This story was written by myself and kpb1spoby.

Warning: Rape

Spencer

Spencer was amazed, here she was sitting in the principal's office and her mother and father had yet to look up from their phones.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hastings I don't think you understand the gravity of this situation." Principal Greene said. "The Vanderwaal's are talking about suing."

This had gotten their attention.

"Suing? What are you talking about?" Mrs. Hastings said.

"My daughter's done nothing wrong" Mr. Hastings said only taking his eyes off his device for a moment.

"She cut off six inches of her classmates hair during her English class!" The principal said incredulously.

"If you ask me that girl needed a haircut." Mrs. Hastings said in a quiet matter of fact tone.

The principal took a deep breath before continuing.

"It isn't just today" the principal said. "She's been skipping classes, she's gone from a straight A student to a straight C student, and it's rumored she started a food fight in the cafeteria and instigated a walk out during her health class. I have enough right now, I could expel her."

"Expel her!" her father stood, outraged. "Do you have any idea how much money I've donated to this school? It should be called Hastings Day School!"

"Peter, your blood pressure," Veronica said trying to get him to calm down "What do you recommend Principal Greene?"

"I need to see improvement in her behavior here at school. Additionally, the school counselor and I are recommending that she get counseling."

"I don't need counseling!" Spencer piped up for the first time since the meeting had begun.

"You are in no position to argue young lady." Her mother said firmly. "I assure you Principal Greene, my husband and I are taking this very seriously. Spencer will be severely punished and you will see a drastic improvement in her behavior her at school" her mother said in an acid tone.

Toby

Toby sat in the hard chair, the cream colored walls were comforting to him. The walls made him feel warm inside, they made him happy. Anita was sitting at the front desk on the computer, and there were two other people in the office. One younger woman maybe in her 20s and an older man maybe in his 60s. He never sat down in the hard chairs that were provided for them.

Toby studied his magazine until the doctor came out and called out, "Toby Cavanaugh?" She glanced around the room and her eyes finally landed on him.

He stood up and smiled, they shook hands like every visit before. Toby knew which office was hers, he went straight there.

"How are you doing today Dr. Roman?" Toby asked politely as he crossed his legs on the light blue couch.

"Aren't I supposed to be asking those questions, Toby" She smiled and gathered her papers. This is where Toby was two days a week. He had been going off and on since his dad finally made him go after getting into trouble with some classmates.

"So, how was your weekend?" She asked as if they had been friends for years. Her hair was short, almost past her ears and it was a very bright blonde. She was short and thin, and didn't look a day over 35. Their relationship was filled with trust, even more building over time.

"It was okay, I went out on my motorcycle around Philadelphia." Toby nodded his head and looked at his hands.

"How are you and your father?" They never had a good relationship. One, neither one of them were much of talkers and two, they didn't get along very much.

"We really didn't talk much, I left early Saturday morning and came back later Sunday night." Toby nodded and looked straight at her. This was how their Tuesday session always started. They would talk about the weekend and it led into the real conversation.

"Okay, that's fine. You still need to work on that. Did you do your homework?" Dr. Roman asked was she scribbled notes on her paper.

"You mean having a sit down conversation with Jenna and Elizabeth? Nope. Every time I tried to talk to her she acted like she didn't hear me and walked away." He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, shrugging his shoulders.

"I understand that she is ignoring you but maybe you could ask Elizabeth to talk to her before hand." Toby knew that she was a very bright woman but he also thought that she was never going to get them to talk to each other.

"Yeah… I could try that." Toby agreed staring at his hands.

"Toby, is there something you're not telling me." Her voice sounded concerned.

He looked up and took a deep breath.

"Time's up" he said standing up and replacing his leather jacket. He could already feel his phone vibrating in his pocket.

Spencer

They walked into the kitchen. Melissa looked up from the thick book she was reading.

"What did Spencer do now?" She asked almost as if she got pleasure out of seeing her sister in trouble.

"Not now Melissa, I'm not in the mood!" Veronica said crankily.

"So what's my punishment?" Spencer asked curiously. They could cut her off. That was a hastings classic. Take away the car and ground her for a week.

"Nothing," Veronica said simply.

"What!" she and Melissa cried at the same time.

"I'm going to call that therapist the counselor recommended in the morning and make you a weekly appointment and I expect to not ever be called into the principal's office again and as long as I'm not, you're not in trouble."

"You're a good kid Spencer you just made a mistake," her dad added. This was unbelievable! Her parents didn't care! She should have known.

"I'll do better," was all she said before trudging upstairs. She thought this fiasco would at least get her grounded tonight so she didn't have to go to Noel Kahn's ridiculous beach party. She wasn't grounded so she had no reason not to go. If she didn't go Ali would be all over Noel and she guessed that was reason enough to go. If anyone was going to be having sex with Noel tonight it was going to be her.

She came down an hour and a half later with perfect beach waves hair a navy blue bikini and a white see through cover up and navy blue flip flops.

Her parents were sitting by the fire sipping wine. Melissa was still reading.

"I'm going out" she said to her parents nonchalantly. As usual there was no "be careful" or "don't drink," or "don't stay out too late."

"Don't wait up" she said sarcastically, mostly for Melissa's benefit as she sauntered out the back door towards Ali's house.

"I told you, you wouldn't get in trouble, you never get in trouble" Ali hollered from her porch. Aria and Hanna were already by her side. Aria in a red bikini and black cover up. Ali in a white bikini in a yellow cover up and Hanna in an over-sized t shirt and shorts that Spencer guessed were to cover her one piece. Now all they had to do was get Emily who was the hardest to sneak out as she had to climb out of her bedroom window.

Toby

He took a deep breath before turning the door handle. He stepped inside and immediately smelled the scent of his father's goulash. At least his stomach would be happy.

"Where in the hell have you been?!" his father boomed.

"I was at the doctor's," he said innocently.

"Your appointment was over more than an hour ago, you better not have been dicking around with your friends you know you are to come straight home after your appointments so we can have dinner as a family!"

"I'm sorry the therapist was running behind schedule because of a distraught patient." He lied.

"Damn basketcases" his dad muttered and Toby rolled his eyes before turning to go upstairs.

"Don't you dare!" He said, "you'll eat with your family or you won't eat!"

He resentfully pulled out and sat down at the only empty chair, which was of course right next to Jenna.

After only a few minutes Daniel and Elizabeth were lost in their own conversation and completely ignoring their kids. He soon felt Jenna's hand on his knee. Not here he pleaded in his mind. If we get caught it will be my fault.

Her hand crept up farther. He eyed their parents as he stuffed a forkful of goulash in his mouth. He had to get out of here, up to his room, not that he was safe there either but at least it was private. When she put her hand directly on his crotch he practically jumped from the table.

"Thanks for dinner dad it was great" he said heading into the kitchen to wash his dishes and make his temporary escape.

Toby was laying on his bed texting one of his friends when Jenna came in only wearing a robe.

He took a deep breath knowing where this was going.

She sat next to him on the bed undoing his pants.

"Jenna, no," he said weakly knowing it would make no difference.

"You know you want it, I know you want it." She said quietly, "untie my robe," she ordered. He gulped it was time to do it and get it over with. He pushed his pants down and tugged open the belt on her robe pulling her on top of him. There was nothing sexy about this to him. It was robotic almost. He closed his eyes as she moved over him. He imagined she was the pretty girl from his English class. He couldn't remember her name at the moment. It was some pretentious rich person's name. Yeah it was that girl, not Jenna.

"Get on top of me," Jenna ordered bringing him back to who he was really doing. He hated when she made him be an active participant. He rolled over so he was on top still he kept picturing the girl from his English class he just had to picture her until this was over which would be soon.

"I knew you wanted this you dirty boy." Jenna moaned underneath him.

They both grunted as they came and Toby got off of her and fixed his pants.

"You're the best brother ever" she said as she slipped her robe back on and put her arms around his neck kissing him.

A little while later Toby was outside working on his motorcycle when he saw a familiar group of girls coming up the block. He watched as they went to Emily Fields bedroom window and waited for her to climb down. There she was at the edge of the group, it was the girl from his english class. He was so enamored that the wrench he was holding slipped and flew landing a few inches from her feet. She picked it up and walked over to him.

"You almost killed me with this thing" she said jokingly handing it back to him.

"Sorry," he said blushing, "I'm working on my comedy routine."

She let out a short laugh.

"Spencer! Don't talk to him, he's a loser!" Ali yelled from across the street.

"Thanks for coming down to loserville to give me back my wrench." He joked and this made her smile.

"SPENCER!" Ali yelled.

"Bye" she said waving as she ran back.

Spencer he made a mental note that was her name.

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