"How were tryouts Em? My mom said before cutting into her steak.

"It was good I guess, the coach talked to me one on one."

"That's fantastic! What else did you do today?"

"I signed up for reading buddies." I said with a smile.

"But you hate kids." My mom said with a chuckle.

"No mom, only the bratty ones." I replied back.

After dinner I headed up to my room, trying to make up my mind on whether or not to call Maya.

I decided it was for the best if I waited a day or two, even though I could use all the friends I can get now. I was headed back downstairs when the doorbell rang. I looked at my mom instantly, she was gesturing for me to open it but I was already retreating to the living room.

"Hello."

"Hi, sorry to bother you but we're the Hastings. Welcome to the neighborhood."

I was trying to sneak back up to my room but of course my mom saw me and made me say "hi" to the neighbors.

"Thank you! This is my daughter Emily."

I gave a simple wave and tried escaping. But mom already had her hand gripped on my shirt.

"Would you like to come in?" My mother asked.

"Only if it's no trouble." The woman smiled back.

I looked up for a split second, both were wearing business suits. The woman's hair cut in a bob, and the mans hair slightly shaggy. I moved to the side so our "guests" could enter.

"Oh. sorry one second." The man said quickly going back out the door.

I shifted out of my moms grip and gave her a little smirk as I went into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl of cereal and making my way back upstairs. After a couple of minutes he returned knocking on the door. I knew I would have to answer being the closet.

"These are my daughters, Melissa, and Spencer." He said with the biggest smile on his face.

"Emily?"

I looked up from my bowl and almost spat out all of my milk. It was Spencer Hastings. Oh my god of course! I should have known. "We're the Hastings."

"Emily, I didn't know you already made some friends!" My mom said.

I stood there with a deer in the headlights expression. Spencer Hastings was at my house, with her family, looking so formal. Here I was wearing a tank and shorts, with Adventure Time slippers.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Emily's mom. You can call me Pam." She said while shaking Spencer's hand.

"Pleasure is all mine miss, I'm in Emily's first period class, and she recently joined the reading buddies program with me." Spencer replied with that gorgeous smile of hers.

"Oh! So that's why you joined reading buddies Emily." My mom said with a wink.

I didn't know what was more embarrassing, the fact my mother was making gay remarks to me, that I could feel the blood rushing up to my cheeks, or the fact I've stared at Spencer so long that milk was dripping down my chin. I ran straight up to my room, almost dropping my bowl.

"I'm sorry, Emily is a little shy. Especially around such a beautiful family."

I heard laughter through the door and sank down on to the floor. My room was a mess, mY hair was even worst, and I know for a fact that I stank cause I still haven't taken my shower.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself.

I started throwing everything into the closet and under the bed.

"Hello?"

I kicked another pair of shorts under the bed before turning around.

"Oh, hey Spencer."

"Your mom asked if I could check up on you."

"Cool." I said while looking everywhere but at her.

"So." She said with a long pause. "I guess we're new neighbours."

"Yeah I guess." I replied rubbing the back of my neck.

"Hey I love your flag! Where'd you get it?"

"Um, Pride parade two years ago."

"Hey! I support the LGBTQ community too!"

I laughed while Spencer gave me a confused look.

"No, I AM apart of the LGBTQ community Spencer."

She ducked her head giggling to herself. "Sorry, I just never thought you were apart of it. But hey! It's all good."

"Wanna sit?" I asked Spencer, patting a space beside me on the bed.

She sat right next to me. She smelt so damn good. I could feel the hairs on my neck rising.

"So tell me about yourself Spencer."

"Let's see, I'm the youngest daughter. I've lived in rosewood all my life, I'm an over achiever plus a control freak, and that's probably why none of the guys at school give me the time of day."

"They're stupid cause you're gorgeous." I said nudging her a little.

"Thank you." She replied back with her winning Hastings smile. "Tell me about yourself."

"We moved here a couple of days ago. My dad died over seas, I have no friends, and I'm in need of a shower."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay really, it affected my mom more than me."

"Hey! I thought we were friends."

"We are?"

"Well yeah, I like you, and you're pretty cool so why not."

"Spencer! Time to go!"

"Okay one second!" She yelled back. "Here's my number."

She started to scribble it on my arm, but stopped noticing there was already a number on there.

"Ou, who's Maya?" She asked winking and raising her brow at me.

"Oh just some girl I met today."

"Dammit Emily, school started two days ago and you're already picking up chicks."

I laughed and Spencer wrote down her number on my other arm. I walked her down the stairs to the rest of her family.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Melissa said to my Mother.

"Feel free to come back anytime! Especially you Spencer, maybe you and little Emmy can have sleepovers."

"Mom!" I said sternly.

She just laughed and Spencer smiled.

"I would love too Mrs. Fields."

The Hastings made their way out the door and hoPped into their car, honking before driving off.

"They were lovely, don't you think Em."

"Sure mom."

"Well, we both should get to bed. I'm going to start working tomorrow!"

"What?!"

"Yes I found a job sweetie. At the Rosewood Police Department."

"That's great mom!"

I wrapped her in a hug.

"Dad would be proud." I whispered.

"Thank you Emily."

We both walked up the stairs and went to our separate rooms. I grabbed my phone and texted Spencer.

Em Can we agree to never mention that nickname EVER?!

Unknown: What nickname little emmy? .

Em: Whatever CONTROL FREAK

Unknown: Eh, I've been called worst ahaha. Good night... Lady Killer;)

Em: Ou that one's new!

Unknown: That's your new contact name.

Em: Control Freak is now yours

Control Freak: Oh whatever! Night!

Em: Goodnight!

I could definitely get used to lady-killer.