Chapter 1

MONDAY

She was typing away on her computer in her dorm at her college: Stanford University. After UPenn rejected her, she discovered that Stanford wanted her at their college. And since it was an Ivy League college, she couldn't say no! To be honest, this was much better than going and following the Hastings' family road of going to UPenn. She was glad that she was someone in the family to break the chain and try something new. Her parents ended up accepting the fact that she was going to a different Ivy League than they wanted her to go to.

The door of her dorm opened, and she thought it would be her friend and roommate Abby coming back early from this photography class she was taking with their other friend Aria. Abby wasn't supposed to be back until later, but Spencer didn't care. She didn't even bother to look at who it was; she just assumed that it was Abby. She had to finish this paper for class, and that meant no distractions allowed!

But of course, she got quite a distraction. Two manly hands grabbed her shoulders and kissed her hair. Her eyes widened as she turned around to see who this weird person was.

"Hey babe-" he began. His eyes widened when he realized who it was. "Oh shoot... You're not Abby. Spencer... Sorry. We don't have to mention this to Abby, do we?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't want to tell her, anyways. Toby, What are you doing here? I don't have time for you to falsely believe I'm your girlfriend."

"I was here for Abby," Toby said. "You both have brown hair. It was an honest mistake, I swear! Where can I find her, anyways?"

"Art class with Aria," she responded, glueing her eyes to the screen again. "She won't be back until an hour later, so you can either leave, which I highly recommend, or you can make yourself comfortable until she gets back. Which, again, isn't for another hour or so, so I recommend leaving."

He chuckled and sat down on Spencer's bed.

"Oh... Fantastic. You chose the choice that I didn't recommend," Spencer sighed. "Wonderful, just make yourself comfortable on my bed. That makes total sense!"

"You really want me to leave, don't you?"

She rolled her eyes, "When I'm doing my work, I prefer no distractions whatsoever. It doesn't help when my friend's boyfriend comes and kisses my hair, thinking m his girlfriend. That was such a stupid mistake. You're an idiot, you know?"

"Thanks," he sarcastically said. He looked around the room a little bit.

"Hey, nice bra." He teased.

"What the hell are you-" she began, and then turned to him. She had left her stuff out. She groaned and slammed her laptop shut. She got up from the computer chair and yanked her bra out of Toby's hands. "Listen buddy... My bra is none of your business. Stop snooping! Why don't you just come back in an hour?"

"You're cute when you get mad," he chuckled. "And I'd rather spend time with the lovely Spencer Hastings!"

She sat on the bed next to him, groaning again.

"Then I guess I'll have to sit here and make sure you don't snatch anymore of my personal belongings that are not supposed to be touched by the male species." She said, rolling her eyes. "I'll have to monitor you now."

"Technically, the male species should touch stuff like your bra and all... Let's say that you and I were having sex, then I would probably have to-" he began.

She face palmed. "Please. Don't ever put the thought of you and I having sex in my mind again. You have a girlfriend, remember?"

"Sex with you would probably be hot," he teased.

"You are the definition of an asshole. I will never ever have sex with you. I wonder why Abby dates you. You're such a pervert, it's funny how she's still your girlfriend." Spencer said, rolling her eyes.

"Loosen up!" Toby laughed. "You would be a lot more fun if you didn't act like there's a pole up your ass."

"Great expression," she sarcastically said. "I can be fun. Just not with people like you..."

"Your idea of fun is reading a whole series in one night," Toby said, rolling his eyes.

"Whoa, whoa. You barely know me and you're acting like you know me better than anyone." Spencer said.

"You're so stubborn," he said.

"I am not!" She argued.

"Yeah you are!" He argued back.

"You don't even know me, Toby!" She yelled.

"Well I know you enough to know that you're stubborn." He said, crossing his arms.

"Just because I have my school priorities straight, doesn't mean I'm stubborn." She argued.

"You're really hot when you get angry," he whispered, moving closer to her.

"You have a girl-" she began, but it was too late.

Toby smashed his lips against hers. They shared a long kiss that was quite passionate, fueled by the anger of their argument. When they pulled back from the kiss, they didn't know what to do. Toby betrayed his girlfriend, and Spencer betrayed her friend. This wasn't what was supposed to happen...

Abby finally returned from her art class. Aria followed behind her.

"Baby!" Abby exclaimed. She kissed Toby's cheek, causing Spencer to roll her eyes. "I missed you. Do you mind if Aria crashes our date? She's hanging around for the movie, too, just so you know."

"N-no. Aria can stay," he said, still baffled by the kiss with Spencer. "Actually, I don't feel well. I think I'm going to cancel on tonight, ok?"

"Yeah, you don't look well." Spencer said, nervously nodding. "I'll uh... walk you back to your dorm. Just in case..."

"Uh alright." Abby said. "Aria and I will start the movie. Come on, Aria."

Aria followed Abby to the TV room in their dorm. Spencer walked with Toby outside.

"You ass! This is all your fault." Spencer blamed.

"Hey, I may have started it, but you kissed back! You're guilty too, baby. Whether you like it or not..." Toby said, crossing his arms.

She rolled her eyes, "Fine. We can't tell anyone. Not Abby, not Aria, not Caleb, not Hanna, and even not Emily. This kiss has to be a secret."

"Just so you know, I had fun." Toby grinned. "...with you... You should come to my roommate Jake's party. It's on Friday night."

"Maybe," she smiled as she walked back into her dorm.