New Story I started and it will be daily updates until the summer ends, then it will go back to weekly updates. I hope you guys all enjoy this story, it's not one of my best stories I have ever wrote, but it's not one of my worse. I hope you will like me very bad story oh and the updates are very short for a reason...I am updating daily and I don't have time to write 3k stories everyday. Well I present the chapter that is less, than 1k of words. This story is probably going to be mostly an author's note. Lol...cheers...let's go. I am toooo random.

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Chapter 1: Talking To Him

Spencer Hastings was a very intelligent girl. She would think things through before actually trying to do it. She had dark brown hair that followed down her back in small waves. Spencer had an older sister; Melissa Hastings, who got everything she wanted and more. People were more fond of Melissa, they seemed to like her personality because it was more like her dads. Smart, confident, and a show off.

Spencer and her friends were walking along the side walk and stop looking directly at the house, letting their eyeballs land on a certain someone sitting on the steps, trying to break his ankle monitor off. "Do you think Toby actually did it?" Hanna asks whispering it in Spencer's ear. Spencer shrugs her shoulders before taking a couple of steps forward. Hanna grabs her arm ans gives her a look. Hanna mouths 'Don't go'. The mocha eyed girl just smiles at her friend before taking a bunch of steps forward toward the Cavanaugh residents.

"Hey." Spencer greets with a small smile. Toby looks up a couple of seconds only giving her a glare. "You know personally I don't think you killed Alison."

Toby looks up at her still lots of anger in his blue eyes. Spencer studied his eyes for a couple of seconds noticing a mixture of emotions. Sadness, anger, and happiness. The teenager girl was trying to figure out why there was happiness in his eyes? Why would be be happy that he is a person of interest? Spencer watches as he picks at his ankle a couple more seconds before giving up. He blows a puff of air out of his mouth before looking back up at the Hastings girl. "Why do you want?" Toby spits out with alot of hatred.

Spencer thinks for a moment. Why is she here? For once in her life she didn't know why she was doing something, most of time she did something was for a reason or she already had an explanation for it, but for now her mind was completely blank.

"I-uhh." Spencer stammers out before, Toby rolls his eyes and stands up. Spencee think of something your a Hastings. "The school called and told me I was your tutor." Spencer lies about, even if he didn't hit her she still felt a sting from the lie she made. Toby lets out a chuckle before smiling.

"Your my made up tutor...mmm okay what are you here to exactly tutor me then Hastings?" Toby asks with cockiness clearly in his voice. Spencer freezes for a moment. Spencer had remembered being around Toby when they were smaller and had never heard him smile nor be this cocky about something. Toby Cavanaugh has clearly changed? Maybe for the better...or worse.

"French." Spencer makes up. "Since I am in A.P. French they told me that I was your tutor for that."

Toby's eyes widen after she says this making Spencer take a step back thinking about she crossed the line. What did I say wrong? Spencer racked her brain trying to find anything offending, but found nothing. "I'm sorry did I say something wrong or hurtful." Spencer asks with a bit of concern.

"How?" Toby let's out before making eye contact with Spencer. He decides to rephrase his question. "How did you know I needed a tutor in French?" Toby questions again.

Her eyes blink a couple of times. "What do you mean I just made it up, so we could talk." Spencer admits before sitting down on the staircase. "I was actually wanting to talk about the case going on."

Toby shakes his head. This was my only chance to figure out if he is innocent or not. Spencer gives him a small smile. "I can't talk about anything going on with the case. I made a promise with my lawyer and I am going to keep." Toby tells her.

"Please." Spencer begs a bit. Spencer had never realized she had this side of her begging for information she could probably easily get from her mom's bag or overhearing it from someone since Rosewood was a pretty small town. She heard Toby sigh again.

"I can't." he reminds her before turning around and walking inside of his house. Spencer groans before putting the palm of her hands on her face and standing up. Spencer stood there for a couple of seconds before walking back to her friends, oh were still staring at the Cavanaugh household. Was there an another reason he couldn't tell me? Was he being blackmailed in a way like Alison did?

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Well this was a horrible and short chapter, I hope you guys sorta like it...well I am not updating until I get at least 3 or 4 reviews. Remember to keep reading&favorite&follow& review. Thanks for reading.

Next update: Saturday, July 11th