“Have you finished Ms. Black’s project?” I asked Chelsea as I took out several books out of my locker.

“Not yet, I haven’t even started,” answered Chelsea.

“The project’s due tomorrow!” I said in disbelief.

“Yeah, but I pull all nighters with projects,” replied Chelsea. It’s a Chelsea Lewis tradition. I felt warm hands cover my eyes.

“Guess who,” Ashley whispered sending shivers down my spine,

“Ashley,” I stated knowingly.

“Wrong,” said Ashley. Ashley removed her hands.

“You look exactly like my friend Ashley,” I replied.

“You didn’t know that she has an identical twin?” questioned Ashley.

“Sure,” I responded unconvincingly. Ashley chuckled.

“How’s it going, Chelsea?” asked Ashley.

“Good,” Chelsea answered. Spencer didn’t know I don’t start projects until the night before a project is due.

“You do?” asked a surprised Ashley.

“Never mind,” Chelsea answered. I’ll leave you girls to talk. I have art. Chelsea walked away.

“Have you finished the project?” I asked lamely.

“Almost, I just have to do the finishing touches,” answered Ashley. I know you must’ve finished the project the day we received it. I chuckled.

“No, I’m not that dorky,” I stated. Ashley kissed me on my cheek. Uh w-what was that for?

“I happen to like your dorkiness,” answered Ashley. It’s part of the Spencer Carlin charm.

“You do?” I questioned surprised.

“Yeah, of course,” responded Ashley. I like everything about you. I blushed at Ashley’s comment.

“Moving on so soon?” an unfamiliar voice asked Ashley. I turned to see an attractive red-haired girl with hazel, green eyes.

“What are you doing here, Amanda?” asked a stunned Ashley.

“Is that anyway to greet the love of your life?” Amanda sneered. Who’s your friend? Ashley has a love of her life? Oh boy.

“Amanda, this is my friend Spencer,” began Ashley. Spencer, this is Amanda, my ex-girlfriend.

“We have a lot of catching up to do,” Amanda said as she put her arms around Ashley’s shoulders and kissed Ashley on her lips. Ashley stopped the kiss. I walked away and Ashley went after me.

“Spence!” called Ashley. Spence! I ignored her and continued to walk. I didn’t need her to explain why she chose Amanda since the choice was obvious. Why would Ashley care about me anyway? Amanda was a lot prettier than me.