Part 4: Star Gazing
(Listen to the song "Dauoalogn" By Sigur Ros with this story guys ;) )
In Toby's truck, things always took a romantic turn. Well, at least most of the time. Spencer right now was sitting in Toby's truck, fiddling with her white skirt. Her navy blue blouse was hanging out slightly, so she quickly pulled her skirt over it. It was her and Toby's first real date. She had never gone on an actual date with Toby. Not in their whole relationship. So, Spencer was very surprised when Toby asked Spencer on a date.
Spencer looked into her small bag for her mirror, and grabbed a small turquoise flip mirror out. Spencer applied a light shade of pink lip gloss, and Toby slid into the car. He had been apparently talking to Spencer's mom about what time she would be getting back. Spencer was more nervous than usual, but she could understand that this was her first real date. With anybody.
But she was glad she was going to have her first date with Toby. She loved him more than anyone else in the whole world. And she was ready.
Toby was equally nervous, and he hoped she would like the date. It wasn't just a regular old diner date. He knew Spencer was very well put together, but he wanted it to be special because she was special to him. Toby knew exactly where he was going; everything was already set up with Emily's help.
Toby started up the truck, butterflies filling his stomach.
Toby decided to go natural with a gray button up with a white tee shirt underneath. Spencer looked beyond beautiful in his eyes, not a hair out of place on her head. Her skin was glowing radiantly, and her lips were freshly glossed, her eyes shining, not from the makeup she wore though.
"You look beautiful, Spencer"
Spencer blushed at his comment, and shrugged.
"Thanks Tobes"
They both blushed.
Toby had always loved her small nickname for him, Tobes. He always called her Spence, and the names stuck. Toby could remember the first time calling her Spence. She had laughed her melodic laugh, the one that rang through the air and stuck in his mind, a smile in response. She had always had this incredible glow about her that led Toby to joy and passion. He saw this beauty from her the first time they met when she laughed after he spoke to her in French. He could still remember the one strand of hair that wouldn't stay back, and he remembered her freshly painted black nails pushing the hair back, her smile showing her perfectly square white teeth.
Now, here with her in his car, he drove through darkness, higher and higher up into the distance, stars glistening off the windshield of Toby's truck. Each separate star was different.
Spencer looked out the window to the sky, clouds dark with black night. They shadowed the ground, the stars the leading light of the black sky. The moon was a sliver in the wide world, but seen by everyone; even the two teenagers in the brown truck on this very night.
Spencer couldn't help but smile at the beautiful sight around the lone truck in the night, and she looked over to Toby, who was watching her, his eyes filled with a light that Spencer couldn't describe. She smiled back at him.
He turned back to the lit road in front of him, his mind spiraling with different thoughts, all about her.
Spencer looked back to the stars. They drove for a few more minutes, until they seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. But they weren't in the middle of nowhere. They were in the most beautiful spot in Rosewood. It was a deserted land, grass seeming to spread for miles, deep into the night. Some flowers of pink sprinkled along the grass, their sweet scent filling the air with their rare aroma.
Toby parked his truck at the edge of the grass, and looked forward to see a single lantern in the distance, seeming to be in the middle of the land. Toby got out of the car.
He walked over to Spencer's side, and opened her car door, and she was speechless.
"Toby… this is beautiful" Spencer exclaimed, covering her mouth, looking at the peaceful field ahead.
Toby and Spencer walked out of the truck, into the grass. Toby grabbed Spencer's hand, taking her deeper into the field.
The light from the lantern grew brighter as they approached a beautifully lit patch of grass, a plaid red and black blanket laid out, a white cooler containing wine and food inside. Spencer sat down, laying her skirt out around her, looking around in astonishment. But Toby didn't look around. He sat right next to Spencer, and didn't take his eyes off of her one second. He felt blessed in her presence, her growing emotion of the scene, he could feel deep in his heart. He knew she loved this.
"Toby, this is amazing" Spencer said, leaning over, and kissing Toby on the cheek.
She reached into the cooler, and pulled out two glasses. She also pulled out the wine, pouring herself a glass.
"White wine? Hmm, I must be really special" Spencer joked, handing Toby a glass.
He took it from her gently, still staring at her. "You're very special to me" Toby answered, hugging her shoulder as she drank her wine in a small sip. She smiled as she drank, and then set the glass down on a wooden platform close to the ground that Toby had built for this one night.
After she set down her glass, Toby took a drink, and set his down.
"So, what'd you bring to eat?" Spencer asked, looking at Toby.
"I went for the whole, Starry Night setting, so, Italian" Toby answered. "But, I should warn you, I did make all of the food"
Spencer made a false disgusted face, and replied with, "You, cooking? I've lived to see this day Cavanaugh. Let's see what else you can make besides eggs and toast, okay?"
He knew Spencer was talking about the one morning he had made them breakfast and she kept raging on and on about Wilden, and Toby kept trying to persuade her to eat. The memory brought Toby a small smile.
Spencer dug out two plates, both wrapped in aluminum foil. Emily's idea, of course, she was becoming so much like her mother.
Spencer handed Toby his plate, and he took it. She opened her plate to see it was the typical, spaghetti and meatballs. But, Spencer smiled.
"This looks great!" Spencer said, taking her fork, and rolling it into her noodles, twirling it around her fork. She placed the food in her mouth, in a mannerly way, of course, and she smiled as she swallowed.
"Toby, you did an amazing job!" Toby just cocked his head, as if to say, 'Yeah, is that right?'
"Really, Toby, try it! It is impressionnant!" She exclaimed. 'Impressionnant' meant, 'Awesome' in French, at least, he thought.
"Awesome, right?" Toby asked. Spencer poked his shoulder. "Correct! Maybe I did teach you well as your tutor"
Toby took a bite of his own food and the meaty taste of meatballs and noodles with sauce filled his mouth, and, like she had said, it was really awesome. He never thought he'd be able to cook, like, ever.
After Toby and Spencer were done eating, Toby packed everything away except for the blanket. Toby had not drunk a lot of wine; he knew he was not going to put Spencer's life on the line if he drove her home drunk.
Spencer was lying on the blanket, looking at the stars. She seemed to be curious.
"Did you ever wonder what else was out there?" Spencer asked, not looking at Toby, but kept staring at the stars. Toby lied down next to her. "I guess, but, I'm pretty grateful for what I have right now"
Toby grabbed around Spencer's waist, and she snuggled next to him, her body into his, she still was looking at the sky. She then closed her eyes, blushing.
Toby rest his head on hers, breathing in her vanilla and Stella perfume scent. He always loved that smell.
Spencer opened her eyes, looking at Toby. Toby stared back. They both looked at the stars, and then, Spencer saw a shooting beam of white light go across the sky!
"Oh my God, did you see that?" Spencer said, looking at Toby. "I did" He replied.
"What did you wish for?" Spencer asked. She hadn't wished anything.
Toby looked at her, smiling. "I didn't. I already have everything I ever wanted right—
Toby pulled her close to him, "—Here" And he kisses Spencer. She is in a mixture of pleasure and yet passion, for he was truly the best thing that had ever happened to her.
Toby kissed Spencer, and she pulled herself on top of him, her legs still on his side, but she continued kissing him, the dewy grass ticking Spencer's feet, her hair blowing slightly with the easy wind of the night. This blissful moment stayed forever in Spencer and Toby's hearts.