Quinn's POV

I found myself sitting shotgun in Spencer's car. Hanna, Aria and Emily were piled into the backseat, and none of us knew where Spencer was taking us. I was a little nervous, I really didn't know what to expect, and I was with a group of girls I really didn't know, aside from Spencer, who, if we're being honest, I didn't know all that well either.

All that being said; I trusted Spencer. She had opened up to me, a girl she barely knew, telling me things that I was pretty sure not many people outside of this car knew about. I hoped that meant she trusted me too.

So it wasn't where we were going or what we were doing that was making me nervous. No, it was the silence that hung in the car that was making me nervous. I really like Spencer, and even if we never get the chance to be what I hope we could be, we would be friends, close friends, or at least I wanted to be.

What was really making me nervous was Spencer's friends. Every so often I could feel them looking at me, but they never said a word. I felt like they wanted to talk amongst themselves, but was afraid I would hear them if they whispered to each other. I just wanted them to like me, I craved their approval, not so much for them, but for Spencer. What if they hated me? How could Spencer and I be friends if her best friends, who were, as far as I could tell, more like her sisters, didn't approve?

I wasn't sure what was happening to me. Sure, I had always, in a way, craved everyone's approval, or more accurately, I had demanded their attention. My high school self would be disgusted with me right now. Never before had I let someone have this kind of power over me. In high school, much as I tried to deny it, it had been all about me, about me looking good, about me feeling good, about being pretty and popular. It wasn't right, it wasn't me. But then it was her.

I looked over at Spencer who looked adorable all intensely focused on the road, which was preferable over the reverse sentiment. I couldn't help but smile as I watched her eyes which seemed to be searching for something on the sides of the road, while trying to pay attention to make sure she was driving well.

I could almost hear Hanna's thoughts screaming "She has a boyfriend, back off" at me, and I knew she must have been glaring at me, but I couldn't take my eyes off of the beautiful girl sitting beside me. After all, my life, it seemed, was all about her, at least it had been lately. Not that I minded.

I saw Spencer start to smirk, and her eyes darted between me, the rearview mirror (her friends), and the road. I looked down, slightly embarrassed that she'd caught me staring at her.

Spencer pulled into a parking spot on the side of the street and announced, "We're here."

I wasn't really sure where "here" was. I looked around, there didn't seem to be any place of interest in sight. In fact, the entire neighborhood looked rundown, abandoned. Spencer's nice shiny Mercedes definitely didn't belong here. This place, wherever we were, looked like somewhere I'd expect a scene in an old horror movie to occur.

I felt a shiver run down my spine thinking about it.

Spencer smirked at me, "Don't worry, you're going to love it, I promise."

"Uh, I hate to burst your bubble, Spence, but there's nothing here," Hanna said.

There really wasn't anything here, at least not that I could see, but I just smiled nervously and nodded.

Spencer's POV

I know it looked bad. Most of the buildings were old and dilapidated, some crumbling to ruins with every passing second. The neighborhood, though it looked horrible, especially to people like us, who were used to places like Rosewood, well all of us except Quinn I guess. I don't think she mentioned exactly where she was from.

On the bright side, this neighborhood was, according to any and all statistics that could be found, a lot safer than Rosewood, particularly in the last few years. Then again, I suppose any place, to me, would always be safer than Rosewood.

Somebody had told me about this place years ago. I don't remember who it was, but somehow I'd managed to remember the address. I looked it up my first weekend here, and checked it out. I was positive Quinn was going to love it, and the girls, too. It was only thirty minutes away from campus, too.

"That's because we're still in the car, Han," I said, "Come on."

I opened my door and got out of the car. Hanna, Emily and Aria, seemingly reluctantly, followed my lead. Quinn did as well, though she didn't seem reluctant, she just seemed nervous. Not the 'I think I might get mugged out here' nervous that was consuming Hanna. It was more of a excited nervous, or at least it seemed that way to me.

I locked the car and started walking down the sidewalk. I looked behind me to make sure everyone was following. They were.

Because I was the only one who actually knew where we were going, I led the way. Quinn kept pace with me. We were walking close to each other. I was pretty sure this was as close as we could get without actually touching. She still seemed nervous, though I wasn't sure what kind of nervous she was anymore.

I wished I could reach out and take her hand, reassure her that everything was going to be okay. I couldn't make myself do it. I couldn't let myself do it.

With the girls here, I just felt like every second I spent with Quinn, I was cheating on Toby. It never felt like that before, every moment with Quinn felt natural, but now, while it was still natural, it also felt wrong. I think the girls being here was just a reminder of Toby.

The girls were trailing a few steps behind Quinn and I. I stopped a few hundred yards away from the car at the corner of a building, near a fire escape.

The ladder to the fire escape was down, as I had known it would be. I started climbing the ladder.

"Spence," I heard Aria say hesitantly.

I looked down at the four girls below me.

"I don't know about this," Aria said.

"Yeah, this seems…" Emily started.

"Really sketchy," Hanna finished.

It did seem really sketchy, but then, I knew what was waiting for us, and they didn't. I could understand their hesitation, I mean, if I were one of them, I'd be wary, too. I supposed I could tell them where we were going, but I didn't want to ruin the surprise.

I looked at Quinn. She looked cautious, like the other girls, but she also looked like she'd accepted what was happening, and was content to go along with my plans, whatever they were.

My eyes trailed along my four friends, locking eyes with each of them, starting with Aria, and ending with Quinn, before saying, "Do you trust me?"

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