Hey, I'm really sorry it took me so long to post another chapter and that this chapter is short, but like I said before, I'm going through some major writers block. Please forgive me if I take a long time to update in the future.
R&R
"Alright class," the French teacher spoke up. "This semester is almost over and pretty soon we'll be going on our holiday break. Before the holiday's you know what's coming. That's right. Your French Final will be this Thursday. Make sure you study for this one. It will be a lot harder than 3rd year French. If you would get out your notebook, I will let you know what will be on the test."
She paused for a moment to let everyone get out their notebooks and pen. Toby feels a little uneasy about this final. He only past last year's final with a 68. That week he was coughing up blood for days when his dad saw. His dad warned him that if he got anything below a B on this test, he would make Toby very, very sorry. It's a good thing he has Spencer around to help him. He'd be totally lost without her. And he doesn't mean in just French.
"On this test there will be multiple choice questions and free response questions. You'll have to do English to French translations and in vise verse. There will be complete the sentences. There is an essay portion as well. You have to write a conversation in French. It will need to be no more than 150 words and no less than 50."
"My advice to you would be to form study groups with your fellow classmates. Study the notes I know you all took throughout the year. This will not be an easy test, so please, take time out of your day to prepare." She checks the watch on her wrist for the time. "Okay, we have about five minutes left of class, so use this time to talk to your neighbors in French"
Toby finished writing done everything the teacher said. When he finished, he put away his notebook then turned around to face Spencer. He chuckled when she seemed to be too preoccupied with her French book.
"Spence," he called and she looked up. "Y at-il une chance que je pouvais venir ici ce soir , donc je peux vous aider à étudier? (Is there a chance I could come over tonight, so I can help you study?)"
Spencer giggled, "Vous allez me aider à étudier ? (You're going to help me study?)"
"Well, we would help each other," he said dropping his accent.
"Okay," she nodded. "Come over tonight and we'll study together."
"Te quiero."
Spencer giggled, "that's Spanish, not French."
"I know," he said. "I was just testing you to see if you knew that."
"Yeah," she laughed. "Okay."
The bell rang and everyone stood up to leave. The school day went on and pretty soon it was lunch time. At the lunch table, the girls are sitting there going on and on about how excited she is for her date with Caleb this week. Spencer and Toby approach the table together and took a seat.
"I'm trying to decide if I want to straighten my hair or have it curly. I also need to go shopping for a new outfit," Hanna ranted on.
"Where do you have time to go shopping? Don't you have finals to study for?" Emily asked.
"How can I have time to study, when I have a date to prepare for?"
"Caleb number one on Hanna's priority list. School work, zero," Aria teased.
"Go ahead and make fun all you want, Aria. You won't be laughing when I make Spencer or Emily my maid of honor at my wedding."
"You really think that you and Caleb will get married?" Aria asked.
Hanna shrugged and said, "It could happen. I just need to get through this one night. Spencer, can you go shopping with me after school?"
"Sorry, Han. I'm going to be spending every waking moment studying."
"Ugh, what about you Emily?"
"I'm doing the same thing as Spencer."
"Come on!" Hanna exclaimed. "Will anybody go shopping with me!?"
"I can go shopping with you, Hanna," Alison said while strolling towards their table.
Hanna rolled her eyes, "I much rather go with an actual friend."
"But I am your friend, Hanna."
"Well, I don't want to go shopping."
"You just said you did."
"Then I remembered I made study plans with Aria and Emily."
"Why say you can go shopping when you already had plans?" Alison asked.
Spencer sat there rolling her eyes, "just move along, Alison. This conversation doesn't concern you."
"Relax, Spence. It's not like I came over here to cause trouble."
"Well, you always do cause trouble," Caleb said while walking up. "And after you walk away you leave a path of damage behind you. You're just like a tornado. I guess a hurricane would fit better since hurricanes have names. People should just call you hurricane Alison."
Alison crossed her arms and glared, "don't get smart with me, computer geek."
"Ali," Spencer said. "Why don't you find some guys to hang out with and do what you do best by slutting it up in a closet?"
"Whatever," she scoffed and walked away.
Alison left the table and walked out into the hallway. As soon as she was gone, the other's laughed at what Spencer and Caleb said. The ending lunch bell rang and everyone rushed out of the cafeteria. Spencer said her goodbyes to Toby then walked with Hanna towards their classes.
"So, what do you think about this date?" Hanna asked.
Spencer shrugged, "what do you mean?"
"Well, what should I wear and how should I do my hair?"
"Hanna you know all of this stuff. You've gone on dates before."
"Yeah, but none with a guy that I actually like. I really want this date to be good. Everybody knows that the outfit you wear on your first date with a boy matters. That kind of thing sticks with you forever."
"Why do you want my advice on this? You and Aria are the one's who are known for your style."
"What did you wear on your first date with Toby?"
"Um, a tank top and sweatpants," Spencer laughed. "Toby and I had our first date the night I got grounded. He climbed up a tree and sat on a branch outside my window."
Hanna smiled, "aw that's such a romantic story. I never get tired of hearing it."
"It was very sweet and turned out to be one of the best nights of my life."
"I wish all boys were easy like Toby. You didn't have to change anything about you to get him to like you. He already loves you because well, you're you."
"If Caleb really cares about you, he'll like you for who you are and no matter what you wear."
"I guess," Hanna looks down at her the floor.
Spencer sighed, "okay, you should wear a skirt and a blouse with those cute cowgirl boots you bought last month at the mall. Wear your hair down in waves."
Hanna grinned and gave her a tight hug," thank you, Spence!"
By late afternoon, soft music played in Spencer's bedroom. Spencer and Toby are currently lying on Spencer's bed in the middle of a tongue battle. The night started out like any other night. Toby came over to study for their exams on Thursday and Friday. She made a pot of coffee and invited him up to her room where they started out by quizzing each other. Spencer put on some music in the background to help keep their focus. As time passed by, they dropped the studying and started talking about other things. Toby suggested they take a little break and Spencer hesitantly agreed.
"What are your plans for over Christmas break?" Toby asked.
Spencer sighed and gazed down at their intertwined hands and watched their thumbs as they faced each other in an intense thumb war. 1234 I declare a thumb war. These two have been battling it out for a good fifteen minutes.
"Well," Spencer prepared the answer to his question. "Christmas for the Hastings has always been a mysteries. One year we went to this sky lodge along with my aunt and uncle. Another year my parents went to spend Christmas in Paris to celebrate Melissa' graduation high school. I think this year my family plans to visit Melissa in Philly for Christmas."
"They?" Toby asked. "Are you going with them?"
She sighed, "It doesn't look like it. I'll probably just lay low here in Rosewood. What about you? What are your big Christmas plans?"
"My father is flying to Vega for two weeks. It should stay mostly peaceful for a few days."
"Your dad just leaves you home on holidays."
"I don't mind it really," he said. "I've spent the last few Christmases alone and maybe this year could be different."
"What do you mean?" She asked still concentrating on their thumbs.
"Well," Toby took a deep breath. "My grandparents had this cabin in Bucks county. We would meet there for Christmas every other year when my mother was alive. My dad hasn't gone there since after my mom died, but I've spent some time there. It's pretty isolated from everyone here in town. I don't know. I was thinking that maybe you and I could go there. Maybe we could spend Christmas weekend there."
Spencer looked away from their conjoined thumbs, "seriously?"
He quickly looked down hoping he didn't say the wrong thing.
"That is if you want to. It was only a suggestion. I thought since we're both going to be alone. It might be nice to spend a weekend together just the two of us."
She paused their thumb battle for a second to look at him. Smiling she says, "a weekend alone with you sounds perfect."
"Would right now be a good time to mention that you just forfeited our thumb war?" He said teasingly.
Her lip curled up into a tight smirk, "damn it."
"That's alright," he smiled. "You'll have a chance for a rematch over our Christmas weekend."
Her smile grew. She held the back of his head and kissed him lovingly on the lips. "I love the way that sounds," she said her voice going deep. "Our Christmas weekend."
He smiled at her for a while before leaning in to capture her lips in a warm, loving kiss. She repositioned her hands along the back of his head and pulled him down on the bed. He willingly followed her. Leaning over her while, they kissed. His fingers tucked around the back of her head and got lost in her hair.
Again, sorry for the short chapter. Maybe next chapter will be better since it will be about Spencer and Toby spending a weekend together at his cabin. How do you think that will go? Despite the shortness, how was this chapter? Please tell me in the review. Until next time.