Chapter 1 – Thearpy is for the poor. Not Spencer Hastings.

"Are you still having the nightmares?" It was a Monday afternoon, Spencer had just finished her classes of the day. Which meant time for her weekly thearpist apponitment. She couldn't believe it has been two years since the incdent with Alison. Two years since she tried to burn them all in a fire. Spencer shivered at the thought.

"Not as much." Spencer lied. Thearpy was supposed to help, all it ever did for Spencer was make her annoyed. Who really wanted to sit for a hour and talk about their feelings to a person you don't even know?

"Good." Rose, she liked to be called, smiled her fake thearipist smile. "It's their anything you'd like to talk about?"

"No." Spencer said without hesation. She had friends to talk to about life and her problems. Of course their all scattered around the world forcing them to talk via iChat, but her boyfriend is always their when she needs him. A smiled played on her lips. Andrew. Spencer and him had both got into Yale on scolarship, she just happy to have him with her. Once upon a time both of them couldn't be in a room together without fighting. Now they were irresepable.

Rose with her and Spencer's face fell slightly. Rose creeped her out. All fake people creeped her out. Rose was a simple person. Dull long brown hair and a casual outfit. She looked like she was in her thirties and life was going great.

Just wait a few more years. Spencer Though. You won't be smiling then. She looked past girl and to the clock hanging on the wall. 3:24. Are you kidding me? Spencer grabbed her bag and stood up.

"I'm sorry but I've got somewhere to be."

"With your boyfriend?" Rose crossed her legs and looked at Spencer. "You don't talk about him much."

"Maybe next Time." Or Never.

Spencer hurried out the door and sat on the curb before grabbing her blackberry and texting Andrew. Got out Early, Pick Me Up? Of course he would. Andrew drives Spencer everywhere since she was forced to leave her car got in Rosewood. She wasn't in the mood to drive it to school and no one else would.

Spencer's cell rang but it wasn't a text, it was a call from Emily. Spencer hit Talk and pressed to phone to her ear.

"Hey Emily!" She said cheeerfully.

"Hey Spence, um has anything new been going on with you?" Emily seemed jittery.

"Not that I know of, why?"

"Oh no reason, just checking" Emily hung up.

Spencer was about to call her back, but just then Andrew pulled in.