“Hey, you two wanna stay on or have you had enough?” Ashley asked, amusement lacing her voice. Spencer watched as Candice moved her eyes all over Ashley’s body, while the red head nodding eagerly. The blonde was sure that Candice had other things on her mind. She obviously finds Ashley more interesting than Glen.

The red heads blatant interest in the popular brunette didn’t go unnoticed. Ashley was just as aware as Spencer was, but she had no idea of Spencer’s growing emotion, that bubbled in her stomach. It wasn’t a feeling she was familiar with, nor was it a feeling she liked...was she jealous of this girl looking at Ashley like she was the girl next meal?

“Yeah sure, but I want a new partner. This chick just ain’t working for me.” Glen huffed, effectively breaking Candice’s concentration. Her face scrunched up into a scowl, she glared angrily at the bearded blonde guy.

Spencer was attempting to hide her smiling face behind her hand, but her little giggles gave her away. And the red head wasn’t happy about being dumped, which ruined her attempts for Ashley’s attention.

“Shut your mouth Malibu Barbie” Candice hissed.

“Don’t talk to her like that!” Ashley and Glen growled, both jumping to the defence of the smaller blonde, who now stood shocked.

“I’m not from Malibu. I’m from Ohio.” Spencer replied confused. She had been called a lot of things, but Malibu Barbie was an insult she just didn’t get. Ashley laughed, putting her arm around the blondes shoulder. Candice huffed, spinning around and stomping off down the steps, back into the rowdy crowd.

“So can I go pick a new partner then?”Glen asked, hopefully. Ashley nodded, pulling Spencer closer to her. Spencer had to wrap her arm around Ashley’s waist to make their current position comfortable. Glen had wondered off into the crowd, in search of his new partner.

“So Spencer Carlin from Ohio, are you pumped for the next event?” Ashley asked, excitedly. The girl under her arm shifted nervously, now Spencer wasn’t scared, just slightly unsure of waltzing into something unawares.

“You wouldn’t happen to know what the next event is would you?” She asked, unconsciously tightening her hold on Ashley’s waist. The action made the partier smile brighter than before.

“Spence, I’m the guest of honour. I’m actually getting paid to be here, I’m quite popular at this time of year. A lot of stages wanted me for today, but I owe Paul.” Ashley said, smirking. She actually didn’t make being smug seem so bad.

“Well can you tell me the event then, since you’re so in the know? And you actually get paid to party?” Spencer replied, feeling a little bit bold. The memories of her not so fun time working at the local cafe in Ohio flashed through her mind.