authors note: I posted this yesterday, and im glad you guys enjoyed the chapter. So, for the story, I decided you guys won't be able to see Spencer's POV until a few chapters in? I'm dying to write that, and I hope I'll make it great.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars.

Toby's POV

My breath hitched as I stared at the four figures in front of me. Three standing up, and one on the ground.

My heart races at the scene in front of me. "S-Sorry, I um, didn't mean to..." I trailed off.

The figures stare at me, not a word coming out of their mouths. They only rush over to the fallen girl I've hit, and I can see she's fine, though she's clutching her head.

"Ow, ow, ow...Aria, quit poking me. I'm not dying," the girl whines.

The girl, Aria, exclaims, "But you might be! That kid knocked you down!" Just for good measure, she waves her arms frantically around.

"Will you shut your mouth already?" the blonde girl says.

The fourth girl, who's been awfully quiet speaks up. "Are you okay?" She turns to me.

I stood there, my face probably showing a mix of shock and guilt. I try to answer, but my mouth is dry, and it comes out as "Uh, gah, mmh."

That's when the truth about me hits them. "Oh my god...Spencer, Emily, Hanna! That's Toby Cavanaugh!"

They scream, and I groan. Of course, every single girl has done this, or something similar to this, all including running away from me.

Hanna steps forward. "You," she points her finger straight at my chest, "will stay the hell away from us, got that freak?"

I start to walk past her, but my hand accidently brushes against her...butt. She jumps up in alarm, the look of shock changing into anger.

"You perv! You're sick you know that?" Hanna slaps me across the cheek, then her and the rest of the girls storm off.

I can hear the distinct mumbling of "Aria, haven't you heard? He raped her."

Let me explain a little bit about this school and it social groups. There are the preppy girls, nerds, outcasts, jocks and athletes, cool kids, and average people. Nowhere in those groups would you find those four girls.

They were the ultimate queen bees. Head of the school, and the biggest bitches ever known to humankind. They were like a whole different species.

The four girls were Aria, Hanna, Emily, and Spencer.

Aria Montgometry is artsy girl of the group. She was cruel and mean sometimes, but clueless at others. She was pretty, with her smooth black hair, brown eyes, and the weird but cute outfits that apparently defined her presence in the world.

Hanna Marin was the well...bitchy fashionista of the group. Her golden blonde hair glowed, her skinny physique and slutty looking outfits made boys drool. Her cruelness towards others is more forceful than most, because of being bullied throughout junior high.

Emily Fields, the nicer girl of the group. She was kinder and nicer to Toby than anyone else had been. Though she had been influenced by her friends creating a mean person as well. She was a state ranked swimmer, and was also pretty too.

And lastly, the worst of all, was Spencer Hastings. She was cruel, mean, vicious and ruthless. If someone got in her way, she would lie, blackmail, and force the person to listen to her. But she was also gorgeous. She had shiny brown locks, creamy skin, sparkling brown eyes, and legs that went on forever.

Together, they had for,ed a group nicknamed by kids as "The Liars" because they were known often for being deceitful, even to each other.

I shook the thought out of my head, picking up the papers and books on the tiled floor.

Stepping into my History Class, Miss Blakemore was writing on the board about "The Battle of 1812".

I shifted from foot to foot, unsure of what to do. If I snuck in class now, I might not get caught for being late for the fifth time, so I wouldn't get another detention scrubbing toilets and picking gum off of desks. But Miss Blakemore might notice anyway, and I'd get detention and a public lecture.

I went with option number one, because she wasn't that observant. I crouched low, masking my footsteps with coughs, tapping on desks, and the overall noise ofchalk screeching across the board.

Slipping into my seat, I sighed in relief. Miss Blakemore rambled on and on about the 1800's and how important this century was for America. She turned, glancing at me for a moment, but shrugged it off and passed papers out on our desks.

I studied the paper. At the top, it read the two words I hated most in school. "Pop Quiz".

After class, I decided to go and visit Caleb, to see how he was doing. I had thought hard about what I would say to Caleb when he woke up, since it was all my fault he got hurt in the first place.

Gripping the strap of my backpack, I pushed open the door to the nurse's room. "Listen Caleb, I'm really sorry that I-" I froze.

Instead of Caleb lying down on the rusty metal bed, there was a girl. I could see the back of her head, her hair flowing down her back.

I ducked into the small bathroom, peeking through a crack.

"I-...No, I won't be entering this year. I just don't think that's what I want to do anymore."

The girl's voice...it sounded so familiar.

Nurse Rose bandaged the girl's wrist. "Oh, well, just let me know if you've changed your mind. My husband finds you a delight you know."

She patted the girl's back gently, as to comfort her, but instead the girl winced in pain.

"Do you have a cut dear?"

I could vaguely see the girl nod, and mumbles of "Ow" were heard.

I couldn't believe what Nurse Rose said next. "Here, let me have a look."

Nurse Rose stood up, locking the door shut.

The girl fidgeted slightly, then lifted her shirt up. I wanted to look away, but my eyes couldn't seem to peel away from the scene in front of me. My hormones were in overdrive.

Nurse Rose studied her closely. "Hmm...it seems you have a burn, probably from friction."

I felt myself give into my hormones, blood suddenly rushing to lower regions. I panicked. Stumbling backwards, my foot slipped, hitting the metal trashcan. Waste spilled out, covering the floor.

The noise alerted the two outside, and I almost jumped in fright.

"W-What was that?"

Footsteps came closer to the door, their voices sounded mumbled and scared.

I backed away from the doorknob.

Slowly, it turned...

authors note: And thats all for this chapter folks. Ending on a cliffhanger...who do you think the girl outside was? And how will poor Toby ever escape?

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