1.1 We Need To Talk

"Dammit!"

Spencer slammed her pen down on the small wooden desk where her blank test sheet sat. She looked around the room embarrassed, her classmates staring at her due to the random outburst.

"Is everything okay Ms. Hastings?" The semi bald teacher stood over Spencer's desk glasses slid half way down his nose.

"Yes, uh... Sorry…I'm feeling a little sick"

"Well then if you must go to the nurse, you can finish the test tomorrow after school"

"..Thanks you Mr. Greenfield"

Spencer quickly grabbed her bag throwing her jacket around her shoulder, ignoring the groans of jealously given by the other students. Normally Mr. Greenfield wouldn't allow a student the leave during an exam. But since Spencer was one of the top students of his class scoring A's on all assignments and test he let this one slide. After taking a deep breathe Spencer walked straight to the wash rooms. The words kept repeating themselves over and over all morning. Going into one of the stalls Spencer took out her phone and read the bright blue screen again.

"We need to talk"

-Caleb

"There's nothing we need to talk about, it was a mistake"

-Spencer

Leaning against the stall walls she closed her eyes. Her stomach was in knots. The image of Caleb's soft pink lips pressed against hers popped into her mind. Her phone beeped again.

"Was it really a mistake? I feel otherwise"

-Caleb

"This is so wrong" Spencer said aloud getting every word out just before the loud sound of heels strolled into the bathroom doors. Sliding her phone back into her pocket and opening her stall door, she walked out the bathroom without giving the any eye contact to the girl who just walked in.

A folded piece of crisp white paper sat on the kitchen island. Written in messy almost unreadable cursive it read Will be home late. Left dinner in fridge. Spencer opened the fridge door. Inside was a half-filled pitcher of orange juice, a container of red grades, an egg carton, some coconut water, a white paper bag, and an endless option of condemns. Spencer took out the white paper bag bringing it over to the island. Tossing her jacket and bag on the back of the chair she sat down opening the bag of mystery dinner. She pulled out a very green salad in a clear plastic bowl as well as a thin slice of multigrain bread. While lifting the lid off the plastic bowl, Spencer's phone vibrated in the pocket of her light washed denim jeans. Almost instantly her stomach tied and knots, but untangled as she realized it was only Aria's name that appeared on the screen.

"Hello" Spencer answers.

"Hey, where were you today" Aria sounds worried.

"Oh, I left early, wasn't feeling too well."

"Is everything okay do you need me to bring anything? Soup, Advil?"

"No, that's okay, I think I'll just turn in early" Spencer could hear Aria in the background telling Hanna and Emily that she was okay.

"Okay Spence, See you tomorrow"

Spencer laid her phone down on the black marbled counter, and ate her dinner for the night.

Water glistened on Spencer's pale skin as she wrapped a fluffy off-white colored towel around her body. She looked in the mirror, her dark brown hair sticking to her back, her pink lips moisten, and her eyes a deep shade of shame and excitement. She hasn't talked to Toby since last weekend and wasn't sure she wanted to. It did upset her that he didn't make an effort to call or text but she couldn't hold it against him because neither did she. Opening the bathroom door the cold air stung as it hit her bare skin. She walked out the bathroom and down the hall to her room as the hot steam followed behind her. Unraveling the towel she padded herself dry then rewrapped the towel on her damp hair soaking up the access water. Going into her closet she grabbed her pink silk robe and put it on. The pink silk clung to her body exposing every curve she possessed.

"Mom?" Spencer called out hearing a noise downstairs but there was no answer. Sliding on her beige slippers she heard the doorbell ring.

"I told Aria I didn't need anything" she said to herself in a low annoyed voice. She walked down the stairs and to the door. Looking though the peek hole she saw a tall figure that was nothing like Aria's. She opened the door and it was Caleb.

"I said we needed to talk" he said leaning against shallow brick wall of the entry way.

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