Spencer furrowed her brows while pursing her lips, “Just like that. Pick a card.”
Ashley nodded with a smile, “That doesn’t sound to hard does it, Princess.”
Biting the inside of her lip she ignored the comment and reached forward toward the fanned out cards, eyes scanning each one carefully. Fear itching at the back of her brain that she definitely wouldn’t like what she picked. Taking a deep breath she grabbed toward the middle hoping that Ashley would bet she’d take from the two ends and in that thought would put the worst cards in that area.
“So what did you get?” Ashley asked with bouncing eye brows and a soft smile belying her excitement.
“I got...the ten of hearts.”
The brunette reached into her pocket and grabbed some folded notes, thumbing through them for a second she found what she was looking for and handed the note over to the blonde who with a slightly shaking hand took the piece of paper. Unfolding it carefully and making sure not to rip it in anyway she let her eyes scan the neat letters written.
Learn ten new facts about me
Spencer couldn’t hold it in but she tried as a held back snort of laughter passed through her nose and sealed lips. Finally letting her lips rise slowly to match the amusement she felt, “Really? This is what I have to do.”
Ashley wasn’t perturbed by the action, in fact it made her want to smile for making the girl in front of her laugh so genuinely. A laugh that was never present in school until today, “Yes. Now you only have til midnight tonight to finish it.”
With that said Ashley left the room to go get lunch. Her stomach was growling since she skipped breakfast, to nervous on how this meeting would go but with that little display her nervous vanished.
“So?” Spencer rushed out as her foot steps fell quickly in step with the other girl, “What’s your favorite color?”
“Nope.”
The blonde chuckled quietly, “That’s not a color.”
“And it’s not going to be that easy. You can’t just ask.” Ashley stopped outside the doors leading into the cafeteria to stare deep into blue eyes that had captured her interest since they stepped into the high school freshmen year, “It said to learn about me. So learn.”
With that she walked away again. Leaving Spencer confused and dazed on how she kept getting left behind.
“Hey Spencer.”
Gathering her thoughts she put on a smile and turned around, “Hey Madison. What’s up?”
“You coming to lunch?” Madison Durante clutched her cheerleader pom poms in one hand looking on expectantly, “I so have to tell you about my date yesterday.”
Licking her lips she glanced at the now closed doors leading in and felt her stomach flop back and forth as butterflies fluttered their wings making her palms sweat, she wondered when the thought of seeing Ashley brought on this feeling, “You know...” she looked at the Latina before her waiting with a smile, “I don’t think so. I’m...just not hungry.”
“And a bad liar but I get it.” Madison sighed walking in but before the doors shut she looked over her shoulder, “You got to stop hiding.”
Spencer wasn’t sure what that comment meant but instead of trying to figure it out she headed for the library. Inside the old room the quietness engulfed her senses as well as the smell of old leather bound books. This place was like heaven on earth, peace every where and it was a shame she hardly got to come in. Junior high was different, she lived in the library, lived to go in at lunch and grab the biggest book available; cracking it open on the long table top and skimming each and every word. Taking in words from Shakespeare, Dickens, Walt Whitman and so on. But her favorite was Stephen King, a man with a sense of twisted humor and destruction. Spencer could relate as she had so many ideas running through her head, mostly about zombies and the end of the world.
