“Spencer if you don't hurry up I swear I'm gonna come in there and--”

“You should totally leave without me.” I yell through the bathroom door. In and Out with Lex and my brothers was fun, but all I wanna do now is get some sleep, not go to some stupid beach party. And I'm pretty sure I have jet lag.

“You know that's not happening now just come out.” Lex says as she bangs on her bathroom door again. “Spencer I'm not opposed to breaking this door down.”

“Lex, I really just wanna go home and--”

“I don't really care.” She bangs again. “Open this now!” She practically yells, startling me enough to make me open the door. “That's better.” She says sweetly with a crooked smile. “Damn!” She licks her lips as she spins me around to look me over. “I must say Spence, if I wasn't happily committed and you weren't practically my sister. I'd totally fuck you.” She says then walks away.

“Yeah that wasn't creepy at all.” I shake my head, taking a seat on the edge of her bed.

“You can't back out now anyways. I've already told my girlfriend that you'd be there and she's excited to meet you.”

“What exactly have you told her about me, Lex?” I ask with a raised brow. I'm really not that interesting.

She purses her lips and shrugs. “Nothing really. Just that you're awesome.”

“Thanks.”

“You're really gonna love her Spence, I swear. You two have so much in common and she's all artistic like you. Just, super cool. I swear you're gonna love her.”

“Is this like a set up or what?” I question with a smirk. The way Lexy's describing her is giving me that vibe right now.

“Shut up.” She turns from her dresser mirror and throws a brush at me. I dodge it and return fire with a pillow, hitting her in the back of the head.

“You asshole!” She shouts, running and mounting me like I'm a damn horse.

“Get off, get off.” I shout as she tickles me to death. Yep, that's totally my weakness.

“Not until you apologize and say how awesome my girlfriend is.” She shakes her head as she continues to tickle me.

“I don't even know her.” I barely get out through giggle fits. Breathing is becoming an issue at this point and although Lexy may look small, this chick is strong as hell. “Lex I can't breathe.” I try but she's not buying it.

“Say uncle.” She counters.

“Why in the hell would I call you my uncle right now?” I question, still giggling and trying to catch my breathe. Not an easy task.

“Bitch say uncle or I'll tickle the life out of you.” She retorts, her face suddenly turning scary.

“Okay chucky.” I giggle out. “Uncle, uncle!” I shout. She gives me a victorious smile before climbing off of me.

“See, easy.” She shrugs and goes back to the mirror to finish her make-up.

“If your girlfriend is anything like you...” I pause, getting up from the bed and positioning myself for a quick exit once I finish the sentence. “Then she's probably a douche bag.” I quip as I run out of her room. As expected, with her right on my heels.

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“Still don't feel like being here?” She turns to me and asks with a smirk. This has to be the biggest beach party I've even gone too and I've live in California all my life so I've been to a lot of parties. But this one...this one definitely takes the cake.

“Why are there so many people here?” I lean towards her and shout over the music.

“Beginning of the summer party, some rich family moved into the Walker beach house, they throw a party like every other week. There always this crazy.” Lexy replies as we approach the bar. “Corona please.” She tells the bartender then glances over to me.

I shake my head. “Nothing for me.” I tell her waving my hands.

“You and alcohol still fighting?” She asks with a raised brow and smirk as the bartender hands her a Corona.

“I think we'll get over it eventually, but I don't take to kindly to being boozed up and taken advantage of.” I reply with a pout. Lexy bursts into laughter.

“You haven't changed one bit, Carlin.” She says taking a swig of her beer.

“And that's a bad thing?” I yell over the music.

“Not at all.” She yells back. Is it me or is this music getting louder? The band on stage lead singer seems to be screaming at the top of his lungs. “I can't wait until my girls band plays. These guys are horrible she says as she bobs her head to the music. I shake my head and snicker at her. She turns her back to the bar and puts her elbows up as she enjoys her beer.

“I met a girl.” I say suddenly. Not really knowing where or why I felt the urge to tell Lexy this. It's not like I'll ever see her again. She turns to me with a smile. “It's nothing though.” I shrug, shaking my head and rolling my eyes.

“Why do you say that?” She asks as she turns to face me.

“I probably won't ever see her again. There's like a one in a billion chance actually.” I correct myself.

“Spencer!” Lexy chides me. “Why didn't you get her number? I've told you this a thousands times, if you like someone then just go for it. Put yourself out there and don't worry about getting hurt. If she doesn't feel the same when then so what...on to the next one right?” She bumps shoulders with me as she drinks more beer.

“I'm not like you Lex. I can't just tell a girl how I feel about her. That's not me.” I shake my head. The band finishes their song and I thank all that is holy because they were really giving me a headache.

“You really need to loosen up, Spence. Tell me about this girl. Where'd you meet her?” Lexi turns back to me, genuinely interested in my answer.

“On the plane ride here.” I reply. “Well technically in New York, but she was on the plane ride here too. I thought it might be fate or something.” I sigh.

“What is it?” Lexi nudges me as the host of the party announces that another band is about to come on stage. I didn't catch the name.

“We had this amazing conversation, like everything just clicked. We nearly talked the whole flight, but then we landed she didn't ask for my number. She didn't even ask for my last name.” I shut my eyes to picture her face. The way her nose crinkled when she smiled. The smirk that never left her pink lips. Her bright brown--

“What's her name?” Lexy turns towards the stage and asks. I can hear the next band warming up for their set. As the drummer clicks his sticks together, signaling the start of the first song, I turn towards the stage. And there she is. Her beautiful brown locks dancing across her face as she sways with the music.

One and billion. I think to myself as she begins to sing.

“All I know is that you're so nice. You're the nicest thing I've seen. I wish that we could give it a go. See if we could be something.”

“Spence what's her name?” Lexy bumps me again.

“I wish I was your favorite girl. I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world. I wish my smile was your favorite kind of smile. I wish the way that I dressed was your favorite kind of style.”

“Earth to Spencer.” Lexy waves a hand in my face.

“I wish you couldn't figure me out. But you always wanna know what I was about. I wish you'd hold my hand. When I was upset. I wish you'd never forget. The look on my face when we first met .I wish you had a favorite beauty spot. That you loved secretly. 'Cause it was on a hidden bit. That nobody else could see. Basically, I wish that you loved me. I wish that you needed me. I wish that you knew when I said two sugars. Actually I meant three.”

“That girl.” I breathe out pointing on stage. “The girl singing, that's Ashley.” I get out, still reeling from how unbelievable this all is right now.

“Fuck! How'd you know?” Lexy asks from beside me. Huh? Know what? “I was gonna wait until her set was over, but you Detective Carlin had to go and ruin it. “Spencer meet my girlfriend Ashley, lead singer of Serenity.” She smiles wide as she points to the girl on stage.

No. Fucking. Way.

“I wish that without me your heart would break. I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake. I wish that without me you couldn't eat. I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep. Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen. And I wish that we could see if we could be something. Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something.”

As the song finishes she opens her eyes and thanks the crowd, looking around and waving at everyone. She scans the crowd, I'm assuming for Lexy, when it happens; her eyes drift over to mine as Lexy smiles and waves at her. Not even noticing our little exchange. Ashley freezes, almost like she saw a ghost, before she snaps out of it. She shakes her head as she announces to the crowd the next song they're gonna play.

“Hot isn't she?” Lexy turns back to me and asks.

“Yeah.” I breathe out, my eyes fixed on the Ashley.

That did not just happen.

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Song Used – Kate Nash: Nicest Thing