"What?" Jenna asked as Spencer looked at her in disbelief.

"Nothing. I just didn't figure you as a science geek." Spencer was in awe at what the green-eyed girl has contributed to their project. She was so used to doing most of the work in any group project, it is only now that she had a partner who not only managed to keep up with her but almost single-handedly finished their project.

"Well, there are a lot of things you don't know about me." Jenna winked. Spencer grinned and started to clean up the mess on the floor while Jenna carefully placed the chemicals in a box. She then placed the box on the corner of the porch, where the two did most of their experiments. The Hastings' house was currently being repainted and the porch was the only area that they can occupy for the meantime. Spencer walked over to the side of the house to throw out the rubbish, making sure to separate the excess chemicals from the recyclables. As she turned on the corner to head back to the back porch, Spencer accidentally bumped into one of the workers carrying a can of paint. Spencer shrieked as her clothes and limbs were suddenly smeared with white paint. "Oh my god! What the hell?!" The guy turned beet red as he frantically apologized to Spencer. "I'm so sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to – I was – I uh"

Jenna ran over to the side as soon as she heard Spencer scream, fearing that the brunette might have hurt herself with the chemicals that she threw out. When she saw Spencer, Jenna abruptly stopped and her mouth fell open. She stared at the brunette for a few seconds before she burst out laughing. Spencer turned her attention to Jenna and glared at the green-eyed girl.

"You think this is funny?" Spencer frowned as she looked her paint-covered arms, and because she was wearing denim shorts, her legs were now covered in paint as well. Jenna nodded and clenched her tummy that was beginning to hurt from laughing too much.

"Oh my god, you look like Casper!" Spencer scowled at her. As pissed as she was, Spencer couldn't help but grin as she looked at Jenna. She has never seen this side of Jenna before. The girl was usually so polished, so composed. She has never seen the green-eyed girl laugh this way. She looked so carefree and genuinely happy that Spencer couldn't help but to laugh with her as well.

"Casper, huh? We'll see about that." Spencer suddenly grabbed Jenna and placed her arms around her, effectively smearing paint on Jenna's clothes and arms as well.

"Spencer! Stop! You're ruining my top!" Spencer laughed as Jenna struggled to get away from her. Jenna finally broke free and ran inside the house. Spencer palmed off some of the paint from her arms and smeared some on Jenna's cheek as she caught up with the green-eyed girl in the kitchen. Jenna yelped and ran away from Spencer. As the brunette tried to catch up with her again, the two suddenly froze in their tracks as they both heard Melissa scream. "Spencer! What the hell is this?"

Melissa stood in the kitchen, frowning at the two. Spencer turned around to see that there were smudges of white paint on the kitchen counter, stools, door and walls. Spencer and Jenna looked at one another, both trying not to burst into another fit of laughter as a fuming Melissa approached the two of them.

"Sorry Mel. It's my fault. I bumped into one of the workers outside, that's why." Spencer pointed to her now ruined clothes.

"We're both at fault here. Sorry Melissa. We'll just clean it up." Jenna pitched in. Melissa seemed to calm down after the two gave their apologies.

"It's alright; I'll just ask one of the workers to fix this while you two clean yourselves up. Good thing the paint that they're using is water-based." Melissa waved them off and walked out of the house to call somebody to clean up the mess.

"You can use the shower in my room. I'll just use the one in the master's bedroom. I'll grab some clean clothes for you and leave them by the bed." Spencer motioned for Jenna to follow her upstairs.

"What? That's it? No apologies for ruining my top and pants?" Jenna teasingly glared as she followed Spencer upstairs.

"Hey, there's no way I'm going to apologize for that. You deserved it for laughing at my misfortune and calling me Casper." Spencer grinned and stuck out her tongue at Jenna.

Jenna shook her head and laughed. "I'm never going to forget that look though. You look good covered in paint." The green-eyed girl laughed some more.

"Shut up. Go clean up." Spencer chuckled and pushed Jenna inside the bathroom. After closing the door, Spencer headed off to her parents' bathroom.


Emily threw on a gray v-neck shirt and denim shorts. After getting back from the mall with Hanna, she had showered and dried her hair. It was only four in the afternoon but she was too excited to see Spencer again, so she headed out without waiting for the brunette's reply. She was sure that Spencer was home anyway. Emily took a deep breath as she pulled up in front of the Hastings'. She felt the butterflies dance in her stomach in anticipation. She found the front door open as the workers were packing up their tools and stuff for the day. She admired the half-finished restoration of the Hastings' house. The family has impeccable taste indeed. Emily called out to Spencer as she entered the house, but the brunette didn't answer. She decided to go right up to Spencer's room instead. Emily smiled as she stopped in the doorway of Spencer's bedroom. The brunette was busily getting fresh clothes in her drawer. Her hair is still wet but is pulled up in a loose bun on her head, and her body was wrapped in a towel. Emily unconsciously licked her lips at the sight. Spencer closed the drawers after getting a pair of shorts and shirts for her and Jenna. When she looked up to walk over to the bed, she was startled to find Emily standing in the doorway with a smirk on her face. "Jesus, Em! You scared me!" Spencer clutched the clothes in her chest, suddenly feeling self-conscious at the look on Emily's face. Before Emily could reply though, the bathroom door swung open. A towel-clad Jenna walked out and abruptly stopped as she noticed Emily. The two exchanged a look of surprise. Spencer looked from Emily to Jenna, suddenly realizing the awkwardness of the situation, what with Emily walking in with her and Jenna almost naked in her room. Before any of them could say anything, Emily turned and walked out of the room and out of the house. Spencer heard Emily's car speed away before she can even get to the front door.


Spencer tried calling Emily for the nth time, but the call went again to voice mail. She and Jenna were sitting on her bed, both of them dressed with the clothes that Spencer got for them earlier. Spencer sighed and threw her phone on the bed.

"I'm sorry Spencer." Jenna ran her hand on the brunette's arm in an attempt to calm her.

"Don't be. You didn't do anything wrong." Spencer let out a sigh again and lay on the bed with her legs hanging on the side.

"I didn't know that you and Emily are together. If I knew that, I would've kept my distance." Jenna said contritely.

Spencer shook her head and stared at the ceiling. "We're not together. I mean, I've been in love with her ever since I can remember, but I didn't know if she felt the same. Until last night."

"What about last night?" Jenna quirked an eyebrow.

"She kissed me. We kissed." Spencer grinned at the memory.

Jenna moved to lie beside Spencer. She rested her head on her right hand, using her elbow for support. She smiled as she looked down at her friend. "So you're a couple now?"

"I don't know yet, but I know that I really want to be with her. We were supposed to meet tonight and talk about what happened. Now she won't even answer my calls." Spencer tried to hold back her tears.

"Do you want me to talk to her?" The green-eyed girl offered, smiling still as she placed her hand on Spencer's arm.

Spencer smiled back at Jenna for the offer. She's glad that Jenna was being supportive through all of this. She usually went to Aria for support, but the tiny brunette wasn't here. Jenna was here for her, and she was really thankful for it. "Thanks, but no. I should go talk to her myself."

"Alright then. Why don't you go over to her house? I can drop you off on my way home. Emily and I are neighbours anyway. I could give you a ride home when you're done talking. That is, assuming that you won't spend the night with her." Jenna smiled and winked at the brunette.

Spencer chuckled at what the girl was suggesting. "You have a dirty mind, Marshall."

"C'mon, don't deny it, Casper. You've been pining for the girl your whole life. Opportunity knocks. Open the door and embrace it. Take her." Jenna replied with a laugh.

Spencer shook her head and laughed. "Let's just go, you perv."


Emily raced back to her house. She was thankful that her mom wasn't home, for she didn't want to deal with the questions that her mom will surely ask her after burning her car's tires as she pulled over in their driveway. She headed straight to her room and threw herself on her bed. Emily heard her phone ring again. She pulled the phone out of her pocket and saw Spencer's smiling face on the screen, signalling an incoming call from the brunette. More tears flowed from her eyes as she stared at the beautiful face that has broken her heart. Emily turned the phone off and threw the device on her night stand. The tanned girl leaned her back on the headboard and hugged her pillow tight. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. Thoughts of Spencer smiling and looking at her like she's so special. Spencer holding her hand as she drove Emily home; Spencer's arms around her as they slept; Spencer kissing her like there's no tomorrow. What did all of those touches, hugs and kisses meant? Was her friend just leading her on? Is Spencer sleeping with Jenna? Emily felt stupid. She thought about what Paige had mentioned before about Spencer and Jenna. She didn't believe the girl then, and now she really felt that she should have. Emily chuckled bitterly. How could she stupidly think that Spencer felt the same way? Spencer could have any girl that she wanted, and she did. Problem was, it wasn't her. Spencer wouldn't be sleeping with Jenna if she wanted her. Not a full day had gone by after they shared sweet and passionate kisses and Spencer was already kissing another girl, maybe having sex with her even.

Spencer knocked on the Fields' home. She called to Emily but the tanned girl didn't answer. She knew that her best friend was home because her car was in the driveway. She tried the knob and found that it was unlocked. Spencer slowly opened the door and peeked in.

"Em? It's me." When no one answered, Spencer decided to let herself in. The brunette locked the door before turning and walking up the stairs to Emily's room. Spencer softly knocked on Emily's door.

"Em. Can we talk?" The brunette called out softly. Spencer slowly opened the door without waiting for Emily's response; for she was sure that the tanned girl would just send her away.

Emily looked up at the sound of Spencer's voice on the other side of the door. She decided to ignore the brunette, hoping that she will eventually leave, but she was surprised when Spencer opened the door. "What are you doing here?" Emily turned away to wipe her tears. She didn't want Spencer to see how hurt she was.

"Em. I just want to talk." Spencer cautiously approached the swimmer. She sat beside Emily and placed her hand on the top of the swimmer's own. Spencer was surprised though when the swimmer immediately retracted her hand.

"There's nothing to talk about. Just please leave." Emily replied without glancing at the brunette.

"Em. It's not what you think, okay? I mean, what you walked in on earlier. We didn't do anything. Jenna and I- there's nothing going on between us." Spencer felt a pang in her chest as Emily moved away from her. The tanned girl wouldn't even spare her a glance, and it broke her heart.

"I don't care. It's none of my business anyway." Emily snapped.

"But it is. You have the right to know because it's you that I want, Em." Spencer finally had the courage to admit it to Emily but the tanned girl just shook her head and let out a dry laugh.

"I find that hard to believe. You never wanted me, Spence. First you wanted Cassie. And now Jenna." Emily got up off her bed and walked towards the window. Ever since she met Spencer's ex-girlfriend Cassie and found out about Spencer's new and somewhat weird friendship with Jenna, Emily felt like she was seeing a different person. She's known Spencer almost all her life, but she hasn't seen this side of the brunette; the side of her that apparently likes girls. Not that she's opposed to Spencer liking girls, but she just somehow felt betrayed that she never knew about it. What hurts more is for someone who likes girls, Spencer has never shown any interest in her. It was just last night that the brunette has shown an interest in her, and oh my god how she showed it. Emily could still feel every kiss, every touch that they shared last night. It meant everything to her, but what did it mean to Spencer? She felt stupid for letting her guard down, for surrendering to her feelings for the brunette. Now she felt like a dirty mistress.

Spencer stood and slowly followed the tanned girl. She stopped behind Emily and encircled her arms around the girl's waist. Spencer leaned in and softly whispered to the swimmer's ear. "I told you it's not like that. Jenna and I are just friends."

Emily weakened at the brunette's touch. Spencer's breath on her ears sent shivers down her spine. She felt completely powerless against Spencer's touch, but she shouldn't give in, not yet. Not until she hears the truth. She turned to face the brunette and looked at her eyes for the first time

"Friends who sleep together, right? Paige said you were fooling around with Jenna. Is it true?"

"Wait, what? That's absurd! And why would you believe someone like her? I don't sleep around Em. I thought you knew me better than that." Emily almost caved in at the look of hurt in Spencer's eyes. She wanted to believe Spencer, but she was really hurting inside with how much time the brunette was spending with Jenna lately. She didn't know if Paige was telling the truth, but as they say, when there's smoke, there's fire, right? And oh, how she wanted to douse that fire with ice cold water. The fire that is Jenna Marshall.

"If there's nothing going on between you and Jenna, why are you spending so much time with her? She's been hanging out in your hockey practice and driving you home. And not to mention that she was saying something about - telling your friends about it – when I first walked in on the two of you. What was that about? What are you hiding from us?" Emily knew that she had no right to ask these questions. She's not even in a relationship with Spencer, but she had to know the truth if she will be with her. Was it sex that Jenna was referring to? Are they friends with benefits? The questions just keep piling up and she's going mental thinking about them every single day. Emily felt Spencer tense as the brunette averted her eyes. Spencer bit her lip and sighed.

"We're not hiding anything Em. It's just that I know you guys don't approve of her. I know that you and Hanna hate her, and I know that Aria is just putting up with her for me. But I swear to you, she's a really good person, Em. She's a good friend to me. Just a friend, I swear." Spencer finally met Emily's eyes again. The swimmer gave her a look so intense that she felt like she was searching far beyond her brown orbs. Emily sighed and reluctantly removed herself from Spencer's arms. She crossed her arms on her chest as she spoke, partly trying to comfort herself and partly trying to prevent her hands from reaching out and pulling the brunette into her arms. She wanted to believe Spencer. She wanted her words to be true, that the brunette wanted her and not Jenna, but that doesn't seem to be the case. The way that Spencer refused to meet her eyes while she was explaining her and Jenna's relationship was a sign of deceit, and for that Emily refused to surrender. Emily didn't want to let herself be vulnerable, to let herself be consumed by the love that she has for Spencer to the point that it will cloud her judgement. Emily turned to face the window again, turning her back to Spencer once more.

Spencer leaned into Emily once more, resuming the position that they were in earlier. She leaned her head at the back of Emily's head, softly inhaling the scent of her raven hair as she held the swimmer in her arms. "I want to be with you. I know you want to be with me too." Spencer whispered as her lips grazed the skin of the swimmer's exposed shoulder. She wasn't trying to be cocky; she's just stating a fact. Spencer sure felt it on those kisses that they shared. She felt her need, she felt her want. "It's always been you Em."

"No, I don't. I'm sorry if I may have given you the wrong impression." Emily whispered; her voice slightly faltering as tears began to flow from her eyes. Spencer felt her heart stop. Did she really hear those words? Emily doesn't want her? After all those passion-filled kisses?

"What about last night?" Spencer finally let out. She felt the swimmer take a deep breath before she replied. Spencer felt her heart break into a million pieces as she heard Emily's words.

"It was a mistake. I'm sorry."