A/N: Hey readers. I got an idea for a new story today and since I am having a bit of writers block with 'Nobody's Home' I figured Id give this one a go. Let me know if this is something that you might be interested in reading more of or if I should just delete it and head back to the drawing board. Thanks guys. Look forward to reading your reviews.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars.
Fate.
"The development of events beyond a person's control."
"Spencer, are you ready to go yet?" Hanna's annoyed voice sounded.
"If you keep asking me that question, it's going to take me longer to get ready." She replied.
"I just don't understand what is taking you so long? You don't wear makeup, your hair is always down, and you're wearing an outfit that I'm sure my mother owns."
Spencer Hastings rolled her eyes at the ongoing ranting from one of her best friends Hanna Marin.
"Really Hanna? Your mother owns the exact same light blue halter top and mini jean skirt that she is wearing, I doubt that very much." Aria Montgomery chimed in.
"Whatever Aria, I was just trying to move her ass along; by the time we get to the bar all the hot guys will be gone." Hanna muttered as she flopped her body down on Spencer's bed.
Spencer snorted. "Oh yes, because all the hot guys magically disappear before 11:00 at night, how could I forget such an important detail."
Aria chuckled as she watched Hanna give up the middle finger behind their friends back. "Why don't you go check on Emily? I'll help Spencer finish getting ready and we will be out of here in ten minutes tops."
"Uh fine, ten minutes or I'm leaving without you guys." Hanna said lifting herself off the bed and walked out of the room.
"Well, she won't get very far, seeing how I am the one who is driving all of us tonight." Spencer smiled as she turned away from her mirror to look at a smiling Aria.
"Spencer! Why do you keep turning down all the good songs!" Hanna complained from the backseat.
Spencer shot her a quick glance from the rearview mirror. "It's my car and I need to focus on the road, not Lady Gaga blasting in my ears."
Hanna leaned forward and turned up the nozzle a few clicks. "At least blast it enough so I can hear the words from the backseat."
Suddenly Spencer slammed on the brakes, causing Hanna to lose her balance and fall into the middle of the two front seats. "What the hell Spencer! I just wanted to turn the music up a little bit."
"It wasn't because of you Hanna, that freaking idiot on the motorcycle cut me off." Spencer growled at the person on the bike who was now stopped at the light and grew angrier when he turned around to smirk at her. "Are you freaking serious right now? Who does that asshole think he is!"
"Relax Spence," Aria said resting her hand on her friends arm. "It's no big deal, your car is fine and so are we."
"Speak for yourself." Hanna put out as she rubbed her arm.
When the light turned green, the guy revved his bike and quickly took off down the road, as Spencer slowly shifted her foot over to the gas, taking a more cautious drive. "Let's just turn off the music and Spence just drive carefully until we get to the bar." Emily finally spoke from her seat next to Hanna.
"Trust me; rushing to get to the bar is the last thing on my mind right now." Spencer said with both hands gripping the steering wheel as her eyes focused on the road in front of her. It was true; the bar was the last thing on her mind because the strangers smirk had taking a hold of her mind instead.
"Look at all the hot guys in here tonight." Hanna grinned as the four girls sat at the bar, waiting for their drinks to arrive. "And ladies too Em." She nudged Emily with her elbow.
"I'm with Paige remember?" Emily said rolling her eyes slightly as Hanna's attention was already somewhere else.
"No freaking way. Look at who is playing pool over in the corner." Hanna said pointing over to the far end of the room.
The three other girls turned their heads to follow where Hanna pointed and Spencer frowned immediately. "What are the odds that the same guy that cut you off, ends up going to the same bar as us?" Hanna continued.
"Yeah, what are the odds?" Spencer muttered as she turned back around on her stool and started tapping her fingers against the wooden countertop.
"You should talk to him Spence." Aria said as she watched the stranger a little longer. "He is actually very cute if you get over the fact that he almost hit your car."
"No thanks, I think I will pass." She said with a fake smile. "But feel free to talk to him yourself if your that interested."
"The only two single people out of this group of four are Hanna and yourself, so you should talk to him." Aria said.
"Go for it Spence, you deserve to have some fun after sulking around the dorms for the last couple of months." Emily chimed in.
Spencer sat up straighter, her raspy voice taking a tone of defense. "I have not been sulking around the dorms. I've been studying my ass off for these finales, so sorry if I want to graduate at the top of my class instead of partying every night of the week."
"Was that a jab at me? I feel like that was directed at me." Hanna said looking at Spencer, who half smiled in return.
"You and every other person in our class, no hard feelings though." Spencer said patting her back quickly. "I know you girls are worried about me, but trust me I've moved on and I'm fine."
"Prove it." Emily challenged with a knowing smirk. "If you truly moved on as you claimed than you will have no problem with going over and talking to that guy from earlier tonight."
Spencer silently cursed herself for having such a competitive personality but never one to back down from a challenge she smirked at the request. "You're on Fields."