Compatibility Test
Chapter 2
"I can't believe it. I thought this was the dumbest thing ever when I first heard about this, but I was wrong! I'm going to have a date that's perfect for me. It's brilliant, really. This comparability test eliminates the troublesome task of having to find a date that's compatible with you. Hanna, Aria, I was wrong to doubt you guys. This is amazing," she breathed as she lay down on her back on the bed.
"Well, you wanted a good date without the struggle of looking for a good one, so this was perfect for you," Hanna said, grinning. "Plus, I get to find my perfect cutie at the dance, too. He better be hot, or this weirdo test is shit to me. But, you're welcome. So, what are you gonna wear? You've got to impress your date tonight. First impressions are like everything!"
"Maybe you two fashion experts could help a struggling soul pick out an outfit for tonight..." Spencer tried, biting her lip as she waited for their responses.
"Aw, Spence! You want help to pick out an outfit?" Aria stood up and smiled at her brunette friend. "You know that we'd do anything to help you out. Hanna, let's find this girl something incredibly cute to wear tonight! She'll have her new man drooling from the moment he first lays eyes on her."
"Good thing we're helping," Hanna said, joining Aria. "Poor and clueless Spence probably would have showed up with some frumpy or fugly blazer from her mother's closet! Her date would have been like, 'um, no thank you' if he saw that! He would look past her personality if he saw her in some blazer."
Spencer rolled her eyes, "Blazers are sophisticated. Stop acting like I'm not in the room, Hanna! Would you just do a poor girl a favor and help her find something sexy to wear?"
"Sexy, huh?" Aria raised an eyebrow.
"Obviously, Aria!" Hanna grinned. "If this is her perfect match, she needs to show him that she's not only got the brains and the personality he's looking for, but she's also a seductively sexy teenage girl. And we'll find a sexy dress that's perfect for her. But, uhm, maybe we should go to my closet or Aria's, because Spence, your options suck! When was the last time you want shopping?"
"Before school started... Why?"
"Urgh!" Hanna groaned. "Aria, we're going to your place. You might have a sexier collection for our poor friend to choose from. Well, she's not choosing, we are. If we let her choose, I'm sure that she's go to your mother's closet and pick something out!"
"Hey, I know that this is a not an extremely formal and sophisticated event," Spencer breathed.
"Just leave it to Hanna and I," Aria told her, smiling. "We'll make sure you have something perfect to wear. So just calm your overly-stressed Hastings nerves and take a breath today, alright? Tonight's going to be a night for you to have a good time, with no complications."
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"Toby," Jenna said her step-brother's name as she entered his bedroom. "Are you getting ready for tonight?"
"Yeah."
Toby wasn't a huge fan of Jenna. Especially not after what she did to him... He tried not to be too rude, so he usually just gave short answers to her when she asked anything. If he tried to give her the silent treatment, she would just go snitch on him to their parents, and they'd think he was just trying to be an unfriendly jerk to Jenna.
"Flowers? I didn't know you had a date," Jenna jealously said. "What's her name?"
He sighed, "Jenna, I don't know."
"You don't know?" Jenna furrowed her eyebrows. "Oh my god Toby, are you using that lame compatibility test that the school was offering? That's pathetic! You can do so much better than that."
"You know what? It's not like I have a huge variety of girls to pick from!" Toby yelled. "This was my only option if I wanted a date, and showing up tonight alone would be pathetic! I go alone every time to every dance, and this was my chance to change that and actually find a girl that I'm compatible with!"
"Oh, don't be so down. If you really wanted a date, you could have just asked me, you know," Jenna said, stroking her step-brother's back flirtatiously.
His nostrils flared and he exhaled in anger as he pushed her away.
"Hell no, Jenna!" He shouted. "Don't you understand how freaking weird it would be if I showed up with my sister as my date!? I know YOU'RE into incest, but I'm not, so lay off!"
"Toby, calm down. We're not really related," she smirked. "I know you have always wanted me..."
He furrowed his eyebrows, "You're screwed up, Jenna. I have never wanted you. I would rather go out with Spencer Hastings than you, and I hate Spencer Hastings. So why don't you do me a favor and get out of my room? Thanks."
"I can tell Mom and Dad that you forced yourself on me, you know!" Jenna said, growing angry.
"Tell whatever lies you want. Get out," he ordered.
Feeling angered by her defeat, she grabbed one of Toby's favorite vintage toy cars and threw it on the ground so it hit the hardwood floor. He gasped as he turned to get it. She smirked as she stormed out of his room, proud of what she had done. He was nearly in tears when he saw that the wheel of his car had fallen off when she threw it to the ground. But he wasn't going to let this car ruin his night. Or Jenna.
Or anyone.
xxx
"Here we are," Hanna happily said as she and her three best friends stood right outside the multi-purpose room of Rosewood High. This was where the event was taking place. All the ladies were extremely pleased with their causally cute dresses. Spencer's was the sexiest, though. It was a white dress that was pretty short, but it cradled her cleavage and made her look pretty sexy.
Aria was the only one of them with an actual boyfriend as their date. She was holding Jason's hand as they began to step into the multi-purpose room. Emily didn't really care for a date. She would rather be solo tonight than use an online matchmaking service to help her. Hanna and Spencer were going to meet their 'perfect matches' tonight, and they were pretty damn excited.
"You look hot, Spence," Aria said, grinning. "Your date is gonna be drooling!"
Spencer gave her friend a sweet smile. She really owed Aria and Hanna for this.
"So we'll meet up later," Emily reminded them. "Hanna and Spencer can go find their perfect matches or whatever, Aria and Jason can enjoy tonight, and I'll go find some single friends to hang with until you guys are ready to meet up. Hey, there's some of my swim team teammates! Paige, wait up!"
Emily went slowly running after Paige, cautious to not trip on her heels.
"Alright, you two have fun with your matches," Aria said, chuckling as Jason and her walked off.
"There! People are waiting for their matches over there. Wow, this is so organized and perfect. There's like a little section just for the people who used the service!" Hanna exclaimed as she dragged Spencer along to that section.
"Gross, Toby's here," Spencer muttered quietly as Hanna kept pulling her.
"Alright, help me find mine first. I'm looking for 4283," Hanna said as she scanned the section for that number.
"Hey, are you 1215?" a guy with brown hair slightly past his ears.
"Ye-" Hanna began.
"I'm your date. 4283," he said, grinning. He pulled out the piece of paper with his number printed on it.
"You've got to be kidding me! You're my perfect match?" Hanna asked, rolling her eyes.
"It seems so," he said, smiling. "I'm Caleb."
"Hanna," she reluctantly introduced herself. "Caleb, you better be as cool as as you said you were on that test. Do you like shopping?"
"Yeah. Shopping for electronic parts," Caleb said, grinning. "That's what I wrote. Shopping,"
"Shopping for electronic parts is not real shopping!" Hanna yelled in frustration. "If you wrote THAT, we're obviously not perfect matches! God, this sucks. I wish I never did this!"
"Hey, I promise I don't bite that bad," Caleb said, chuckling. "Come on, I promise I'll make you have a good time tonight. By the way, you look beautifu-"
"Save it. You better at least be a good dancer," Hanna said, sighing.
"Well, I guess you could say that. I've been practicing my moves lately," Caleb told her, grinning as he took her hand.
"Have fun, Hanna," Spencer chuckled at the blonde's misery.
What Spencer didn't know was that she was going be even more miserable than Hanna when she found out who her so called 'perfect match' was tonight.
"Spencer... I didn't think you'd be here," Toby said bitterly as he stepped up to her.
"And why's that?" She inquired, crossing her arms.
He got a little nervous.
"Um, well... I thought you would have a date... 'cause..." he bit his lip.
Honestly, he thought a girl like her would have no trouble finding a date. He didn't think someone like Spencer Hastings would need to use a matchmaking program to help her find a date for tonight.
"Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes. "Since your brain lacks the ability to think like an average human, maybe you need some help finding your date. What's the number you're looking for?"
"1251," he said, looking down at his hand, where he had wrote down the number he was looking for.
A look of shock came across Spencer's face. Toby looked up and saw her shocked expression.
"Don't give me that look," he worriedly said. "Please...don't make that look that makes me think that you're 1215. Are you 1215, Spencer!?"
"Oh my god," she choked. "You're... 3128. Holy crap. No. That's wrong! The committee must have screwed things up, because I am NOTHING like you! Favorite book?"
"Catcher in the Rye," he said, biting his lip.
"Damn it!" Spencer cursed. "Okay, that's just one thing. What's your hobby?"
"Field hockey," he said. "I play for an outside-of-school team."
"Damn you!" she angrily said. "That's a coincidence, okay? What do you do in your free time?"
"I'm usually studying, 'cause I take AP French," he said.
"Kill me now... You're my perfect match?" she was about to pass out.
He bit his lip.
"Here are your flowers..." he tried.
She shakily too them from his hands.
"This can't be true...it just can't be!"
