Spencer’s POV

What is she doing here? How did she find me? Wait I called her Ash. Shit! Now she is going to think I like her or something. Looking at her, I realize she has a very amused look on her face. I think she’s proud that she scared me.

"So what you doing Spence?" Spence? I like the way it sounds when she says it. Glen is usually the only person who calls me that.

"Having a heart attack! You?"

"I was looking for you." Why was she looking for me? I mean… I don’t know what I mean. Damn this is so confusing.

"You found me. Now what?"

"I just wanted to talk. I figured we should at least be friends if we’re going to be living together that’s all."

"Friends? In order for us to be friends I would have to get to know you." She looks around for a minute. Then she takes a seat on the root I was sitting on earlier.

"Fine. Ask me any thing you want. I’m an open book."

Ashley’s POV

I cannot believe I just said that to her. I never talk about myself to anyone. Ever! She’s a complete stranger and just like that, I’m willing to tell her everything. The pond is beautiful and the shade from the old oak tree complements the pond perfectly. I would defiantly spend my time here if I lived here. She wants to ask me a question; I can tell by the way that she is biting her bottom lip. That is so adorable. God, I’m turning soft. Ashley Davies does not use the word adorable.

"What did you do?" Excuse me? What did I … Duh!

"Joy riding with some friends. I didn’t know the car was stolen at the time or I probably would have never got in."

"That sucks!" Tell me about it. "So anyway, tell me about your family. What are they like?"

Great! My family is such a lovely topic. "Mom’s a bitch and dad is dead."

"Sorry about your dad."

"Thanks, so tell me about yourself." She takes a seat next to me on the root. We are both looking out over the pond now.