Cling. Yet another one of Spencer’s shots banged off of the rim. She was so frustrated she threw the ball as hard as she could on the ground. It was Tuesday and Ashley hadn’t been at school. She didn’t text or call and Spencer had no idea what was going on.

“Whoa there buddy.” Aiden emerged from her backdoor, “What’s up with you?”

“Nothing.” She shot the ball again, only to watch as it missed yet again. “Fuck!”

“Something is definitely up.” Aiden snatched the ball from Spencer. “Talk.”

“It’s just Ashley!” Spencer seethed. “She tells me how much she wants to be with me so I agree and we’re together, right? But yesterday I was about to kiss her and she bolts. It just doesn’t make sense. And she hasn’t called me and she wasn’t at school today.”

“Well have you tried calling her?” Aiden suggested.

“Well no, but I’m not the one that freaked.” Spencer responded stubbornly.

“Spencer.” Aiden walked closer to her, “You need to call her. You’re getting angry when you don’t even really know what’s going on.”

“I know.”Spencer sighed, “You’re right, I’ll call.”

“Good. And by the way, why didn’t you tell me you two were together?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t really want anyone knowing at all.” Spencer replied, “Let’s just say that I over-simplified what happened with Caitlyn to you and the whole thing just really fucked with my head a lot.”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?” Aiden said, meaning every word.

“Of course I know that.” Spencer answered. “You’re a great friend Aiden.” He backed up and shot the ball. Swoosh.

“Yeah I know.” And with that he embraced Spencer. “Now go call your girl!” Slapping Spencer on the butt, he raced back indoors as Spencer chased him.

Later Spencer called Ashley and asked if they could talk. The brunette agreed and Spencer waited at her door, anxiously awaiting her arrival.

*Come outside. We’re going for a drive.* Spencer received the text and looked out of her front window. Ashley’s Range Rover was sitting at the end of her driveway with the headlights still on. She made her way to it, opened the door, and slid into the passenger’s seat.

“Where are we going?” She asked.