A/N: Hello there! Thanks for coming again! This chapter is a two parter as you follow the girls through the events of their school fair.
Summary: Finally, it's the day of the fair Hanna was forced into, and as anyone could tell— she is a lot less than thrilled about it. Spencer can't blame her. But the ghost girl can try and make her girlfriend's night as enjoyable as possible.
- [ Days Later ] - [ Day Of Fair ] - [ Saturday] -
After much research done over the last three days, being the big shocker that more than one of the girls were able to see Spencer as a ghost now.
... unfortunately it turned out, Spencer wasn't exactly tangible to Emily like she was to Hanna, though she could still see her.
...that was up until Thursday, three days ago.
Of course, Emily had sulked like the big baby she was, Spencer was one of her best friends— but all the girls were there for her.
It really had been good while it lasted.
For all three of them, including Hanna who still felt as if she were living through two worlds of communication.
Not to mention how worried she too would be to suddenly wake up one day and not be able to see the love of her life anymore. Hanna almost tears up at just the thought of it.
But as for hearing her...well, it was a funny thing— after all the swimmer could still hear the comatose brunette's voice.
After awhile of endlessly searching for answers, the five girls decided to give themselves a little break— well four really, apparently Hanna didn't have to read anything because she was 'the hot one' and it wasn't her job to do research...so she spent the majority of her time clinging to Spencer and having the brunette peer over any random paranormal book she had opened up for her girlfriend's benefit.
So anyone could see why when coming up with nothing, the girls deserved the break...the break being their school fair that Hanna had been forced into.
The one she was currently stressing over about what to wear and who was going to be kissing her at the kissing booth.
As expected, it was a factor poor Spencer really didn't want to think about.
The brunette sat on her girlfriend's bed, just as exasperated as her. "Please tell me why you are so worried?"
The blonde in question stops her constant pacing. "Why am I-" She sighs, then practically slings the hundredth blouse she had been picking out for the last two hours into her closet. "Spencer we've been over this— this is me we're talking about here. I could be kissing anyone tonight! And Hanna Marin does not just go around kissing just anyone."
Spencer places her hand over her heart, before spreading back on the bed. "I'm touched."
"Not the time, Spence."
One look and Hanna turns back around with another sigh and begins ruffling through her endless amounts of clothes once more.
The older girl chews down on her lower lip calmly. "Hanna, it's going to be fine. And anyways, what are you worrying over your clothes for? You're going to be behind a booth the whole time, not live dancing on stage."
"..."
Silence.
The ghost girl heaves a heavy sigh and sits up to the edge of the bed again when her girlfriend doesn't even turn around to look at her, no less respond. "Look, I'm sorry Han...I'm not happy about this either, believe me." She gives the back of the blonde's head a meaningful stare. "You're mine."
Oh really... Hanna's eyebrows raise, high, but she still doesn't turn.
"Those guys, maybe even girls will be up there kissing you tonight..." The dreadful thought finally sinking in, Spencer runs a unsteady hand through her hair. "A-And I'll have to sit there for hours, god knows it'll be a long line because as you know...you're very hot."
The blonde lets a small smirk lift the corner of her lips.
Her girlfriend just continues on, this time sighing dramatically. "Just knowing there is nothing I can do about it." She shrugs. "...well not suspiciously of course." With a snap of her fingers, the lamp cuts out by the younger girl's bedside.
Hanna, not being able to help it this time, spins around to meet her dark eyes. "You're getting stronger." She comments casually light, yet ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of her mind worrying her about the very same change.
"Indeed I am." Spencer grins even wider. "And I swear, if one of those people kissing you tonight tries anything with you— I'll totally go all...not...Casper the friendly ghost on them, and ghostbuster their a**."
Hanna giggles, rolling her eyes.
Raising her eyebrows and tilting her head to the side, the ghost gestures for the younger girl to come close.
The blonde abides.
...though not standing in front of her, or even sitting beside her— Hanna straddles her instead, leaning downward and placing a slow kiss upon the brunette's soft lips.
*Crash!*
Both girls jump apart at the loud cracking noise.
Looking to their left (Hanna's right) and still breathing hard from their heavy making out, the bulb in the blonde's lamp had broken— because of Spencer no doubt.
"Um, it seems as though you broke my light bulb, Spence."
"...it appears so."
Hanna rolls her eyes once more, tightening her arms wrapped around the older girl's neck. "I love you." She pecks the brunette's now smiling lips. "And only you. Also, I'm sorry I got us tied into this tonight— but I swear It'll only be a simple peck like that, and I won't even enjoy it, promise."
Spencer laughs as the blonde holds up a single pinky to her.
Nonetheless, she mimics the action. "I love you too, thank you."
The couple just sit and smile at each other in silence for awhile before-
"Never thank a girlfriend for not trying to cheat on you, god Spence, you are so lucky I'm your first." With a small pat on the other girl's transparent shoulder, a sign for her to let go of her sides, Hanna lifts herself up off her lap.
Spencer playfully pouts, arms heavily dropping to her sides to grip the end of the bed.
The blonde just gives her a teasing smile and wink. "Now, now that that's settled..." She moves back to her closet and picks out three more outfits. "Which one should I wear? The blue one or the white one, or the grey one?...or maybe I should try my favorite pink strapless dress, you know I always get compliments in that one Spence..." Her head tilts to the side. "But then again-"
"Oh. My. Gosh. You actually are crazy, you know that?" Spencer was incredulous, a hand to her head as she bounces back on the girls bed again.
Honestly the teenager couldn't care less what her girlfriend wore, she truly would always be the most beautiful girl in the room in whatever— as long as it covered all the...necessary parts, of course.
Hanna doesn't pause for a second at the brunette's comment. "Of course I know that, Spence." She gives a nonchalant shrug before starting up her babbling again.
Sighing near silently, Spencer allows a small smile to take over her face as she prepares herself to endure another earful.
"..."
"Spencer, are you even listening to me?"
"Of course I am, Han. I always do."
...
- [ Back Of Rosewood High, 7:30pm ] - | - [ Rosewood School Fair ] -
Hanna sighs as she leans over the booth on her tippy toes and pecks the fiftieth high school student she's kissed in the last hour and a half before placing up her, 'Gone On Break' sign.
The blonde doesn't even respond when hearing the rest of the guys and girls groan at the unexpected halt of the kissing booth. There was still quite a long line, as she suspected some of them had second rounds, she definitely needed a break.
Hanna simply shrugs as some of the people angrily stomp off at the action, grabbing a bottle of water from the cooler beside her, plus a tube of chapstick.
Attempting to peer over to the back of the line, the teenager can't even see it— what she does see is Noel and some of his equally smirking buddies somewhere in the middle, despite having already been up there.
God, this is torture... The blonde thinks to herself as she applies the strawberry chapstick before taking a long sip of her water.
"Enjoying yourself?"
A voice speaks up, coming from behind her and wrapping their arms around her waist.
Hanna smiles, instinctively leaning back into her girlfriend and humming before subtly talking from out the corner of her mouth.
"Getting my teeth pulled sounds like a better idea, right now." The blonde pulls herself out of the brunette's arms before turning around and pulling at her wrist. "C'mon."
As the two girls make their way out from the open booth, and to the rest of the fair's booths, rides, and games Spencer snorts, noting the amount of frustrated teenagers the blonde had left behind.
"You're just going to leave them?"
Hanna latches onto the taller girls hand closely before responding. "Trust me, they'll still be there when I get back." She rolls her eyes, before clearing her throat. "So, finished playing Aria's knight and shining armor, now you come and rescue me?"
Spencer's face is amused as she looks down at the girl beside her and leans closer. "Jealous?" Her eyebrows raise.
Earlier that afternoon, the girls had decided that if they should decide to split up that night, they would do so in pairs. Even with Archer being dead, the five were still cautious about being in a spacious area, alone in crowds of people at night.
Where possibly no one would see if anything went down.
So of course: Emily and Alison paired up, Hanna didn't need to worry as much behind her booth, so that just left Spencer and Aria— and since Ezra couldn't exactly be seen walking around with a student all night unsuspiciously, Spencer stepped in and volunteered to pair up with her shorter partner in crime.
"No need to be jealous Han, Spence and I don't have a deceitful bone in our bodies...not intentionally at least." Aria suddenly comes up beside them, a walking Emily in tow. "We're the innocent ones."
"Ha, yeah right, teacher scandals and arrested twice." Emily accuses, purposely leaving out the allegedly while Sparia rolls their eyes. "And anyways-ah choo! Great...now I'm getting sick."
"Oh, ew!" Hanna cringes away from the open sneeze while pushing the brunette swimmer away from her. "Don't touch me!"
Spencer chuckles.
Emily rolls her eyes, though secretly happy she could still hear her. "What are you laughing at? At least you can't get sick. But if you did, at least I'd have Alison to take care of me."
Aria snorts in amusement, but Spencer winces. Wrong thing to say...
Hanna paused in step, causing the other three to do the same. "And what's that's supposed to mean?" She crosses her arms. "I could take care of Spencer."
"Yeah right Hanna, you're too insensitive when someone else is sick."
"What! I am not. Tell her, Spencer."
Said brunette shifts uncomfortably on the spot. "Well..."
"Spencer!"
"Well, I'm sorry!" The older girl puts her hands up. "But its true, you just don't like germs, and it's okay-"
"You don't like germs either." The blonde accuses her, eyebrows furrowed.
Spencer huffs, so they were going to play it that way. "Yes, but I don't make my disgust noticeable. Nor do I say things like, 'Ew, don't touch me' or 'Fend for yourself'." She gives the shorter girl a pointed look.
Hanna's mouth forms into a small pout, as her arms drop to her sides. "But-"
"Um guys?" Aria interrupts, standing in the middle of them and the only one who didn't know what was going— due to the fact that she couldn't see or hear Spencer like the other two. Thankfully- "It looks like Alison's back from her face painting booth."
Immediately Emily lost all interest in all conversation. "If you all will excuse me." She doesn't wait for an answer, just skips off, meeting her blonde 'friend' halfway.
Spencer shakes her head. "Now I'm not that whipped."
Hanna subtly rolls her eyes. Sure you aren't Spence... "Wrap your arm around me?" The blonde requests, looking up at the brunette and playing it off as though if she held the ghost girl's hand it would look obvious.
Without hesitating and clearly not thinking about it, Spencer throws her right arm around the blonde's shoulders. "Good?"
"Mhm..." Hanna hums, smuggling close. "But aren't you cold?" She inquires as the girls start walking once more and casually gestures towards the brunette's light short-sleeve shirt.
"Um, no. Ghost remember?"
The blonde makes an 'o' shape with her mouth. "Right."
Before Spencer could reply, Aria chimes in. "So Han, how'd the kissing booth go? Was it as horrible as you thought it would be?"
"Could've been worser." Hanna thinks for awhile and decides. It really could have been.
The three step into line for food side by side— it was the deep fried stand, Hanna's eyes linger as she licks her lips...she was definitely getting those deep fried Oreos...
The blonde is snapped out of her daze, when her girlfriend softly nudges her shoulder. "Babe, it's not 'worser', it's worse-"
Aria's eyebrows raise. "You know, I would correct you, if I didn't think Spencer hadn't already done it." She claims, unbeknownst to her cutting said girl off.
Hanna rolls her eyes. What else was new? "Oh yes, as usual the grammar police just couldn't help herself." She looks up at the taller girl. "It's basically the same thing, Spence."
"Its really not, Han."
"You know what? Let's just agree to disagree."
"Well, okay, but agreeing to disagree would have to mean that I agree with you, and..."
Aria shakes her head with a smile, even not being able to hear Spencer's side of the conversation, she could tell that the two were playfully arguing like the married couple they practically were already.
"Uh..."
Looking forward, the three spot a guy in front of them in line, but staring back at them with an odd expression on her face.
Okay, so maybe talking so much to 'thin air' in public wasn't such a great idea after all.
But Hanna places a hand on her hip anyways, putting on her total HBIC face— nostril flare and all. "Um, excuse me?" She inquires hostilely with an eyebrow raised, translation: Turning back around would be a wise option before I do you verbal harm.
Not surprisingly, it worked. The shaken up boy quickly turned away from the blonde's icy glare, clearly frightened.
The three girls snicker quietly, as the line moves forward.
"What do you think he's thinking right now?" Aria questions, smirking.
Spencer answers. "It's finally happened." She mocks. "Hanna Marin has officially cracked."
"Har har har." Hanna sticks her tongue out at her girlfriend, not amused. "So, Aria, how did you enjoy Spencer's company? Did she annoy you?"
Aria snorts. "No, no. Spence was a total gentlewomen." This time its Spencer sticking her tongue out at the blonde, who rolls her eyes in turn. "Yep, barely noticed she was there." The small brunette then giggles at her own joke. "Though I was talking to her discreetly the whole time so that neither of us would get bored, I hope I didn't annoy poor Spencer."
"Oh no way."
"Spence says no."
"...mhm, I totally enjoyed her telling me about that time she lost her bathing suit at the beach and she had to 'sneakily' climb onto shore to get her cell to call Ms. Montgomery, getting caught by Emily and her parents in the process."
"What!" Hanna laughs, amazed. "Oh my god! The Fields' saw you naked!"
Aria flushes. "I told you that in confidence, Spencer!" She points a finger— in the totally wrong direction.
Spencer's eyes twinkle with mirth,
While Hanna laughs her a** off
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