Toby's POV

I looked at my watch once more then groaned. It's now 8pm and Spencer is still working. She was supposed to be off an hour ago. This place is making her work to much. I thought this was supposed to be a part time job. Why do they make her work full time hours? She better be making a good amount of cash for how much she works.

Spencer came out from behind the counter and sighed.

"Okay I'm finally clocking out."

"Are you sure you're done working?"

"Yes."

"You don't have to empty the dishwasher or anything?"

"No, i'm good to go."

"Maybe your boss needs to you whip off table nine after some kid smeared his ice cream all over it."

Spencer gasped and turned to look at the table.

"He did?"

I chuckled and turned her back around.

"No, Spencer I was just kidding."

"You suck sometimes."

"I know. Now come on."

She picks up her bag and fallows me out the door. We climb into her car and she drives us back to town. I told her to park the car outside of the Brew. Then we got out of the car and started walking around Rosewood.

"What are we doing?" She asked.

"We're going some where."

"Are we going to decorate cupcakes again?"

"No, something else and better this time."

"Could you at least give me a hint as to what we're doing?"

I shook my head and said, "nope."

Spencer crossed her arms and groaned. We continued to walk around town until we reached our destination. I lead her to the movie theater. I thought she could use a break and I decided to take her to see a movie.

"Why didn't you just tell me you wanted to see a movie?" She asked. "We could have rented a movie and crashed at my place."

"Yeah, but I wanted to show you how to watch a movie the fun away?"

Her forehead wrinkled in confusion.

"The fun way?"

"Yeah now come on."

She shook her head and said, "alright. Let me get tickets first."

"We won't be needing tickets."

"How are we going to get in without having tickets?"

I smirked and said, "we sneak in."

Spencer's eyes widen.

"What?"

"We sneak in.

"What? Is that a joke?"

"No, come on."

I started walking and Spencer stopped me.

"Wait we can't sneak into a movie."

"Why not?"

"Because I heard it's frowned upon."

"Come on Spencer, you need some fun in your life. All you do is eat, sleep, study, and work."

"And sneaking into a movie is fun?"

I grinned and said, "yes."

"Why?"

"Because it's crazy and outrages."

"I don't know about this..."

I nodded and finally gave in.

"Okay if you don't want to sneak in then we don't have to. What movie do you want to see?"

"Do you enjoy The Hunger Games? I've been wanting to see Mockingjay since it came out, but never had the time."

"Two tickets for Mockingjay it is."

I started walking up to the ticket booth, but she stopped me. I looked at her and she bite her lip.

"Um maybe we could sneak in just this one time."

I grinned and lead the way. We snuck in the side door and found our way to the theater. We sat in the back of the theater. Spencer's eyes were glued to the screen, but my eyes were on her. How is it that i'm more intrigued by her than the movie playing right in front of me on the big screen. Spencer caught me looking and glanced over at me. I quickly looked away. This happened a couple more times and each time she would smile and look away.

"You know the movie is up there?" She said.

"Yes I know what direction the movie is in."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"I can't help it. You know my teachers in elementary school used to say I had a staring problem. I get distracted by beautiful things."

She giggled. "Wow. Do you know what you just said to me?"

"Yes, and it was lame and I know that.

She laughed. "It was really lame.

I adjusted myself in my seat.

"So is this more fun or less fun than going to a museum?"

She laughed and said, "I think more fun. Hanging out with a friend is usually more fun than a stupid date."

"Wow, you really don't like going on date."

"It's not that I don't like it. It's just ever since I was little I've had a dream idea of what my first date would be like. And i'm not sharing, because believe me it's really stupid."

"Oh come on just tell me what it is."

"Okay," She sighed. "I pictured a moonlight picnic by the lake with a million stars shinning up in the sky. There's a blanket on the ground and i'm surrounded by two dozen vanilla scented candles."

"Wow," I chuckled. "That is lame."

She laughed and said, "Shut up. By the way I can't believe I finally got a little piece of your back story out of you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's just that I don't know that much about you."

I took a deep breath and looked up at the screen.

"Well like I said before I grew up in Miami with my mom and dad. When I was in elementary school I would get bullied by these two guys named Flin and Brick. I would call them Flip and Dick."

She laughed and allowed me to go on.

"Anyway. Those guys would beat the crap out of me almost everyday. I can still feel the sand in my hair after they tried to bury me in the sandbox."

Spencer gasped.

"Oh no you poor thing."

"That's not the worst thing they've done. In fourth grade we went on a class camping trip and while I was taking a shower they stole my clothes. I had to walk back to my tent in just a towel that was only big enough to cover my front. Everyone in my class saw my butt while I was walking. Everyone called me T-butt."

"Oh no."

I smiled. "That's okay I got them back. The next night I went into their tent while they were sleeping and shaved their heads. The next morning everyone called them melon heads."

Spencer laughed, "haha good those melon heads."

"When I was nine I stole a lollipop from a gas station."

"You stole a lollipop from a gas station?"

I ginned and looked down. "Yeah."

"You little rebel," she teased.

"What you haven't done anything bad before?"

"I let you sneak me into this movie."

"That doesn't count that was a team effort."

"Then I guess I haven't done anything."

"Oh come on. I don't believe that."

"It's true. I'm sorry if I haven't lived an adventurous like you have."

"You're a girl of many mysteries. I can tell that just by looking at you. Try to dig down dip into your childhood and give me something."

She twisted her lip as she thought of something. Then she laughed to herself.

"Okay actually I do have something." She sat up in her seat and cleared her throat. "One time when I was ten, my grandmother offered me $200 dollars to shave my dad's sideburns in his sleep. He had a scare really close to his ear for the longest time."

I laughed. "Wait you actually did it?"

"I was ten that was like a million dollars back then!" She giggled and said, "I'd do it again."

We both laughed for a long time. Then we ended up staring at each other. Once we realized that we were just sitting there looking at each other, we awkwardly looked away.

"So where's your dad now?" I asked after a moment of silence.

She looked down at her hands and twiddled her thumbs. Then she played with the little button on her shirt for a long time.

"That's enough about me for right now."

"Oh," I said. "Okay."

She looked down at her button and sniffled. Maybe I shouldn't have asked about her dad. Now she's upset. I thought of something that might make her a little better or to at least know that she's not the only one with family secrets.

"My mom died when I was eleven."

She snapped her head up in my direction. Her eyes narrowed and her forehead wrinkled with concern. I looked at her as I spoke.

"She died in some accident. My mother was a nurse at this mental hospital in Miami. I don't know the whole story, but some patient got loose and started a fire. My mother was working at the time, but she wasn't supposed to me. She was supposed to be off that day. The nurses said she got out alive, but there was a patient trapped inside. My mother being the saint woman that she was couldn't wait for the firemen to show up. She ran inside to save the patient. Everyone waited and waited until finally this small figure came out. The patient came out alive, but my mother."

I just shook my head and stopped there. Spencer's face turned into a sad frown.

"Aw Toby i'm so sorry."

She reached for my hand and surprisingly I didn't pull away. Instead I responded by lacing our fingers together. She looked at me while giving my hand a light squeeze. I responded by giving her a half smile.

When the movie ended the two of us walked out hand in hand. While we were walking out the door we saw some familiar people coming our way.

"Well aren't you two the perfect couple."

Caleb came walking over to us with Hanna strapped to his arm. I swear she's always like stapled to him when they're together. Caleb was wearing dark jeans and a brown t-shirt with a faded color hoodie. Hanna was beside him wearing some green colored pants, a white shirt, and a green jacket. Her blonde hair was up in a pony tail and she had a white purse hanging from her other arm.

"Did you say happy couple?" I asked.

"Yeah," Hanna said.

"Oh we're not..." Spencer started to say while holding up her hand.

She paused once she realized she didn't just lift up her own hand. I looked at our hands and noticed them laced together pretty tightly. We glanced at each other then quickly let go and took a couple steps back.

"We're not together," Spencer finished.

"I mean we're here together," I said.

"Right," Spencer added.

"But WE'RE not together."

Hanna and Caleb glanced at each other then back at us.

"Why were you guys holding hands?" Hanna asked.

"Reflects," I said.

"Yeah, Toby got scared while watching the movie, so he grabbed my hand and I guess he forgot to let go."

"Yeah... Hey!"

"Okay," Caleb stopped us. "You're not together. we get it."

"What are you guys doing here?" Spencer asked.

"We just saw Into The Woods," Hanna said.

"How was it?"

"Horrible," they both said.

"The whole thing was stupid," Hanna said.

"The plot lines were all over the place," Caleb said.

"It was like Rosewood Day's production of The Wizard Of Oz meets Red Ridding Hood," Hanna added.

"Oh that bad huh?" Spencer said.

"What did you guys see?" Caleb asked.

"Mockingjay."

"Ugh Caleb I knew we should have gone to see that instead."

"The movie was great," I said. "Some people talked. Stuff got blown up. People got scared. More stuff got blown up. The ending really had everyone all choked up."

"Stop!" Hanna shouted, while covering her ears. "I haven't seen the movie or finished the book yet, so don't tell me!"

Spencer made a face.

"I didn't know you're reading the books."

"I'm not, because I didn't want to spoil the movie."

"Oh Hanna," Spencer rolled her eyes.

"It''s a cold night, did you two walk here?" Caleb asked.

"No," Spencer said. "My cars down the sidewalk a few ways."

"Oh crap!" Hanna shouted.

Everyone looked at her.

"What's wrong?"

"I think I dropped my earring. Spencer come help me look."

"But...Okay!"

Hanna was tugging Spencer away before she could finish her sentence. Caleb and I stood there for a few minutes awkwardly. I took a step back and put my hands on my pockets.

"So," Caleb started. "Do you like Spencer yet?"

"What!?"

My eyes shot open and my whole body went numb. Why would he ask such a question? Where did he get that idea from?

"I mean do you like her?" He asked. "Is she a good friend?"

"Oh. Yeah, she's been very nice."

"That's good. I'm glad to know you've taken a liking to someone in this town."

I smiled to myself.

"Yeah well Spencer s-she's different. She's not like any other girl I've ever met and I-I. I know what you're doing!"

Caleb looked confused.

"What?"

"You're trying to get me to admit that I like Spencer."

"No i'm not."

"Yes you are and just so you know I don't even like her like that?"

"Like her like what?"

"You know what."

"Like what?"

"Liking her like that."

"So you do like her like that?"

"Yes... Wait! No!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"I mean I don't like her like you think I like her. I don't like her like her. I just like her."

Caleb nodded. "Oh so you like her."

"Yes. Wait! Dammit!"

Caleb slapped a hand over his chest and started laughing.

"Shut up," I growled.

"Dude I knew what you meant the first time. You just like Spencer as a friend."

"I found it!" Hanna called out.

"Great," I said sound annoyed.

Spencer looked at me.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah i'm fine. Can we just go now. Please."

Spencer nodded. "Yeah lets go."

I tossed and turned. Maybe hitting my pillow a few times will help me sleep. Nope. I'm still lying here awake. This couch suddenly feels uncomfortable to me right now. It felt fine the other night. I turned over to lie on my back. "Ergh." I groaned and slammed my hands down on the couch. Still can't sleep.

I got up from the couch a looked around the room. The place is dark. The only light I can see is the digits on the clock on the kitchen stove. Maybe if I drink some water that will help me get some sleep. I stretched out my arms then got off the couch. While I was drinking my water I heard a door open from down the hall. Then the sound of soft foot prints. I turned around and saw Spencer walking into the kitchen whipping the sleepiness out of her eyes. Her face scrunched up with confusion when she saw me.

"Toby?"

"Uh sorry I was just getting some water. Did I wake you?"

"No. No. I just came out here."

"Did you want some water too?"

"Yeah thanks."

I made a face when she just took my half empty cup and started drinking out of it. Before I could say anything my eyes scanned over her body. She's wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top and white sleep shorts that shows off her mile long legs. I couldn't stop myself from staring at her. Man she looks hot right now. Sexy.

She finished off the water then set the cup on the counter making a loud thud sound. Then she turned to look at me. I don't know if my eyes are mistaking me, but I swear she's looking at me in a different way. She played with the strap on her tank top.

"Do you think it's hot in here?" She asked.

"What?"

She started waving her hand around to fan herself.

"I think it's hot in here."

My eyes watched her as she moved her hands down her body to touch the end of her tank top. Then she slowly pulled the tank top up over her head and tossed it on the ground somewhere. I gulped loudly when I saw her standing there in just those shorts and a black lace bra. She didn't stop there. Her hands traveled down to her waist where her shorts are. She slowly pulled them down her long skinny legs and allowed them to plop down on the floor. Oh god now she's standing there in nothing but her bra and panties. Why is she doing this? And why am I finding this enjoyable? Stop looking at her you perv.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

She came over to me and stared rubbing her hands up and down my chest. I had a shirt on, but it wasn't buttoned up. She slide her hands passed the material and touched my bare chest. I found her touch rather comforting.

"Aren't you hot?" She asked.

She pushed the sleeves off my shoulders and left my shirt hanging on my arms. Is she really trying to undress me in her own apartment. Here she is looking sexy as hell standing right in front of me trying to undress me. Man, am I in heaven?

"Are you sure you're not hot?"

Her hands rubbed back up to my shoulders. Once again I gulped loudly.

"I-I am now."

"What do you say we really spice things up in here?"

Before I could say anything I felt her soft pink lips press against my bare shoulder. She kissed the same spot again then moved her lips slowly to the crock of my neck. Why am I not stopping her? Because this feels so good. I couldn't hold back the moan when she reached my good spot on the side of my neck. This should not be happening, but I don't have the will power to stop her.

When she bit the side of my neck that's when I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her gently and turned her, so she was right in front of me. Then I kissed her on the lips hard. Spencer moaned as I pushed her back against the counter top. My hands ran down her body to hold her waist. I've never kissed anybody like this before. Actually I've never kissed anyone. I removed my lips from hers and started planting a line down her neck with my lips. Similar to the way she kissed my neck earlier.

My hands circle around her back and I pulled her body closer to mine. Her heart was racing I could feel it against my chest. My hands started to fumble with the clasp on her bra. Before I could do anything I heard a loud noise and jumped away.

I jolted awake and started scanning my eyes around the room. Where am I? As I looked around I realized that I was back on the couch. I've just woken up. My whole body is shaking and sweat is dropping from everywhere. If that's not enough to freak me out I can feel a tight bulge in my pants. Oh no, I thought.

I just had a fantasy about Spencer. It started with her stripping for me in the kitchen. I looked in the kitchen then down the hall to her room. Spencer's not in the kitchen and her bedroom door is closed. I took a deep breath as I ran a shaky hand through my hair.

Well aren't you two a perfect couple

I could hear Hanna's voice echoing in the back of my mind. It's working it's way out to the front of my brain. I groaned and buried my face in my hands pinching myself hard.

Do you like Spencer yet?

There goes the voices again. God, I can't deal with this. What the hell is going on here? I've been wasting all this time with some girl. I could have used that time to find extra work to earn some hard money. I should have been out of this town a week ago. Spencer is holding me back and I can't keep letting that happen. I've got to get out of here.

Sorry it took so long getting this chapter posted, but it's here now. I hope you enjoyed this one. The next couple chapters will be hard for Spencer and Toby. Now that Toby realizes what he's been doing he will start working hard to move on.

Answer this question in the reviews: What do you think is going on in Toby's mind?