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"Spencer, come one. I think you've done enough studying for tonight." Hanna said, seeming very annoyed with her friend's constant repeating of terms that were not in her vocabulary. "What happened to me helping you pick something out tomorrow for Toby?"

The usual Spencer Hastings, always studying, always believing there's room for improvement. Tomorrow was Friday, and also another huge test in one of her several advanced classes. "Hanna, if you don't want to be here anymore then be my guest and leave." Spencer retorted, only pausing a moment to look up from her textbook.

"Fine." And with that, Hanna grabbed her bag and walked out the door. She wondered why Spencer had even bothered inviting her over for help when all she did was study. Five more minutes she said, about ten times. Usually Spencer gave into Hanna when she would start talking non-stop about things that weren't necessarily appropriate. This time though, Spencer ignored her most of the time.

As soon as her back door was shut and she heard Hanna's car leave her driveway, Spencer thought she could finally relax as she lay on her living room couch. Her cell phone broke the silence as it alerted her of a text message on her island counter. Spencer hoped it was from Toby, or at least one of her friends.

They say distance makes a relationship stronger, but not everyone comes back as strong. -A

Toby told her a few days ago that he had to leave for a job opportunity for a couple days. She wasn't very pleased with the information as she had hoped on seeing him tomorrow night for their anniversary. She felt a little unloved as he told her he would have to reschedule. He didn't even tell her where he was going. The message from A was very nerve wrecking because she believed it was about their relationship. She just wanted A to stop messing with them.

Minutes passed by as Spencer sat alone in her kitchen, hoping Toby was okay. He usually didn't do this. She was startled by the sound of her back door opening and the sound of her parents voices.

"Spencer? I thought you would have been in bed by now." Her dad said, setting his briefcase on the counter.

"Yeah, I was. I just got a little hungry." She replied, suddenly realizing that the clock read 11:34. "I was just about to head back upstairs."

"Oh, well goodnight."

"Goodnight." She mumbled, probably barely even loud enough to hear as she made her way up to her bedroom.

Spencer crawled into bed with one of Toby's t-shirts on. It was about two sizes too big, but that's what made it even better. And there was also the fact that it smelled like him too.

Hanna pulled into her own driveway a few minutes before 10. When she stepped out she was accompanied by the buzz of her phone in her bag. She continued walking as she pulled her phone out to read the text.

History repeats itself, what's up with Spence? -A

Hanna stopped at her front door, staring at the message in front of her. Was there really something different with her? She didn't notice anything that unusual. She actually thought it was normal for Spencer to do something like that.

As Hanna went upstairs to get ready for bed, she tried remembering whether or not Spencer really had been a little different the past few days. She couldn't think of anything specific other than not talking as much as usual. Whatever it was she knew she would find out eventually.

"Sounds like you had a great night, Em." Aria said with a smile on her face.

Emily couldn't stop smiling as soon as she sat down for lunch almost 10 minutes ago. Her friends wouldn't stop teasing her until she finally told them how much fun she had had with Paige last night. "It really was great."

"I miss those nights." Hanna said, making a pouting face.

"Do you know when Caleb gets back?" Aria asked. After breaking up with Ezra she actually had some time to ask about her friend's love lives.

"No, I wish I did. But when he does, I'll make sure he knows how much I missed him." She said with a smirk on her face.

"Whoa, Han, save the details for later." Emily smiled.

"Hey, have any of you noticed anything different with Spencer lately?" Hanna asked, remembering her message from A last night.

Both girls shook their heads. "Not really, why?" Aria asked, looking confused.

"Nothing, it's just that she seems a little more focused on something else."

"That something else could be Toby, Hanna."

"Maybe, or maybe we should just give her a little space if its something else."

"Is there something you're not telling us or...?" Aria was interrupted by the sound of Spencer's voice beside her.

"What are you guys talking about?" Spencer asked as she took her seat beside Aria.

"Nothing. We were just talking about how Emily's night with Paige was." Hanna replied, almost a little too fast.

"Okay..." Spencer sat with a confused look on her face staring at Hanna. She knew they were talking about something else whenever Hanna was the first one to reply, especially when it's just a little too fast like that.

The four girls sat and finished their lunches while Emily informed Spencer of her night since she was curious. Somewhere in the middle Spencer's phone had buzzed in her white skinny jeans pocket. She pulled it out to find a message from Toby.

113 Avenue NW, Main St. Be there tonight, at 8. Please. -Toby