A/N: Hey guys! A little longer this time :] and a little Spoby! Pleaseeee read and review! Also, I'm writing this at 2AM so forgive me if there's any errors.

Spencer gave him a quizzical glance before turning around ".. I should get my sister." As if waiting for a cue, Melissa strolled up. "I was coming for introductions but I see you've already met!"

Spencer was a Hastings. Therefore, she knew just about everything and could usually solve any problem anyone hurled at her. But in that moment, for quite possibly the first time in her life, Spencer was speechless as she realized that the man standing in front of her was her sister's fiance. "Well." She stared the man, who she now realized was Wren. "I suppose we have." She turned to Melissa, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'll leave you two alone. You have a lot to discuss, with the wedding plans and such." She gave the pair a tight smile and sauntered off.

She overheard Wren sigh with his still slightly adorable accent. "She hates me."

"No, she'll come around, I promise. That's actually friendly, for Spencer." Melissa murmured.

Spencer never stopped, but just shook her head at the two's conversation and kept walking. She grabbed an apple and laid back on the couch. Her phone let out a cheerful ding.

Hey Spence! Haven't seen you in a while! Wanna catch up? :)

She smiled. Toby, who she had meet when tutoring him in French this semester, had actually become a great friend. He was funny, easy to talk to, and was always up to lunch or a Wii marathon.

Course! My place in 20? We'll find something to do, just SAVE me from Melissa and her crazy fiance.

Spencer picked up the closest book and read until the doorbell rang.

"Toby!" She beamed at him and greeted him with a hug.

He grinned. "How's my mon génie petite favorite doing today?" Spencer gave him a raised eyebrow.

"That's my favorite little genius if you didn't get it." He winked at her. Spencer groaned and poked him in the stomach. "Of course I got it! I just didn't think you were capable of a whole four words in French! Mrs. Rireva would be soooo proud of her magnifique Toby." Spencer said with a flourish and a hand in the air.

The two loved to make fun of their sixty year old French teacher's slightly creepy crush on Toby.

Toby played along. "Oh, Spencer how did you find out about our secret love affair? I just could not resist her obsession with lemon scented perfume, or the way her hair has those dashing streaks of gray!" he teased.

Spencer snatched his hand and led him to the kitchen. "True, true, and guess what? You, in describing Mrs. Rireva's amazing hairstyles and scent, have reminded me of my darling grandmother. I actually hated her, but she made really, really good cupcakes. So, I've decided we are going to decorate cupcakes. And these cupcakes are going to be épique!"

Toby laughed at her sudden enthusiasm. "Of course!" She was already rummaging through her kitchen and giving him directions.

"Take out a large mixing bowl!"

"Get two eggs, dang it!"

"Put them in the oven!"

"Take them out you idiot! They're about to burn!"

Toby took the rows of chocolate cupcakes out of the oven and spread them out on the Hasting's wooden island. Spencer gave them a once over, and smiled, satisfied. She reached for the confetti icing, and spread it carefully over one cupcake. Toby watched her. She had so much focus and intensity in this one little thing. It was perfectly even, not one side even the slightest bit more covered than the other. She set it down and looked at Toby for his approval. He nodded, wide eyed. "Perfect."

Just like you, he added in his head. He looked down at Spencer. Her wavy brown hair was in a messy bun, and her dark eyes were so.. so honest, and real. She was wearing an oversized green sweater and dark skinny jeans and she had that cute little freckle on her right cheek and a smudge of icing just under her eye.

And he wanted to kiss her, so badly, he had ever since she said hi to him the first day of French class and he met the most gorgeous girl he'd ever seen. Toby knew he'd never felt like this about anyone before. Being with her was as easy as breathing, but at the same time it was the hardest thing he'd ever done, because he knew she wasn't head over heels in love with him like he was with her.

Toby stopped himself. Did he love her? Was it possible to be in love with someone after such a short time? Was it possible to love someone who you've never dated, or even kissed?

Yes, Toby decided, it was possible, because he couldn't think of any other word than love to declare how he felt about the beautiful person in front of him.

He leaned in, his face centimeters away from hers, so close-

"Hello! What are you two up to? I was just looking for Melissa.."