Hey guys! back with a new story! I thought that I might give this story a little twist, but you all know what's going to happen in the end. I really enjoyed writing this story, Im also done with it. Thinking about writing a sequel, but I know that it's really considering that I'm just posting the first Chapter.

Anyways the plot of this story is that Ashley is a star athlete, and she was in love Madison. But Madison passes away, and the Davies family moves to a small town in Ohio. Spencer is the Ashley's next door neighbor, and that is how they will first meet. This story does take a little bit of a military twist halfwayish, but not a lot, just some talk. Ashley is unsure of her feelings for Spencer and vise versa.

Oh one more thing, everything that is in Italics is a flashback or song. I hope you all enjoy it. Review and let me know what you think! :)

Chapter 1:

I watched as the sight of my house got smaller and smaller. I couldn't believe that our mother was making us move. I've lived there my whole life and now everything that I loved was now gone. My girlfriend was gone, my friends were gone…everything was gone all I had now was...the path in front of me.

"Ashwly?" I heard my baby brother say from the back seat.

"What's up Sid?"

"Where mommy?"

"Mommy's right in front of us," I said pointing to the car I was following.

"Why are we leawing?"

"Mommy's doing this for us bud."

"But I don't wanna leawe," he whimpered.

"Me neither…me neither."

We drove for three days before we pulled into our new house. It was bigger than I had imagined. Two stories with a small story on top; there was a swimming pool in the back. I set my brother down and he ran around the house looking in every room.

"Ashley?" I felt my mother's hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah…" I replied trying to take in the sight before me.

"I thought you might like the room upstairs," she said pointing to the stairs. I nodded before heading up the stairs.

There was a door at the end of the hallway that had stairs leading up. The room felt like a small apartment. There was a spacious bedroom and bathroom. A balcony was built next to the window, it looked out onto the backyard and the next-door neighbors.

The honking of the horn signaled that moving truck had arrived. I wandered my way downstairs. My mother was unloading some boxes when I got downstairs. My brother was trying to carry a box, but completely failing. I grabbed the box and set it down on the table, before heading back outside. I found my boxes and started to carry them upstairs.

Within the hour I had carried up all the boxes and all the furniture except for the bed. My mother and brother had gone out to get something to eat and do some shopping, leaving me alone in the house. It was nice to be alone, considering they haven't left me alone since the accident.

"Need some help?" I heard someone's voice say. I peered around trying to figure out who said it, when my eyes landed on a beautiful blond standing in front of me.

"um…" was the only word that I was able to formulate.

"Sorry, it just look you needed some help getting that into the house," she said point at the bed. I laugh at myself a little bit as I nodded for her to help. We were able to guide the pieces of my bed into my room.

"Spencer, I live next door," she said holding out a hand.

"Ashley," I said giving her a firm handshake.

"So you're new around here?"

"Yeah, just moved here from California."

"California. Why would you leave a beautiful place like that to come to this small town in Ohio?"

"If only I knew," I replied sitting in a chair next to my boxes.

"Are you attending Westbank or King?"

"King, you?"

"King," she replied. I could feel my lips curl into a smile.

"Well I better get going," she said, "I'll see you around." I walked her out and waved goodbye as my mom pulled up into the driveway.

"Making new friends already," she smiled at me. I just shrugged and helped her with the groceries.

We finished dinner and went on our separate ways. My mother finished unloading the boxes and Sid was in the living watching TV.

I sat on the floor as I stared at the box in front of me, the box that I had to unpack. I gently peeled back the tape and lift the cardboard sides open. My hands grasped the soft material inside as I pulled out a sweater with the word Duarte printed on the back. I held it up to my nose; I could still smell her. Tears began to stream down my face as I continued to unpack the rest of the items. The last item into there was a picture of Madison and I on the beach. It was the last time that I saw her face so full of happiness.

I wiped the tears away as I lay swinging from the hammock I had set up on the balcony.

"Ashley thanks for coming tonight."

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world," I said leaning over and capturing Madison's lips in mine. She was my world, my everything.

"You know that we have to face my parents now, and they didn't look happy when you kissed me in front of everyone."

"It was time, Madison. We've been seeing each other for three years. I think it was time we told them."

"I love you Ashley," she said kiss my hand.

"I love you too Madison." I felt car veering off the road. I heard a scream and a tightening around my hand before everything went black.

"I miss you Madison," I whispered into the sky. I heard the slight tapping on the glass. My mother stood there standing next to the balcony door.

"I miss her so much," I cried out. My mother's arms wrapped around me as her engulfed me in a warm hand.

"I know sweetie," she said calming me, "she's in a better place, you know that."

"I know," I shuddered out. We sat there for a while, until Sid came up wanting to be tucked into bed. He was my anchor since everything happened. He's always been there for me. If I need to cry, I always have his shoulder. If I need to talk, I always have if his, even if he doesn't know what I'm talking about.

"Night Ashlwy!" he said giving me a hug before following my mother out.

"Get some rest; school starts tomorrow, and you have tryouts today," she said before closing the door.

I showered and changed into PJ's before tidying up the room. I folded all the cardboard boxes and stack them in a corner. I stuffed my clothes into the dresser and hung up the others in the closet. I found a set of tools and began to put my bed back together. I hauled the mattress onto the bed frame before collapsing on it and pulling the blanket over me. I stared at the picture of Madison and I before I felt sleep beginning to take over.

I shot up at the sound of my alarm ringing and was then blinded by the light pouring into my room. I rolled off the bed and got into the shower. The warm was slowly waking me up. I could hear Sid and my mother laughing from downstairs. I pulled on a jean shorts and blue v-neck before grabbing my backpack and sports bag.

When I got downstairs, my mother and a plate of pancakes greeted me. Sid was munching happily on his over-syruped pancakes. I gobbled down my pancakes before leaving. I threw my bags into the car before following the direction my mother had given me to the school. The directions were relatively easy to follow and I arrived at the school ten minutes later.

I sat outside the office as I waited for them to call me in. My eyes wandered around the school. Banners hung in the hallways, 'King High Knights'.

"Ashley Davies," I heard the secretary call my name. I walked into the office.

"Hi," I said leaning against the counter. I watched as she ruffled through some papers before handing me one. I glanced down at it. 1. English 2. Calculus 3. Gym 4. Lunch 5. Physics.

"I was wondering about sport tryouts," I said to the secretary.

"What sport dear?"

"Lacrosse."

"Oh yes. Alright," she said handing me a handout, "you'll need to meet with the coach today. You have some time you could meet with him this morning. Practice is on the lower field at three." She pointed out where I could find Coach Carlin.

I knocked on Coach Carlin's door after getting lost four times.

"Come in," I heard a soft voice.

"Hello," I said quietly standing in front young man no older than 25.

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"I wanted to try out for the lacrosse team."

"Excellent. What's your name?"

"Ashley Davies."

"Davies…I've seen you're name before," he said, "Where are you from?"

"California," I replied.

"You're that girl who was the youngest ever to play in the world championship weren't you?"

"That's me," I said scratching the back of my neck.

"Wow, well I would put you on the team immediately, but school rules require tryouts."

"I understand. I just wanted to let you know that I was trying out."

"I can't wait to see you out on the field."

The rest of the day went by pretty fast. I found my way to my Physics class with only some minor complication. I took a seat in the back of the class as I watched the students filled into the classroom. My eyes widened as I saw Spencer walk into the classroom surrounded by a group of friends.

"Alright class, settle down. I know that this is the last class of the day, but that doesn't mean that you can slack in this class," she said peering over her rimmed glasses. She started taking attendance. I familiarized myself with the girls sitting with Spencer. Carmen, Stephanie, and Heather.

"I'm going to assign you lab partners that you will have for the rest of the semester." She started calling out names and pointing at the lab tables around the room where they were to sit.

"Spencer and Ashley, you'll be at that table," she said pointing at the last available lab table. I gathered my belongings and took and seat opposite Spencer. The teacher gave us the last ten minutes to get to know each other.

"So…how was your first day?" Spencer asked.

"Okay, I'm still working on not getting lost, but other than that okay."

"Yeah that was me on my first day. My brothers weren't any help either."

"Brothers?" I questioned.

"Yeah Glen and Clay," she responded, "what about you? Do you have any siblings?"

"I have a little brother Sid," I replied.

"I think I saw him this morning running around outside," she laughed.

"You probably did. I don't know where the kid gets his energy."

I heard the bell ring signaling the end of the day. I followed Spencer out of the classroom.

"Spencer," I said. She turned to face me. "Where can I find the lower fields?"

"Trying out for lacrosse?"

"Yeah."

"Follow me," she said walking towards the doors.

I grabbed my bag from my locker. There were only a few lockers between hers and mine. I followed her towards the locker room. This school was a lot different than the ones at my old school. Each sport had its own locker; there was one for basketball, field hockey/hockey, and soccer. I walked into the locker and there were individual boxes for each player. Spencer motioned to the empty box next to hers.

The locker room started to flood with about twenty other girls. I changed quickly. I caught of glimpse of Spencer and I couldn't take my eyes off her perfectly toned body and her perfect curves.

We filled out onto the fields as the school clock struck three. Coach Carlin was standing in front of us giving us the whole tryout lecture and school rules and what not. He walked down the line and asked the positions were wanted to play.

"Davies, center I presume," he said giving me a smile.

"Yes coach, but I can play whatever you need me to play."

After he finished asking the players what they were trying out for he broke us off into groups by positions. I was paired with the only other center tryout player. From the start, she hated me.

"You better watch out new girl! Center place is mine!" Carmen spat at me and shoved me to the ground. You would never have guessed such an innocent friend of Spencer's could be so vicious.

"Alright girls I want you to count off by twos. Ones put on pennies and take the left side of the field." Carmen and I waited until the rest of the players had counted off, before the coach put us on different teams.

Spencer was on my right as my attack wing. I felt oddly confident in her presences. Coach Carlin blew his whistle and game began. I managed to capture and began running down the field leaving Carmen dumb struck. I flew down the field and within the first minute I had scored a goal. The other team had their mouths hanging open in shock. Yeah baby world champion here, of course only Coach Carlin knew that.

Tryouts went on for another hour. The highlight was that Carmen has nothing on me. I just grabbed the spot from under her feet. We finished tryouts with an ab workout. By the end they hurt; Coach Carlin had to give half the girls a hand getting up.

"Great tryouts today girls, I'll see you tomorrow morning at five for the last day," Coach said.

We hobbled back to the locker room. Some of the girls showered but I decided against showering in the gross locker room showers. I quickly changed into a t-shirt and shorts.

"You were great out there," I heard someone say. I turned around and saw a girl walking behind me. She was a little shorter than me with raven hair.

"Thanks. You looked pretty good too. Ashley," I said extending a hand.

"Emily," she replied shaking my hand with a smile on her face.

"You're in English class right?" I asked.

"Yeah I seat a few seat in front of you," she replied, "I'll see you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow," I said waving to the car as she walked towards the parking lot.

I walked to my car and threw my bag in the back. I opened the driver side door, but it was slammed shut by, not other than, Carmen.

"What do you think you are doing?" she asked me angrily.

"Going home," I said opening the door.

"There's only one spot for center and it's going to be me," she spat in my face

"Earn it," I spat back.

"You better watch yourself Davies. I wouldn't want to see you get hurt," she said before walking off. Did she just threaten me?

I drove home slowly. My legs were sore and everything hurt. I pulled into my driveway and gently got out of the car. I was about to open the door when I heard my name being called. I turned around and saw Spencer walking towards me.

"Hey," I replied softly setting down my bags.

"Hey," she replied, "you were great out there."

"Thanks."

"Where did you learn to play like that?"

"A friend of mine," I said taking a seat gingerly on one of the steps.

"Sore?" she questioned.

"You have no idea. How are you not sore?"

"I started practicing a week before," she said sitting down next to me, "you'll probably be sore for the next few days."

"Great just what I need," I groaned.

"Stretch before you go to bed; I find that it helps a lot."

"Why are we having early tryouts tomorrow?"

"All teams are required to have their rosters out by tomorrow. This usually doesn't happen but the fields were under maintenance for a while."

"Gotcha. So you're friends with Carmen?" I asked curiously.

"Not really. We use to until freshman lacrosse. She got really competitive," Spencer said. Something was off about the way she said that.

"Yeah! I kind of figure that out myself."

"Just be careful okay," Spencer said, "she can get aggressive."

"I will," I replied.

"I'll see you tomorrow bright and early," she said smiling back at me before leaving. I walked into the house and put my bags up in my room. My mother was in the living room with Sid watching a movie.

"Diner's in the microwave," she shouted from the living room. I opened the microwave and found a bowl of pasta. I brought the food up to my room and began my homework.

I took and quick shower and then spent a good ten minutes stretching out my muscles before going to bed. I hope Spencer was right.

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