By the time Ashley got to the conference room the next day the blonde was already sitting in one of the seats, in fact the same one as the previous day. She was once again reading a tattered copy of her book, it looked like it could have been an original copy, Ashley knew it wasn’t. The book was published well over a century ago, the thought crossed her mind that maybe she’d re-read it maybe a dozen times causing it’s wear and tear but the look in Spencer’s eyes made it seem like she was reading it for the first time. Completely enthralled and unaware of her surroundings, it was proved when Ashley once again took her seat and had to clear her throat to gain the attention of the blonde.

A red tint appeared on both of her cheeks once again, Ashley found it was amusing to watch. Based on her appearances the brunette never thought that Spencer Carlin would be one to be so easily embarrassed, the stares she got from students, teachers and complete strangers never caused this type of reaction out of her.

“Surprised you showed up” the blonde spoke up as the brunette watched her place her book mark back into her book before shutting it

The brunette shook out of her daze, “Yeah well” she sat back in her chair, tapping her fingers on the oak table.

 It was clear that the brunette wanted to say something else but changed her course at the last moment “I thought a lot about what you said yesterday”

Spencer’s eyes that were watching Ashley’s fingers make contact with the table averted their attention up to her face.

She squinted slightly around the ends of her eyes, contemplating the words that she just heard, surely a joke, but would humor it none the less.

“Oh I’m sure” she replies skeptically

Ashley sighs and leans back up, resting her hands on the table, her fingers interlocked, “My boyfriend cheats on me, I hate my friends, and you’re right I don’t cry in public. I don’t so much know that the rules don’t apply to me but I follow them anyway, I like the safety that they provide me. If I do everything right then what could possibly go wrong? I let people walk all over me and I bust my ass to get good grades and the only reason I do anything is so it will go on my transcript, to get into that perfect college. Problem is I don’t even know what I want to do with my life passed getting accepted. All I know is that I want to get as far from here as possible.”