly.

"god i don’t know aiden i’m already a little drunk can’t you do this yourself?"

"Please Ash! some of us aren’t as lucky as you and don’t have our own brooke bennetts"

i smiled at this and the thought of brooke.

"ohhkay aid, just cause we’re best friends"

so i walked up to spencer and wowww folks.
aiden was right.
anyone can admit to spencer being cute, but up close she’s just gorgeous.

"hi there" i said.

"oh hiiii" she said with a drunken smirk on her face.

" I’m Ash.." she cut me off

"lee Davies, i know"

"oh ohkay cool"

"so what’s up? to what do i owe this pleasure"

is she flirting with me? nahh. but mind you, i am drunk right now…no not ripped…yet at least. but i am feeling more than tipsy and just happy.

"welll spencer, you’re fucking hot, i know it, you know it, and my friend aiden over there knows it"

spencer stops to look over at aiden and he looks back and waves in the dorkiest manner possible, wow for a jock this guy has no game.

"ohh i know"
"you know?"

" i know i’m hott and i know he wants me because he’s been eyeing me the moment he got here."

"ohkay, so he’s dorky but he’s awesome i promise"

"yeah but maybe there’s someone else i’m interested in."

"well, i didn’t know, but you should give aiden a shot"

she suddenly got very close to my face, which made me feel…nervous…a sensation i never ever get.

"ohhkay, only because you’re ashley fucking davies and you’re so fucking hot. she winks.

with that she leaves me speechless as she skips toward stupid aiden.

wow…well i shouldn’t care i told myself, i have brooke bennett, the brooke bennette.

i suddenly feel guilty, and i decide to call brooke and see what she’s up to, the phone rings a few times, and from the corner of my eye i see spencer talking to aiden, but she’s facing towards me, and catches me staring, and she’s staring right back.

"babe!" i’m interrupted from my thoughts, or staring you can say. and i am brought back to reality as i realize that i’m still on the phone and brooke has picked up, and she is obviously drunk.

"hey baby,what are you up to?"

"just hanging with the girls, god ash i wish you were here i love you soo fucking much, you have no idea!’ she slurs.

"yeah babe, i love you too."

"no ash, you don’t know, you’re so perfect, how did i ever get you all to myself?"

"oh c’mon brooke, i’m far from perfect"

"yes you are! i fear i’ll go crazy if you leave my sideee!!!"

"ohkay babe now you’re singing dashboard"

"i know, i know, you do this to me ash."

i hear a few girls yell brooke! in the backround

"well, that’s your cue brookey, i’ll talk to later ohkay?"

"ohkayy ash, i love you i love you i love you!" she hangs up.

"i love you too" i tell myself.

i look up and i catch spencer smiling shyly at me.

oh boy.