I grit my teeth as I watch her flirt with two different guys. I can’t say anything.

I would rather walk up to the meat heads, push them out of the way before grabbing Spencer and kissing her. But I can’t do that either.

I’ll admit that I’m jealous, and, of course, it’s only made worse by her short skirt and tight top.

I watch as one of the guys brushes some hair behind her ear, and I growl out loud. Spencer just bats her eyelashes and smiles flirtatiously at him.

Deep breaths, Davies. Deep, deep breaths.

Then I watch as the other guy puts his arm around her. Spencer even doesn’t shake it off.

Even deeper breaths, Davies. Deeper, deeper breaths.

All of a sudden, almost in slow motion, I watch as the first guy pulls her towards him and wraps his arms around her, laughing as if he’s mostly joking.

I jump up from my seat, and I head for the music room.

I nearly sprint there, reminding myself that I have no right to be jealous. Spencer isn’t mine.

I quickly make my way into the deserted music room, and straight to the piano. I took a deep breath and began playing.

I finished the song to hear clapping. I nearly had a heart attack as I spun around. I even held one hand up to my chest, "Spencer! What the hell?"

"I saw you storm off," she says simply as she sits down next to me.

"So?" I finally feel my heart calming down.

"I came to check on you," she shrugs.

"Why? What if someone followed you or something?" I rolled my eyes, because I was mocking her, of course.

"You know, your an ass."

"Yeah, whatever."

She slipped her around me and pulled me into her, "Are you ok?"

I tried to ignore all the sensations it caused and pulled away from her, "I’m fine."

"Ash…"

"Spencer, I’m fine."

"Your lying, Ashley."

I make sure not to look at her, "I am fine."

Suddenly she’s stradling me and tipping my head up, "You were jealous."

I turn my head away, "No I wasn’t. I have no reason to be jealous."

She took my hands and placed them on her ass. I quickly turned towards her, "Are you sure?"