My Alien Girlfriend

Chapter 8

Ashley’s eyes widened in surprise as Spencer shoved her to the ground. Spencer’s eyes were clouded with a dirty lust. It was frightening yet … very sexy.

Before Ashley could say anything Spencer’s eager tongue entered her mouth, desire began to curse through the brunette’s heated body.

“Spencer,” the Alien moaned in question.

Spencer tore her lips from Ashley’s briefly. “No talking,” she murmured as she straddled the confused yet very willing Martian.

Ashley sat up and deepened the kiss. She placed her hands on Spencer’s behind and pulled her closer. Spencer moaned and began to lightly grind against the Alien’s stomach.

Suddenly the door flew open and there stood …

“Ms. Caldwell!” Ashley and Spencer screeched shuffling away from one another.

“Hello darlings,” the teacher greeted in confusion. “What might you two be doing in here?”

“Um,” Spencer stuttered searching for an excuse. “Oh there’s my pencil,” she said slapping her forehead and picking up a random pencil she saw in the corner of the closet. “Good thing we found it in this … closet, right Ashley?”

The Alien frowned. “But Spencer you were not looking for a uff,” she grunted when Spencer’s elbow met her stomach sharply. “I mean yes. Here is that pencil.”

Ms. Caldwell eyed them suspiciously. Spencer gulped hoping that their drama teacher would buy that silly excuse of an … excuse.

“Alright then,” Ms. Caldwell shrugged before walking away.

“Wow,” Spencer gawked. “That actually worked?”

“Um Spencer,” Ashley asked bashfully. “Not that I am complaining or anything but … what was that kiss all about?”

“Oh that um, that, ah, was,” Spencer hesitated. “That was …just a rewarding kiss for you being the um … best girlfriend ever.”

“Oh,” Ashley smiled. “If I knew humans gave out those kind of kisses I would be kissing you for eternity.”

“I think I am ready Spencer.”

Spencer gave her a look. “Ready for what?”

“I am ready to mate,” Ashley stated with a proud smile.

“What?” Spencer gasped.

“Listen Spencer,” the Alien said grasping Spencer’s hands. “I love you and I know you love me. My father said not to completely commit to mating with anyone unless it’s the real thing. I know this is the real thing. That’s why I am ready.”

Spencer blinked. “Um….”


“You need to end this,” Madison yelled at her best friend as they stood in the girl’s bathroom.

“I can’t,” Spence hissed. “I’ve got Carmen within my hands grasp. She’s about to crack any minute now. I can feel it!”

“Are you fucking kidding me Spencer,” Madison fired back. “I’m sorry to say this but I don’t think Carmen cares about who you’re going out with. In fact she looks like she’s pretty content with dating whatever slut happens to them self at her.”

“That is not true,” Spencer argued weakly.

“It is true,” her friend countered. “It’s obvious Carmen doesn’t like a challenge. She just likes easy chicks. If she has to work to get to you she won’t even bother going after you at all.”

“So I’ll try to make myself look easy.”

“And what are you gonna do with Ashley?”

Spencer bit her lip and looked down. “I don’t know.”

“Why can’t you just be with Ashley and forget about Carmen,” Madison asked sighing in frustration.

“Oh get real Mads,” Spencer scoffed. “She’s an alien for crying out loud! I can’t date an Alien! That’s just … strange.”

“Ashley doesn’t think it’s strange,” Madison shrugged.

“Of course she doesn’t think it’s strange.”

“I don’t think it’s strange.”

“Well that’s just you.”

“The school doesn’t think it’s strange.”

“The school doesn’t know.”

“Oprah doesn’t think it’s strange.”

“Yeah well … wait,” Spencer frowned. “What?”

The school bell rang.

“We better get to class,” Madison sighed as she did a quick primp of her hair. “You need to fix this Spencer. It’s not only you tied into all this bullshit it’s me too.”

“I’ll figure something out,” Spencer whispered to herself as she made their way out of the bathroom.

Almost immediately, Ashley was by Spencer’s side, grasping her hand with excitement. “Spencer,” Ashley said happily. “You will not believe what I discovered today!”

“What’s that, Ashley?”

“There’s this weird tiny machine I saw a student using,” the Alien explained. “It does not talk but it has a tiny hole. When the boy stuck a pencil in it, the writing utensil came out sharpened! Can you believe that?”

Spencer couldn’t help the amused smile that tugged at her lips. “That’s called a pencil sharpener Ashley.”

“Oh,” Ashley nodded. “That is strange. On my planet, the pencils never need to be sharpened. The pencils just remain sharp.”

Spencer let out a hum of thought. “That’s…interesting.”

“I am thirsty.” The Alien said, rubbing at her throat. “Do you have any pens on you?”

Spencer shook her head in disgust. “No, Ashley you are not drinking ink again. We here on Earth drink water when we’re thirsty. Here,” She said guiding the Alien over to a water fountain.

Ashley frowned. “What is this?”

Spencer tried to hold back an eye roll. “It’s a water fountain, push the button, get your water, and let’s go. I don’t want to be late for class.”

The Alien slowly approached the ‘water fountain’. With caution, she pressed the button. She jumped back quickly when a squirt of water sprayed out of the metal tunnel like thing. Once more, she pressed the button and another squirt came out.

Ashley scratched her head. Did that mean she only had a certain amount of time to drink the water? Pressing the button once more, she quickly ducked her head towards the jet of liquid but the water was gone before any hit her mouth.

Ashley growled and tried three more times ending with the same results. She let out a helpless sigh and smacked the fountain. “How does this contraption expect me to get water?”

Spencer, no longer able to contain herself, let out a chuckle. “Ashley, the longer you press the button the longer the water stays.”

Ashley nodded and did as she was told. It worked! The Alien ducked her head to take a sip of the water but suddenly it went away.

“Hey!” Ashley yelled, lightly hitting the device. “Why did it stop? I did as you said and it still stopped!”

Spencer shrugged.

The school’s plumber walked towards them. “Sorry about that, young lady. We’re working on the school’s pipes. This should be up and running again tomorrow.”

The Alien growled. Spencer laughed and tugged Ashley to their next class.


“Okay, my little ducklings,” Ms. Caldwell sang out in her regularly cheery voice. “We will be working on our scenes today. But before that Bobby I’m –“

“It’s Billy,” he said with annoyance laced in his voice.

“Billy, that’s what I said. I said Billy.” she continued. “Now Bernie, I’m thinking of a number between one and two million what is it?”

Billy frowned. “Um…seven?”

“Wrong,” the teacher said, pointing at the door. “Get out right now!”

Billy gasped. “W-What?”

“Out,” she said shooing him away with a hand. “I want you out of my class room right now, Beethoven.”

Billy sighed and shook his head. “It’s Billy,” he said to himself as he walked out of the room with drooped shoulders.

“Ashley,” Ms. Caldwell called out. “You tell me, what number I was thinking of.”

“Ten thousand and thirty two.” Ashley said easily.

The teacher clutched her chest dramatically. “That’s correct! How did you--”

“Lucky guess.” the Alien smiled.

“Yes, a lucky guess…” Ms. Caldwell murmured. She moved closer to Ashley and sniffed her briefly. Everyone looked on with confusion. The teacher stepped back. “I see. Well, class go ahead and get started,” she announced walking over to her desk.

Spencer shook her head. “She is beyond crazy.”

“Why did she smell me?” Ashley asked disturbed.

Spencer shrugged. Suddenly her eyes widened when she saw Carmen walk into the classroom. “Oh my God,” she whispered.

Ashley turned and saw the human she hated the most. “Great,” she muttered as the short brunette made her way over to them.

“Hey,” Carmen said with a grin.

“Carmen?” Spencer squeaked. “What are you doing here?”

“Yeah.” Ashley took a step forward with a frown. “What are you doing here?”

Carmen gave a nonchalant shrug. “I have an open class this period. I wanted to come by and see one of my favorite girls.”

Spencer blushed. Ashley stepped in front of her enemy. “Well, Ms. Caldwell is right over there. Take a good look at her and then leave.”

“I was actually referring to Spencer,” Carmen said defiantly.

“I think you are forgetting Spencer is my girlfriend,” Ashley replied poking Carmen’s chest. “You had your chance and you blew it.”

“Who said my chances were up,” Carmen gloated.

“I do,” The Alien growled.

“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” The short brunette laughed. She turned her attention over to Spencer and winked over at Spencer. “I’ll see you later sexy.” Carmen purred before leaving the classroom.

Ashley let out a frustrated breath, watching her leave. “I really want to…as you humans say ‘beat her ass’!”

Spencer shook herself out of her daze. She couldn’t believe what had just happen. Maybe Madison was wrong. Carmen does like a challenge after all. Maybe this crazy plan was working.

This was great! In fact Spencer should be jumping with joy right now but for some reason she felt … unsatisfied. If she didn’t know any better you could say she felt … guilty.


“I will see you at home after track practice,” Ashley said readjusting her track bag on her shoulder.

“Alright,” Spencer nodded. “Did you want me to come pick you up afterwards?”

“No, I will run home, it makes for good practice,” the Alien replied before giving Spencer a quick kiss on the cheek and skipping off to practice.

Spencer started walking towards the parking lot. She couldn’t wait to get home it had been a very long and confusing school day.

“Hey cutie,” she heard called behind her. Spencer frowned and turned around. Her stomach went into knots when she saw who it was. Carmen.

“Hello,” she replied lamely.

“So,” the brunette stretched out. “Is your girlfriend around?”

“Oh no, she has practice. Why?”

“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me this Saturday.”

Wow. Carmen really does go after whomever she wants, girlfriend be damned! But this is what Spencer wanted right? Right!? Hey! I’m talking to you! Answer the question!

“Um,” Spencer stuttered. “Aren’t you going out with Heather Gold?”

The short brunette laughed and shook her head. “Oh no, she’s old news. You’re who I have my sights set on now babe.”

Spencer tried not to visibly cringe. She hated being called babe. That was such a player thing to say. Plus babe is a pig from that one movie. What’s that movie called? Oh yeah! Babe! Duh!

“Well then I guess I’ll think about it.”

Carmen’s smug smile faltered a bit. “You’ll think about it?” She asked confused.

Spencer nodded. “Yes, I will think about it.”

“Alright fine, but while you think about that, think about this too,” the short brunette brought her lips down on to Spencer’s surprised ones.

Carmen pulled away quickly gave Spencer a wink and walked away. Spencer stood shocked completely still. “Oh my God,” she muttered to no one in particular.


“So she finally asked you out?” Madison asked over the phone.

“Yep,” Spencer smiled, plopping down onto her bed. “And then she kissed me.”

“Wow, that’s gross.”

“Madison.” Spencer rolled her eyes. “It was not gross. It was okay though compared to Ash--I mean, other people, I’ve kissed in the past,” Spencer said with a wince.

“Wait! Hold on!” Madison said. “Were you about to compare Carmen’s kiss to Ashley’s?”

“No,” Spencer replied a little too quickly. “Why would I do that?”

“I don’t know you tell me.”

“There’s nothing to tell.”

“Apparently there is something.”

‘No there’s nothing.”

“Oh believe me there’s something,” Madison laughed out. “So anyways, where was Ashley when all of this happened?”

“She has track practice; she doesn’t get out until another half hour.”

“Well Carmen sure is a bold bitch.”

Spencer rolled her eyes. “Please remove that b word from your sentence Madison.”

“Alright, Carmen sure is a bitch. Was that better?”

“Oh, perfect,” Spencer deadpanned.

“So are you going on this date with her?”

“I don’t know,” Spencer shrugged. “I told her I’d think about it.”

“But I thought this is what you wanted this whole damn time! I haven’t been lying my ass off to that beautiful Martian for no damn reason chica!”

“I know but there’s something holding me back...”

“Like guilt?”

“It’s like a strange feeling deep down in my stomach…”

“Guilt.”

“I get it every time I look into Ashley’s eyes…”

“Guilt!”

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say it was …”

“Guilt.”

“Gas.”

“Oh girl you’re so stupid!”

Spencer scoffed. “What? It’s not my fault my body rejects certain foods I eat.”

“That feeling you have isn’t gas! What the fuck? It’s guilt.”

“Maybe,” Spencer heaved a sigh and looked out her window. What she saw nearly made her drop her phone. “I’ve got to go.” she said hanging up her cell.

She hurriedly walked over to her window and opened it. “Mom what the hell are you doing out there,” she hissed.

There Paula was sitting on a tree branch with a pair of binoculars around her neck out side of her daughter’s window… in clear sight. “Um,” she stuttered out.

“You know I can see you right?”

“No you can’t, you can’t see me.”

“I’m looking right at you!”

“Nope, no you’re not.”

“Have you completely lost it mom?”

Paula pointed behind her daughter. “Oh my God look! It’s … a closet!”

Spencer rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “I’m not stupid mom.”

“You’re right honey,” her mom sighed defeated. Suddenly she pointed again. “Oh my God look its Justin Timberlake!”

Spencer’s eyes widened with delight and she quickly turned around. “Justin? Where?”

Spencer frowned when she saw no one. Figuring she had just been played she quickly turned back around.

Her mother was nowhere in sight.

“Damn she’s good,” Spencer muttered running out of her room headed for downstairs. She crashed into some one however in the hallway.

“Wow honey, watch where you’re going,” Paula said straightening her clothes.

Spencer’s eyes went wide with surprise. “How did you get up here so fast? You were just outside literally less than a minute a go.”

Paula frowned in concern and placed her hand on her daughter’s forehead. “Honey are you catching or cold something?”

“Cold?” Arthur asked walking out of his bedroom. “Is everything alright here?”

“No,” Spencer hissed slapping her mother’s hand away. “Your wife has gone all G.I. Jane on me! She was just out in a tree looking through my bedroom window!”

“Spencer are you okay,” her father asked.

“I’m fine!” Spencer countered. “It’s her that’s gone crazy. Not me!”

“Right,” Arthur said with a frown. “Honey, it’s been a long day why don’t you go take a nap and I’ll bring you some food or something?”

Spencer heaved a frustrated sigh and stomped back to her bedroom. She missed however the sly smile Paula shot her way.


“Good practice today, Ashley, you were amazing out there,” a team mate called as the track team headed out of the locker room.

Ashley smiled and waved. She frowned in confusion when she saw a strange shadowed figure headed her way wearing a dark trench coat, a hat and some shades.

“Hey,” the strange person hissed.

“Hello,” she said. “Do I know you?”

“Maybe,” the figure answered. “I have something for you.”

“Okay,” the Alien replied unsure.

“Here,” the person said handing her a package. “It’s a DVD. Watch it when your girlfriend’s not at home.”

“Why?” Ashley asked, slipping the disk into her track bag.

“It contains some very important footage,” the figure cryptically answered. “I’ve gotta go now. Don’t tell anyone this happened.”

And with that the figure sprinted away. A little haphazardly but it was still out of sight fast. Ashley shrugged and began to make her way home.


Spencer did finally find the courage to call up Carmen and say yes. She still got tat uneasy guilty feeling in her stomach though that she couldn’t shake.

Ashley came bursting through the front door all smiles. She ran over to her girlfriend and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek.

“Hey,” Spencer greeted with a halfhearted grin. “How was practice?”

“It was fun; Coach calls me her secret weapon.” Ashley replied with a beaming smile. “Oh, I got something for you,” she said rummaging through her track bag.

Spencer eyes lit up when Ashley pulled out a yellow daisy and handed it to her. The Alien knew better than to giver her a rose. That didn’t go over too well last time.

“This is so sweet of you Ashley,” Spencer gushed. “I love it.”

“I love you,” Ashley whispered giving Spencer a kiss.

Oh no, there’s that gas or guilt feeling again. That’s it! Spencer couldn’t keep going on with these lies anymore. She had to tell Ashley the truth and she had to do it now.

“Ashley there’s something I need to tell you,” Spencer said letting out a shaky breath as she placed the flower down.

“What is it?” Ashley asked, grasping Spencer’s hands.

“I wanted to tell you that--”

“It’s time to eat, everyone!” Arthur called from the kitchen.

Spencer’s confidence faltered. “I wanted to tell you we’re having your favorite dish tonight. Spaghetti!”

“Yes,” Ashley cheered before dragging her girlfriend into the dining room.

“We’re having your favorite tonight, Ashley,” Paula said taking her seat at the table with a warm smile.

“I love spaghetti. It’s the best! Well, I love it second to Spencer of course,” Ashley commented with a smile.

“Well today’s a special occasion,” Arthur said. “Today marks the second official month that you have been with us here Ashley.”

“Wow,” Spencer gasped.

“I love being here with you all. You are truly like a second family to me,” The Alien gushed out. “I love you guys.”

“Oh damn you, Spencer!” Paula suddenly said, jumping up from her seat.

“Mom,” Glen said a little frightened. “What are you doing?”

“She knows what she’s doing,” Paula growled pointing at Spencer who looked down guilty. “I need to take a walk,” the older blonde muttered leaving the house.

“Okay,” Glen stretched out.

“She’s been acting so strange lately,” Arthur said scratching his head.

Spencer tried to brush it off. “Can you pass the meatballs?”

Ashley handed her the plate. “So, if I have been here for two months that means it is our one month anniversary Spencer!”

Spencer swallowed hard. “Yeah, I guess it is…”

“Then that makes this a very special day,” Arthur smiled. “Congratulations.”

Spencer sighed and looked down at her plate. “Why doesn’t somebody just slam ‘I’m a bitch’ right across my forehead?” She whispered to herself.


When everyone was dead asleep in the Carlin household Ashley pulled out that dvd that the strange person had given her. A little nervous she put it into the player and hit play.

She smiled when she saw her girlfriend on the screen. Her smile turned into a frown though when she heard the words being uttered out of Spencer’s mouth.


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