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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;""Hey babe, I thought I'd pick you up today." Derek said upon reaching Spencer. She leaned in for a hug and softly pecked his cheek. "Thanks, but you didn't have to." She said, pulling away with a warm smile. He casually shrugged and sat on the other side of her. "I missed you, and I wanted to see my favorite girl as soon as possible." He wrapped an arm around her after they both took a seat. /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;""What did you do today?" Spencer asked, trying to distract herself. His lips pursed as he thought of the things he did today. "Hmm, I stocked up on groceries." He smiled, pulling her closer to him. Spencer wrapped her arms around him and snuggled into his chest. "That's good, you're all set for the weekend then." She laughed. "Every time I come over, your fridge is always bare." Spencer teased him. He heartily chuckled and gently squeezed her. "In my defense, I'm too lazy to cook anyway." /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Scott groaned in defeat when the ball scored. "It's okay, Scott! You got this!" Kira shouted from the bleachers. Jeff was ecstatic and was bursting with confidence as he cheered in the field. He turned to check if Spencer was looking, only to find that she was cuddled up in some guy's arms. He scoffed and waved his stick at you as he jogged over. /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"They got to the bleachers and practice was just getting started. The girls took a seat in the front row. Scott and Stiles spotted them from the field and waved. "Go Scott!" Kira shouted from the stand, waving cheerfully at him. The lacrosse boys all turned to look over upon hearing the cheers for their captain. Kira flushed from all the attention, prompting her to sit down with embarrassment. /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;""Hey babe, I thought I'd pick you up today." Derek said upon reaching Spencer. She leaned in for a hug and softly pecked his cheek. "Thanks, but you didn't have to." She said, pulling away with a warm smile. He casually shrugged and sat on the other side of her. "I missed you, and I wanted to see my favorite girl as soon as possible." He wrapped an arm around her after they both took a seat. /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;""What did you do today?" Spencer asked, trying to distract herself. His lips pursed as he thought of the things he did today. "Hmm, I stocked up on groceries." He smiled, pulling her closer to him. Spencer wrapped her arms around him and snuggled into his chest. "That's good, you're all set for the weekend then." She laughed. "Every time I come over, your fridge is always bare." Spencer teased him. He heartily chuckled and gently squeezed her. "In my defense, I'm too lazy to cook anyway." /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Scott groaned in defeat when the ball scored. "It's okay, Scott! You got this!" Kira shouted from the bleachers. Jeff was ecstatic and was bursting with confidence as he cheered in the field. He turned to check if Spencer was looking, only to find that she was cuddled up in some guy's arms. He scoffed and waved his stick at you as he jogged over. /p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Derek shot Stiles and Scott a warning look. They nodded quickly, both covering their mouths to indicate they won't say a word to Spencer. Derek inhaled a deep breath and calmed himself before meeting her in his car. "Hey, sorry it took so long." He said, upon getting in his car. "It's okay, it wasn't a long wait." She smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Thanks for starting the car, are you ready to go?" He shifted gears and drove off when Spencer nodded with a smile./p