You're the Colour, the Movement and the Spin.
Chapter two: For better or worse.

Spencer pulled into the Rosewood Day high school parking lot, swerving and dogging every car that came her way, looking for a parking spot. Apparently most of the upper class men had decided to drive to school today, leaving the only vacant spot in the back near the football field.

After making a perfect reverse(that she took months to perfect in all her driving classes) into the small parking area Spencer turned the keys slightly into the off position, the low buzzing from the car being cut off leaving her there alone.

Undoing her seatbelt Spencer leaned forward onto the steering wheel and took a deep breath. It seemed over the past few months it was becoming a morning ritual to sit alone in her car for a few minutes while she collected herself for the day. Before she was able to perfect that indictable forced smile and oh so right kick in her step that made people believe that she was in fact fine. And perfectly happy.

Spencer reached her right arm up, rubbing the base of her neck. The stress was starting to pile up, with Ian and her parents stressed relationship, her large amount of extra circular activities and A breathing down her neck every step of the way, it was beginning to take a toll on her, not just mentally, but physically too. Her muscles were wearing down and her lack of time to eat was making her brain pound against her skull. The fact that she had been getting closer and closer to Toby was beginning to seep into her skin, the more she talked to him and the more she realized he wasn't the monster she (and Ali) had made him out to be, the more the guilt weighed down on her.

Sitting up she sighed, grabbing her bag from the passenger seat and pulling out a small compact mirror giving herself the once over, making sure her mascara was applied just so and every hair was in perfect place, she flashed the mirror a smile, "Smile like you mean it" she told herself before closing it, shoving it, along with her keys, into her bag and made her way to the back doors of the school.

As she entered the school the sound of sneakers and heels met her ears, the hum of her fellow class mates droned in her ears and she couldn't help but glare. She wondered how they could all talk so care free when she had to watch her every word, she wondered how they could look so happy when her life was falling apart. Only a few months ago that was her, and she couldn't help but wonder what it was like….she couldn't remember.

Making her way down the hall to her locker she couldn't help but feel tired already, her head was spinning and her body felt weak but she trudged along anyway.

"Hey" Spencer heard from her right, breaking her out of her thoughts.

"Hey Han." She replied to her blonde friend, pasting her award winning smile onto her face.

Hanna looked almost confused looking at her brunette friend, "Everything alright?" Hanna asked worried.

"Yeah, every things fine," Spencer gave Hanna her perfected lie, she felt like she said it so much lately that it was becoming almost…normal, "Why wouldn't it be?" she continued, not looking her in the eye.

"Spencer," Hanna said in a disbelieving tone, taking a step in front of her Hanna placed a hand on her shoulder, "I know some things wrong, so instead of fighting me on this, why don't you just tell me."

"It's just," Spencer paused for a minute thinking, "School and field hockey, I just have a lot of tests today, and well, I'm a little stressed."

"Now why don't I believe that?" Hanna asked, gripping Spencers shoulder a bit tighter when she tried to walk away, mentally telling her she meant bussiness, "Why don't we just skip over all these excuses and you get right to the point….unless you want to be late for class," Hanna smiled.

Spencer huffed, not in the mood to fight, or be late for class, "It's everything Hanna, my parents, Ian, Melissa…A." she told her leaning up against a random locker, she decided to leave out Toby for now, she didn't want to get a lecture from Hanna about how dangerous Toby was when not 2 weeks ago she herself was saying the same thing.

"Know that I believe," Hanna smiled, out stretching her arm allowing Spencer to pass and make their way down the hall.

"There's something more isn't there?" Hanna bluntly stated. Spencer hated that about her, Hanna could tell when someone was upset, and it made it more than difficult for Spencer herself to get out of situations like these.

Silently cursing herself for not only keeping her guard more intact, but for what she was about to reveal, "My parents think at this time it would be appropriate for me to see someone."

"See someone?" Hanna questioned, tilting her head, "I mean, yeah, you've been single for a while and all but-" Hanna began but was cut off.

"No Hanna….they think it may be a good idea for me to see a therapist."

Spencer didn't have to look at her to know that Hanna had a surprised look on her face, "What?"

"Yep," was her only reply.

"They want to send you to the nut house?"

Spencer whipped her head towards her blonde friend, "Hanna!" she scolded, "No, they don't want to send me anywhere, they just want me to see someone I can talk about my feelings too," Spencer explained, making a disgusted sound.

"But that's what we are for," Hanna replied, gesturing to her as well as hypothetically Aria and Emily.

"Yeah well….apparently they don't think that's such a good idea." Spencer sighed.

"Yeah well….your parents haven't always made the best parenting decisions," Hanna mumbled under her breath and they turned the corner, just missing Emily throwing a small piece of paper into her locker, and closing it slightly.

"I just can't believe that this is happening," Spencer continued in a low voice, not hearing Hanna's side comment.

"Do you want us to talk to them for you?" Hanna offered, worried for her friend.

"Who?" Emily asked as they approached her, closing her locker.

"Spencer's parents think she's nuts," Hanna confirmed.

"Unstable!" Spencer corrected, slightly offended, "And I mean, why should they believe me, we have no proof, I'm the girl who cried wolf." She continued with a sigh.

"Yeah well the wolf is living in your backyard!" Hanna tried to make her feel better my defending her actions.

"Which is why we need proof!" Spencer yelled excitedly. She knew just were to get it, and she would get it tonight, but she was choosing to keep this information to herself, she was confused and was nervous to reveal any information to her friends before she knew all the details, she was Spencer after all.

"Spencer," Hanna stopped her, "I think we need to take a break from playing Charlie's Angels, I mean, I don't want to spend another night with the rosewood PD." Hanna tried to explain, referring to her past encounters with them, but apparently Spencer wasn't having any of it. Seeing Officer Garrett finishing up talking to a teacher, running after him.

"And there goes Lucy Lu."

Emily and Hanna silently watched as their friend disappeared behind the corner. Emily leaned up against her locker sighing.

"What is it?" Hanna asked drawing her eyes away from where her friend took off.

"I'm worried about her."

"What do you mean?" Hanna questioned slightly bumping Emily out of the way and reopened her locker, using the mirror to fix her hair.

"She's becoming obsessed, she's stressed out, it's not hard to see." Emily told her, rocking back and forth on her heels.

Hanna stopped what she was doing and looked over at the troubled brunette, "She's scared Em, we all are, we just all deal with it differently."

"I still can't help but worry," Emily explained, stepping to the side of her locker looking at her.

"Yeah well, leave the worrying up to Spencer" Hanna said closing Emily's locker, "She worries enough for everyone."

Spencer ran down the hall after Garrett, the loud clacking of her heels pounding in her hears made her brain pound against her skull a little harder, making the already forming headache worse.

"Garrett," She called down the hallway, "Can I talked to you for a second?"

"Sure," he turned around, confused, "What's up?"

"I know most of the evidence we have on Ian is weak-"

"Weak?" He questioned, cutting her off, "it's none existent." He told her.

"You have to follow up on Hilton Head," she begged, clenching her bag tighter to her chest, "I know he was there, I spoke to the clerk myself."

"I'm waiting for the manager to call me back," He reassured her, "If Ian was there with Alison, I'll find out."

"Thank you," She whispered timidly, turning around and walking down the hall, but was cut short by Garrett calling to her.

"Why would Ian want Ali dead?"

"Because she was going to tell Melissa about their affair," she told him bluntly, the shocked look on Garrett's face was enough to make her turn around and walk away, saying nothing.

Spencer didn't stop walking until she got to her locker, if he wanted proof, she would get him some, tonight.

Tonight.

Tonight she was going to visit Toby, and that made her slightly nervous. Under normal circumstances it would be because he knew her secret, all their secret, she was scared of what he would do, what he could do, how if she made one wrong move against him the beans would be spilled, and her life and reputation would be shattered, but now it was different.

She was axious for a different reason, instead of the fear the struck her when he walked into the room her heart skipped a beat, instead of the racking of her body from the anxiety when he looked at her with those eyes her hands became sweaty, and when he talked instead of that feeling of wanting to run away and hide, it was replaced with a sense of calm.

She couldn't explain these feelings, she was bewildered and her head was in scrambles, but as she thought more and more about it she really didn't mind. So she grabbed her books, closed her locker and made her way to class, a small smile on her face.

Tonight.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or Pretty Little Liars

I don't know what I'm updating this, but I needed a break from writing my essay and to clear my head and this did just the trick. I don't know if anyone is even reading this but since I wrote it I was like, what the hell, I'll post it :)

I hope you enjoy it! More spoby next chappie!