Alrught guys, this is my first fanfiction ever! I plan for it to be a decent length, not too long, but not short either. Many more things are in store for the characters, so keep checking for updates! I hope you like it! Please comment on it so I can make improvements! If I have a spelling or grammar mistake, which I shouldn't (because I proofread) please let me know so I can fix it. Thank you!
Chapter 1
5:30. The beep of her alarm startled Spencer. It caught her by surprise. She hadn't gotten any sleep and was the most tired she had ever been in her life. She had a physics test today and a French test tomorrow. Of course, she was prepared to ace both, but she worried. How was she going to survive a test without any sleep? But that wasn't what kept her up the night before. It was Toby. Why the hell had she broken up with him? He was the love of her life. A was an ass. A was the person that took everything away from her. Her life, her love, her ability to make her own decisions. She just wanted Toby. She needed him. She hadn't told him yet, but she loved him. She was sure he was the one for her.
She needed to talk to him. She picked up her phone and dialed his number. One ring, two rings, five rings. No answer. Was he still sleeping? He couldn't have been. He had work at 6:30. She knew it. He was mad at her. Of course he was upset. So she sent him a text.
Spencer: Toby, I really need to talk to you. I made a really big mistake.
She sat for 10 minutes, then 20 minutes. It was eating at her. He wasn't going to reply. And she needed to get to school. It was already 6:00. She ran downstairs and scarfed down a muffin, hoping that Melissa didn't already have dibs on it; she knew how Melissa got. But that wasn't something to concentrate on right now. She checked her phone yet again. No reply. She came to a realization. If she wanted to get Toby back, she would need to tell him about A. Spencer knew that it was a big risk. A was infamous for enforcing horrid consequences. But she texted Toby anyway.
Spencer: Toby, I really need to talk to you. This is important. I feel so sorry and I need to tell you something I could never tell you before.
She pulled up to Rosewood High and checked her phone again. She had a new text message. But it wasn't from Toby. It was from A.
Will you give it up already? He doesn't want you sweetie, and you're just gonna have to live with that.
-A
Spencer started to tear. She was too tired to hold back her emotions. Just then, Hanna stepped out of her car, Gucci sunglasses framing her face, Coach bag in hand. She saw Spencer, and knew something was wrong. She ran as fast as her heels would allow, and called to Spencer. Spencer turned and let out a sigh of relief. She needed someone to talk to.
Hanna: Oh, Spence, are you okay? Rough night, huh?
Spencer: Yeah. I have to go. My Latin teacher is going to have a fit.
Hanna: No she won't. Classes don't start for another 10 minutes. What exactly is going on?
Spencer: I sent Toby two texts, and he isn't responding, and A is still on my case, and Toby probably hates me right now.
Hanna: A sent you another text? That bitch. What did it say?
Spencer: Something about Toby not wanting me.
Hanna: He wants you. Trust me. He was sitting on his front porch this morning, and he didn't look happy.
Spencer: I can't deal with this right now. We have to go to class.
