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Toby's POV:
I'm styling my hair, when my mom walks in holding an envelope in her slightly wrinkly fingers. "You know anybody by 'Hateful Soul'?" Mom exclaimed.
"Uh. Y-yea. Here, I'll take it." I muttered, awkwardly grasping the envelope from her hands.
"What's with all of this? Where are all of these clothes from? I'm not paying for this!" Mom said, pointing towards my bed covered in shopping bags.
"Mom, it's okay. My friends took me shopping and they paid for it. Their really nice, and. Rich..." I said, rushing over to her to hug her.
"Some nice friends. I like you're hair, did they cut it?"
"No, we went to Harry's Hair Salon in the King James." I responded, continuing to fix up my hair.
"Harry's? How wealthy are these friends?" Mom asked with wide eyes.
"Spencer Hastings, Hanna Marin, Aria Montgomery, and Emily Fields, mom. Very wealthy." I answered, turning in her direction and removing my pajama shirt and replacing it with a shirt Hanna picked out for me.
"Oh. Well, that is really nice of them. Do you have their parents phone numbers so I can call and thank them?" Mom inquired, tapping her thigh with her hands.
"No, really. I thanked them enough last night. It's okay." I pointed out, starting to push my mom out the door.
"Excuse me, just what do you think you're doing, young man?" Mom laughed at me.
"Nothing. Can you make me breakfast? Make me eggs and toast. Thanks mom, your the best!" I cried, slamming the door and jumping on my bed to open the letter.
Dearest Toby,
I hate this stupid place. It's driving me even more crazy than I already am. I miss you like crazy... I just need your touch again, Tobes. Anyways, I met a girl in here. Her names Paige. We are together, so I don't need you anymore. We're not supposed to have relationships here, but we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves.
Tootles!
J
After reading the horrid letter, I ripped it up into tiny pieces and threw it in my trash can, then went on with getting dressed.
When I was on the bus, I received a text, from Spencer.
Did you do the hair style? -SPENCER
Oh no! I forgot! -TOBY
Are you serious!?-SPENCER
No, I'm just kidding. Relax. -TOBY
See you at school. -SPENCER
I was sauntering through the doors of Rosewood Day High School and everyone faced me as I walked in. It feels like I was moving in slow-motion, or maybe in one of those movies where the popular kids stomp through their school. Everyone was just, staring at me like I was the opening act at a circus.
"There you are!" Aria came up behind me and almost gave me a heart attack. I gasped really loud, and Aria started to snicker.
"Hey! Alright, so um. I gotta get to class. See you guys at lunch." I smiled, blushing at every ones stares.
"Hold up, pretty boy. During homeroom, the populars go to Steam." Aria had a 'duh' expression on her face as she pulled on my arms, and dragged me to the school cafe, Steam.
"Hey, Tobes!" Hanna playfully punched my side as we reached the cafe. "What's shakin? Did everyone look at you like you were a god?"
"Um, well-"
"That's what happened to me, back in the day when I turned popular. Ugh, when Mona and me turned popular." Hanna corrected herself, shaking off the thought of Mona before pulling out one of the chairs next to her.
"Where's Spencer?" I asked.
"She's normally late." Emily laughed, just as Spencer came to sit down.
"I'm here! And it's not even seven-forty-five." Spencer exclaimed, flailing her arms in the air.
"Hey." Spencer notices me and leered at me. God DAMMIT. Why does she have this affect over me?! I felt all the blood flushing through my veins basically overpower my face and my heart beat times a hundred.
Spencer Hastings (my love since the sixth grade), wore the most magnificent navy dress and her hair in a loose braid, along with a printed sweater.
"Hi." I said.
A few pregnant moments passed by when Aria piped in. "Awkward silence!"
"Shut up." Spencer blushed, I think she might have been staring at me...
All of a sudden, two girls came over to our circle table and tapped on my shoulder. It was Naomi Ziegler and Riley Wolfe. "Are you new, here?" Riley giggled. Were they referring to me?
"No." I said.
"Oh, well what's you're name, cutie...?" Naomi smirked.
"Toby."
"Well, Toby. Today's you're lucky day. You are invited to come and sit with us, and leave these losers alone." Riley smiled and held her hand out for me to hold, but I turned her down, coldly.
"How about you two scurry along to your own loser table, okay?" I snapped and turned back to my new friends.
"Holy shit." Hanna mumbled. All of the girls at my table smiled, made an 'o' shape with their mouths, or high fived me, and then smiled.
"Well, fine. You weren't even that cute anyways." Riley looked down and trotted away with her sidekick Naomi back to their table.
We all high-fived and went to the counter to buy food. I ordered a blueberry muffin and an iced coffee. I glanced at Spencer. She was rocking her head to the music that was playing, The Funeral by The band of horses. God, I love that band.
"Do you wanna hang after school?" Spencer asked, elbowing my side as she slid her sticky green tray across the metal strip.
"I have swim practice right after school, but other than that, I'm free." I responded as the lunch aid plopped some sort of mashed potatoes on my plate.
"You swim?"
"Yeah. Ever since I was in third grade."
"That's cool. When's practice over?" Spencer questioned while we sat down at our lunch table.
"Around four-thirty. Wanna meet at the grille?" I smiled at her gleaming brown eyes.
"Sure."
The other girls filed into their chairs and we were halfway through lunch when a certain someone popped up.
"Toby?" Lucas called out. "What the hell is this?" He pointed to me and then around my lunch table, basically to the girls.
"Erm... Lucas. These are my friends."
"No their not. You said yourself that you hated every popular except Spencer. 'Your love...'" Lucas mimicked me.
Oh my god, did he really just say that? I'm going to kill him! "Lucas. Get the hell away from me. Now!"
I looked over to Spencer who had a weird expression on her face that I couldn't make out if she was mad or happy. "Spencer..." I mumbled.
"What did he mean, when he said, "your love?" Spencer wondered starting to tear up. Why would she be crying if she didn't feel the same way? She just met me. What the hell?
"It's not what you think. He is just high, please don't listen to him. It's not true!" I try to cover up what Lucas revealed but I was failing miserably.
"So,it's not true...?" Spencer sounded, hurt...?
"No. I mean. It is, no it's not. Ugh!" I screamed in frustration and stomped out of the cafeteria.
I heard a knock at my door so I went to open it. Before I even get a chance to see who it is a pair of lips are already on mine. My eyes were open in shock, it was Spencer. How could she like me? She barely even knows me! I guess maybe it's true love. could it be?
I grasped her waist and pulled her into my house. She wanted to deepen the kiss, and I let her. Our tongues tangled and messaged each others and finally we broke apart.
"I'm confused. You like me?" I asked.
"How could I not? You're so nice to me. And your funny, smart, and oh, did I mention you were hot?"
"Well, I like you too."I answered. Is this really happening or am I dreaming.
"Now, wanna go to the grille?" Spencer smirked at me and reached for my hand.
"First, I just need to ask you something."
"Sure, anything."
"Will you, be my, g-g-girlfriend?" I finally DID IT! YES! WOO HOO!
"No. I just kissed you. YES, I'll be your girlfriend!"
We kissed for a few more minutes before we finally left to go to the grille, hand in hand.
Once we were there, we both ordered our food and went to sit down on the couch in the corner.
We were peacefully eating when three girls stormed into the grille, spotting us and then coming towards us. "Where the hell were you?" Aria shimmied out of her jacket and plopped her butt onto the couch.
"You missed out on Otter Day..." Emily pouted, also taking a seat next to Aria.
Soon enough Hanna chimed in. "I thought you were on your man period." Hanna gazed at me, furrowing her eyebrows at me.
"Well-" Spencer tried to explain herself but got cutoff by a raging Aria.
"No wells. We tried calling you like a million times and we find you off with your new friend."
"That's what I wanted to tell you guys." Spencer gave me a reassuring look and continued. "This is not easy to say. Toby and I are a c-couple."
Emily's jaw basically fell to the floor and Hanna smiled and nodded her head while Aria just stood there, not doing anything.
"You're what?" Of course he had to show up. Just perfect!
"This is my new boyfriend. And Andrew, you cannot do anything about it because I dumped you. We are not together anymore. So just leave." Spencer yelled. Andrew Campbell. He was Spencer's ex-boyfriend. Apparently, he made out with another girl and Spencer found him with her. I don't know that because I was following her or anything... I just happened to be there at the same moment.
"You are choosing this dunce, instead of me?" Andrew chuckles to himself, not thinking that this is real.
"Yeah. Spencer did choose this dunce instead of you, an even bigger dunce." I suddenly felt everything in my body snap as I heard him.
"What did you just call me, freak?" He pushed my shoulder as I got up, in which caused me to fall back on the couch, hitting my neck on the metal under the couch.
"I called you a dunce." I replied getting up.
"No Toby." Spencer cried, hugging Hanna as she watched our actions.
"I got this. This douche isn't going to get away with what he did to you." I growled.
When I turned around, I got a face-full of Andrew Campbell fist. Then all I remembered was crumbling to the ground and going to sleep for a little while.
"W-where am I?" My eyes flapped open to find a bedroom? around me. I easily recognized it. It was Spencer Hastings's bedroom.
"My room, I didn't know what to do. Andrew punched you in the face. And then you like, blacked out." Spencer was situated on the end of the queen-sized bed and inching her way towards me, holding an ice-pack.
"Here." She carefully placed the ice-pack on my cheek/lower eye. A white hot pain shot right through and I winced. "I'm so sorry that this happened to you. He's just a dick that's sad I broke up with him, even though I'm the one that should be mad, because of what he did. I mean-...Let's not get into this right now."
"What time is it?" I sighed, yawning a bit.
"Around seven-forty-five. It got late."
"Yeah..." I checked my phone. Six missed calls from my mom, three texts from Aria, and one voice mail from a bank. Yup my mom is gonna kill me. "Shit."
"What's wrong?" Spencer worriedly eyed my phone.
"My mom called like six times." I said, resting my head back on the comfortable, puffy pillow.
"Oh, do you want to call her back?" Spencer smiled, but it didn't look like she was happy, more like a 'forced smile'.
"Uh, yeah. I probably have to go, though. It's dinner time at the Cavanaugh household." I leered, starting to get up.
"You can eat here. I'm sure my mom won't mind. We are just ordering a pizza, my parents are like never home." Spencer responded.
"I'd like that." I grinned at her and she slowly leaned to kiss my forehead.
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