Was this some sort of sick joke? Would Hanna really play with Spencer's head like that? The whole thought of it was sickening.

Spencer paced back and forth across her bedroom floor trying to grasp the reality of what Hanna had just informed her.

"Spencer— stop! You're starting to freak me out. Say something, damn it!" Hanna spoke, breaking the silence as she sat at the edge of Spencer's bed, waving her arms. Spencer stopped outside of her bedroom window, and then turned to look back at Hanna. She took a deep breath, waited a few seconds, and then finally exhaled as her eyes grew wide.

"You… you're dead serious, Hanna? This isn't a joke. This isn't cool. Don't do this, come on." Spencer responded as she finally took her seat on the daybed next to the window as she tried to calm herself down. She was in complete disbelief.

Earlier that day.

October 23rd read the calendar. A part of Spencer was happy with her favorite holiday, Halloween, rapidly approaching but as she looked at the invitation tightly gripped in between her fingers, she was slightly annoyed and upset. Toby, her now ex-boyfriend, had skipped town once again but Spencer didn't care this time. After a one year relationship of them being on and off, she was finally fed up and tired of being mistreated. What kind of man would just abandon their girlfriend after taking her virginity — something Spencer held onto for as long as she possibly could. To Spencer sex wasn't just sex; it was a way of expressing how much you truly love and care for the other person and Toby had deprived her of that.

The invitation read: "Noel Kahn invites you to the party of a life time. Date required." Spencer crumpled up the invitation and threw it across the room and missed a shot at the garbage can placed beside her desktop where all of her homework lay. All of her overdue homework. After all the problems she and Toby faced these past few months, Spencer had gotten behind in almost all of her classes except for one: study hall, a class you're not even required to be in.

"Ugh!" Spencer groaned, as she pushed herself off her bed towards the garbage can to pick up the invitation. Suddenly, her phone buzzed and then beeped. She bent over, picked up the invitation, stood up straight, and then pulled the cell phone out of her back pocket. It was Emily.

The text read: "Don't stop believing." Spencer let out a soft laugh, throwing the invitation at the garbage can where she missed. Again. Two tries and two misses… Spencer didn't bother to pick up the invitation again.

11:19PM—Lunch time.

"Spencer, ya gotta let it go. Please," Hanna begged, lacing her fingers and leaning against the circle table outside of the school. Lunch time was the girls' favorite time of day, especially during the school week. It was thirty minutes daily for the girls to just kick back and forget about what they were being taught in their classes, and focus on their real life problems. Spencer picked up her fork and cut a piece off of her baked potato that was covered with broccoli and cheese. Barely getting the fork to her mouth, Spencer dropped it on the ground as she stared at the guy who just walked out onto the Rosewood High patio. The girls looked at Spencer with a blank stare before turning their attention towards the guy.

"Earth to Spencer!" Hanna shouted, startling Spencer.

"I'm sorry, what?" Spencer asked realizing that Hanna had called her name quite a few times. But Spencer couldn't pay attention; she was too focused on this guy.

"You dropped this," the guy said as he appeared at their table, handing Spencer back her fork.

"Oh, uh. Thank you. I'm sorry, I saw a … cat." Spencer lied, feeling completely stupid. Without a doubt, she had every reason to.

Hanna, as usual, was unsure of what exactly was going on and become suddenly uncomfortable. Wanting to get rid of the awkwardness that quickly appeared the minute Spencer dropped her fork, Hanna spoke up.

"Hello, Caleb," Hanna said. And with that, Spencer quickly grabbed her fork from Caleb's hand and glared in Hanna's direction. Hanna knew him? How? "Thank you for Spencer's fork. Sorry for all of the awkwardness. Spencer's been going through quite a bit lately." Spencer glared in Hanna's direction.

Caleb let out a soft laugh, making Spencer's insides melt. He was beautiful. "I don't wanna be rude or anything," he began, "but I really gotta get going. Got some personal things to do."

As Caleb walked away, Spencer's eyes zeroed in on Hanna. The smartest girl in school suddenly felt extremely stupid. Personal reasons? Yeah, right. Caleb clearly thought they, well she, was an idiot.

"You know him." Spencer asked rhetorically. But considering the person she was talking to, Hanna couldn't take the hint.

"Yeah, that's Caleb Rivers. He's in my English class. Why? Do you know him?" she responded.

"…I, uh…" Spencer was at a loss for words. She couldn't come right out and say that he was the guy she nearly spilt her coffee on this morning. What was her problem? She was such a klutz these days.

Hanna's face lit up with amusement. "Wait a second—you like him! Oh my gosh, Spencer! This is great! He's not even in your league!"

Emily and Aria glanced at each other, and back at Hanna letting out a short laugh. "Hanna," Emily said, "don't you mean that she's not in his league?"

"Oh, yeah, right. Like, you could do so much better than him. He's …weird." Hanna said.

4:27 PM—Later that day.

"Emily, do you understand what this means? Spencer can finally move on from Toby! We have to make this happen, please. Whatever it takes. I don't know how many more 'I miss Toby's' and 'I'm not going to Noel's party because I don't have a date' I can take! Please, Em. For Spencer," Hanna begged standing on the other side of the clothing rack.

Emily continued shifting through the clothes, trying to find something cute for her date with Paige that night. It was something Emily could never speak out loud about, but there just wasn't something right about her and Paige. And all of this Spencer and Toby talk made Emily sick. But the girls were almost required to go to Noel's party. However, a part of her would rather skip the party and hang out with Spencer and listen to her complain about how crappy her love life was.

"Sure," Emily finally said. Who was she kidding? This was Hanna she was talking to. There was no way Hanna would let Emily skip out on a Halloween party—especially one at her beloved Noel's house.

Hanna smiled, biting down onto her bottom lip. "All of these clothes suck, let's go somewhere else," she said as she made her way to the other side of the clothing rack to see if leaving was okay with Emily. Emily shrugged and walked with Hanna outside the building.

"Look," Emily said pointing in the direction of the long-haired guy standing outside the local bar and grill.

"Aw, it's like it's fate!" Hanna grinned, making Emily feel a little uneasy. "Excuse me, sir," Hanna said as her and Emily both approached Caleb. Caleb turned away from the 'WANTED' sign to acknowledged Hanna and Emily's presence.

"You know, Hanna, if I keep running into you like this, I'm going to start assuming that you're stalking me. I don't know if you've heard, but the cops here are pretty crazy and are quick to go after a young girl such as yourself."

"Oh, shut up." Hanna laughed, pushing Caleb's shoulder gently. "Anyways, it's good that we ran into you. Got something to ask you, if you don't mind."

Oh my God, Emily thought as she pursed her lips together. She couldn't believe Hanna was actually going to follow through with this. How would Spencer react? Emily shook her head in disbelief.

"What do you think of Spencer?" Hanna asked, her eyes locked with his.

Caleb shrugged, and then a smile quickly appeared on his face. "Spencer? She's cute," he responded.