It's still August. I have no idea what month it'll be when I post this. But sadly, after this one, is Dear John… So enjoy the happiness while you can!

Song: Ours.

This is one of my favorite Taylor Swift songs…. By the way, this is based off the music video as well.

Elevator buttons and morning air, strangers silence makes me want to take the stairs.

20-year-old Spencer hopped in the elevator in her parents' law firm. They had hired her as a receptionist, to pay off her college. She worked the there three times a week, the other four she stayed in her dorm at UPENN.

When she was working those three days, she stayed at her boyfriend's house. Her parents were excited for her to go to college so she could forget about him. But they stuck together, like they were made of glue.

Spencer rolled her eyes at the people who clearly would rather be somewhere else. Although, she had to admit, she really wanted her day go to by faster. She had her arms full of papers she had to give to her mother.

If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares, but right now, my time is theirs.

When Spencer handed her papers to her mom, she waved her off. Spencer rolled her eyes again at her mother.

"Hey sexy." Harold, a man who weighed what seemed like five times more than her, whispered in her ear, squeezing her waist.

"Go away." Spencer snapped, this day was starting off great.

"Where's lover boy? Did he leave you yet?" He sneered.

"I said go away." She growled before walking away.

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves. They'll judge it like they know about me and you.

"Spencer, where's Toby?" Peter asked.

"He's coming back later." She mumbled. "Please don't make a snarky comment."

"I'm your father, I can do what I want." Peter scoffed. "He's no good, Spence."

"And what makes him no good? The fact that he's fighting for our country?" Spencer argued, walking away.

And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do. The jury's out, but my choice is you.

"Hey, where's that one guy that you watch on your tablet?" Some girl blurted.

"You don't care." Spencer mumbled.

"I would actually want to know how it feels to have my legs wrapped around him." She snickered. "I bet he's well equipped."

Spencer rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't know. Because unlike you, I'm not a slut who sleeps with a guy then breaks up with them."

"Spencer!" Veronica scolded. "That's not how you treat my co-workers."

"Mom, I'm twenty." Spencer groaned. "Don't treat me like I'm five."

"You better shut your mouth before I fire you." She threatened, making the people around her laugh.

So don't you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at shine, and life makes love look hard. The stakes are high, the water's rough. But this love is ours.

"Here's your coffee." Spencer mumbled to the same girl from earlier.

She gladly took it, and took a sip. "It's gross." She said before dumping it on Spencer.

"Quite the firm." Spencer muttered under her breath. She went to the bathroom, and cleaned herself off.

"Did you have an accident?" A girl teased.

Spencer ignored her, trying to get the hot coffee off her clothes. She smiled at the thought of Toby, telling her it was alright.

When she went back to her desk she saw the note from Toby she found before he left, it was next to a picture of them at graduation.

You never know what people have up their sleeves. Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me lurking in the shadows with their lip-gloss smiles. But I don't care 'cause right now you're mine.

"Jenna, what are you doing here?" Spencer snarled.

"Before you make a snotty comment about how I don't deserve your parents as my lawyer, I need to explain." She mumbled.

"Um, okay?"

"Alison—"

"What did she do?"

"She trashed my car, and broke into the house Toby made for us. The one he spent all his free time on, you know, the one he—"

"He'd blow me off for, yes I know. Toby was so proud of it." Spencer smiled. "And you know, I haven't totally forgiven you for what you did to Toby, but I'm not going to be like Alison and the rest of the girls."

"So do I have permission?"

"Why do need a lawyer, can't you call the police?" Spencer wondered.

"She burnt it down. And I have evidence against her. It was also second degree murder."

"Look at you, being all lawyer-like." Spencer chuckled.

"Thank you, Spencer." Jenna thanked. "And I'm sorry, about Toby and everything I've done to you. Now when the other's apologize, I can think about forgiving them. But you're like family now."

"No problem, now go kick Alison's ass!" Spencer encouraged laughing.

And you'll say don't you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine, and life makes love look hard. The stakes are high, the water's rough, but this love is ours.

Spencer checked the time, 3:16. Toby said he's coming back at 3:40. She grabbed her stuff and ran out the door. Suddenly glad she had wore jeans, and a light purple flowy tank-top, with black flats.

She ran to the bus stop, and waited patiently for it to come. 3:26. Spencer was getting giddy and anxious.

And any snide remarks from my dad about your tattoos will be ignored, 'cause my heart is yours.

3:41. Spencer finally arrived at the airport. She hurried in and found his gate. She couldn't see anything in the crowd of people, but she felt a tap on her shoulder.

Spencer turned around and found Toby standing there with his bags.

"Toby!" Spencer squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck. He hugged her tight with his arms around his waist. And suddenly, her day just got so much better. "You're here."

"I'm here Spence. I got you something on the layover." He admitted. He got down on his knee, and made a very sappy speech, and during it, people had started crowded around the couple. "Will you marry me?"

"Yes!" Spencer exclaimed. Toby stood up and held her tight, "Of course."

They were oblivious to the crowd clapping and cheering. "I've never been so nervous in my life." He let out a shaky laugh, putting the ring on her finger.

The stakes are high, but this love is ours.

About half way through writing this, I decided Dear John will not be next.

I'm starting a whole bunch of new stories, I keep getting ideas. None of which will be up anytime soon though.

I'm pathetic, I know. I was busy Sunday, I started my Halloween costume, and Monday I came home late, and had a ton of homework. I'm switching things up with replying…

Sarahschneider2012: Thank you!

Arubagirl0926: It's always been my favorite!

Fluffy Tazzy: I feel bad because I updated late, but it's life. It's totally fine, I really don't mind. How was visiting your friend?

I hate showers, because they take so much time, but if I don't take one I feel icky. Same with body hair, I hate dealing with it, and I hate having it. (Except for the hair on my scalp. It's somewhere around 26 inches now.)

My mom insults her (not in front of her face) but she's changed, and not in a good way. (Not to be rude) But she's gotten big. But I've had some of the best times in my life with her, so she'll always have a (good) place in my heart.

Well I went to L.A. when they had just started school (Most states start in August, and end in May. Oregon, because of farming and agriculture, starts in September and ends in June) And we start really early in the day, 7:25, most schools start 7:30, which is five minutes more sleep, and time to get ready. LAX is big, but I'm from Oregon, so everything that's not in Oregon is huge. PDX is two floors, with gates A-C I believe but that includes A1, A2, etc. Or 1A, 1B, 1C, Idk.

I don't care what my chest looks like, whoever decides to be with me I'll know doesn't like me for my body or whatever. I wouldn't say I'm confident about myself, but I wouldn't say I'm super insecure. I just don't show my body off I guess.

Nothing really changes, I don't really get moody (or maybe I do, but I always hide what I actually feel and put on a happy face, so yeah.) My eating habits don't change, but I do get sick. I get all stuffed up and sometimes I get a bloody nose.

Exactly! If you don't like rain, get out of Oregon, California in six hours away. (By car.)

I agree, Spencer and Jason seems logical because somehow they have the same blood, because Peter can't wait for his wife to come home to make a baby. But Wren and the Montgomery family seems stupid.

I'm 5'1, and I'm getting there! I'm almost averaged sized! Except I'm very thin, but that's fine. I couldn't, because he's graduated college, and I just started high school. Something wouldn't be right.

I wouldn't mind, but it's be strange and I don't care people want two other people in their relationship or not. As long as they don't involve me. I don't get why people love Emison SO MUCH. Emily is sweet, and Alison is not. Well I guess opposites really do attract. I used to hate Paily, that was until there was Emison, now it's one of my favorites.

Okay, but if Jenna told me that Emily hates her [Jenna] then I would lie too. Then I'd be like "whether you like it or not, I'm friends with Jenna." And if she decides she hates me, then so be it.

It's really sad that we write in paragraphs…