Chapter 2

"Toby never mentioned that Jenna was his step-sister..." Spencer was confused. "Did he just leave that detail out?"

"Maybe he wanted to forget his past with Jenna," Emily shrugged. "Can we not talk about him? The thought of me almost being like a best friend to him freaks me out. He seemed so innocent, but he's so not."

"I'm going to talk to Jenna," Spencer said.

"Spencer, don't... Maybe it's best to just take Ali's word for it and forget about him," Aria shook her head. "He could be dangerous."

"It's always best to give someone a chance," Emily reminded. "If you're going to talk to Toby later, I'd like to come along. If he's innocent, I should really apologize for the way I judged him and could shouldered him without a word."

"What if it's true?" Spencer frowned. "What if the Toby I now know is a psychotic, step-sister blinding, molesting, peeping Tom? Where would Ali even get those stories from?"

"Maybe she saw Toby do a bunch of bad things," Aria said. "Ali wouldn't lie to us for no reason. I think she means it when she says he's dangerous."

"I'm not cutting him off just yet," Spencer shook her head. "I know that I normally jump to conclusions quickly, but I have to give him a chance."

"Are you crushing that badly on him?" Hanna joked. "It's barely been two days, Spence."

Spencer sighed, "I don't like him. I just want to know that he's not the freak Ali says he is."

"I think you need to think this through," Aria said. "Why the hell would Toby take a trip to Cape May for most of the year?"

"His family was going..." Spencer mumbled.

"And if his entire family was going, don't you think his step-sister Jenna Marshall would go with him?" Aria asked.

"I didn't think about it like that," Spencer sighed. "I'm not cutting him off though. There might be something that I don't know! There might be more to the story, Aria. I believe in him. He seems so innocent, and harmless."

"That's how he seemed to me, too," Emily said.

"I'm just going to get to class," Spencer picked up her bag and began walking off.

As Spencer was walking to class, she saw a blind Jenna Marshall. She was using her cane to carefully walk through the halls. She seemed so... fragile. Her dark sunglasses added a mysterious element to her face.

"Jenna," Spencer loudly called her name out.

Jenna turned her head around in different directions, trying to decide which direction the voice was most likely coming from.

"Right side," Spencer told her, understanding her difficulty.

"Spencer Hastings... is that you?" Jenna asked, anger building in her voice.

"Uh yeah, it's me," Spencer nodded, but then she realized that Jenna couldn't see her. "I wanted to ask you something about your step-brother Toby."

"Spencer, get the hell away from me," Jenna snapped. "Did Alison DiLaurentis send you here? Does she want to get me sent to prison, too? Does she want to get me framed and sent to reform school just like she did to my poor brother?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Jenna," Spencer said.

"Of course you don't," Jenna angrily said. "I want you to leave Toby alone, and I want your posse and you to just get away from me. The last time Toby went near one of the bitches in your posse, he ended up getting framed for nothing. He was with me, you bitch! He'd never hurt me! He's not like that!"

"What are you talking about?" Spencer asked, in shock.

"You know what your damn friend Alison DiLaurentis did," Jenna held a fist out. "I don't know why you continue to hang around that bitch after all the crimes she's framed people for. She should have went to reform school."

"Reform school!? What does this have to do with reform school!?" Spencer cried. "I just wanted to know why Toby was gone!"

"So Alison DiLaurentis kept this a secret from you?" Jenna chuckled with an evil tone. "Wouldn't surprise me. She likes keeping secrets... her dirty little secrets."

"What did Ali do?" Spencer asked, intrigued.

"I don't trust you, bitch," Jenna shook her head. "You'd probably run along to Queen Bee Alison and rat me out, like 'Blind-Ass Jenna came and told me your secret! It's time to send that bitch to reform school, just like her step-brother!'"

"Ali accused Toby of so many things today," Spencer said. "I need your help. I want Toby to be innocent. I believe he did nothing wrong."

"This is such a damn set-up," Jenna said. "Alison sent you here, didn't she? Just get your posse and leave."

Jenna was about to walk away, but Spencer grabbed her wrists.

"I want to know what Alison has on Toby!" Spencer cried. "Please tell me!"

"Will you promise to keep this a secret?" Jenna asked.

"Of course! Who would I tell?" Spencer said.

"I don't know. You can tell your posse, but you can't tell the police or anyone else in the school. Or Ali would... spill the secret." Jenna whispered in fear.

"What secret?" Spencer asked.

"I don't want to talk about it right now," Jenna shook her head. "Meet me at The Grille after school today, and we'll talk."

As soon as school ended, Spencer rushed out to the Apple Rose Grille to meet Toby's step-sister Jenna Marshall. She wondered why Jenna hated Alison and their posse so much. What had Spencer ever done to Jenna? She didn't understand how what Alison did could be so bad that Jenna hated everyone who befriended Ali.

Jenna heard someone sitting down. She assumed it was Spencer, but she wanted to clarify. If this was Alison sitting here, words couldn't explain how pissed Jenna would be at Spencer for the lies!

"Spencer, is that you?" Jenna asked.

"It's me, Jenna," Spencer said. "You don't have to worry, I didn't tell anyone I was coming here."

"The secret about Toby and I..." Jenna bit her lip. "We were..."

"Toby hurt you, didn't he?" Spencer asked with a frown.

"No," Jenna said, hurt forming in her words. "I hurt him."

"What!?" Spencer cried. "Why the hell would you do that?"

Jenna sighed, "I lived in another town before I came to Rosewood. Toby and I were dating in that town. We had been together for almost three months when my mother announced that she was getting married to another man. I was a little upset, but I was alright with it... until I found out the identity of the man my mother was seeing and getting married to. It was Mr. Cavanaugh. As soon as the wedding took place, Toby and I agreed that it was best that we no longer see each other, due to the sinning. I was in love with Toby."

"So you hurt him?" Spencer asked. "I'm sorry that you had to break up, but that's no reason to hurt him!"

"I know," Jenna sadly said. "I'm ashamed of it."

"You didn't hurt him physically, did you? Y-you were the one to force yourself-" Spencer began, as everything was making sense.

"Now that you understand my past, shut up!" Jenna hissed. "I know what I did was wrong, okay? And as soon as I found out that Alison DiLaurentis was twisting the story up to get Toby framed, I was going to reveal-"

"What does this have to do with Ali!?" Spencer cried. "Why was she involved?"

Jenna sighed, "It happened a little while prior to Toby leaving."

Flashback mode: activated

"Toby Cavanaugh, you creep! Why the hell are you looking through my window!?"

There was no answer. CeCe Drake turned to Alison.

"What the hell was that?" CeCe asked, adjusting the new top she put on.

"It's some creepy-ass guy bothering me," Alison sighed.

"Boys can't get enough of you, can they, Ali?" CeCe joked.

"Gross, CeCe!" Alison cried. "I have absolutely nothing going on with him. He's a freaky-ass creep. He practically looks through the windows and stalks me. I bet he watches me change. That perv needs to be taught a lesson."

"Are you sure it was even Toby Cavanaugh?" CeCe asked.

"Positive. He does it all the time," Alison said. "Toby Cavanaugh needs to be taught a lesson."

CeCe rolled her eyes, "What the hell are you planning on doing to him, Ali? You need to watch what you do. Some day, your little segments of revenge are going to get you in a shit-load of trouble, you know. Watch your back, Ali."

"God, you sound like freakin' Jason," Alison rolled her eyes. "You've been spending too much time with my ass of a brother."

"Well, of course I am. He's my boyfriend, Ali," CeCe said.

"What?" Ali was shocked. "When did that relationship start?"

"A week ago," CeCe told her. "I like him, he likes me. What's wrong with us?"

"He's my weird brother!" Ali cried. "I bet all he does is watch movies about naked girls. He's a complete ass, CeCe. I can't believe you're dating him. He gets drunk off his ass every weekend with his weird college friends."

"He's hot, though," CeCe smiled. "Have you seen your brother's abs, Ali?"

"I'm not going to turn into a person who has an affair with my sibling... Like Jenna Marshall and Toby Cavanaugh," Alison shook her head in disgust. "I've heard that Toby Cavanaugh forces himself on his younger step-sister Jenna Marshall. What a perv!"

"Whatever. How are you going to teach this Toby guy a lesson?" CeCe asked.

"I have an idea," Alison gave her a little evil grin. "I'll make sure that Toby Cavanaugh knows that he can't keep doing his pervy stuff all day. He needs a life."

"And what's that idea?" CeCe said.

"Just follow me. Are you in?" Ali asked.

"I guess," CeCe shrugged. "Since Jason's busy getting drunk again tonight, I guess I'll help out with this. You sure your idea's not overly dangerous or anything?"

"As long as there's nobody inside the Cavanaugh-Marshall house, I think everyone will go unharmed," Alison said.

Alison and CeCe headed to the Cavanaugh-Marshall house. The lights were off, and it didn't seem like anyone was in there.

"The coast is clear. I can set this little firecracker thingy up in there," Alison grinned. "You have the lighter, CeCe?"

"Yeah..." CeCe bit her lip. "Ali, this doesn't seem like a very smart plan. Somebody might get hurt."

"God, CeCe, you're usually more fun than this!" Alison cried. "Nobody's in there, so nobody will get hurt. It's just a little lesson I'm teaching to a revenge-deserving pervert."

"Be careful when you put this in there," CeCe sighed. "I don't want any serious trouble tonight."

"There won't be," Alison said. "Even if something happens, there's no way I'm getting caught. I'll just think of some way to get out of it. I'm spontaneous like that."

CeCe sighed again and handed Alison the lighter. Alison lit the firecracker.

"Move out of the way, CeCe!" Alison cried.

She made an opening for the firecracker to go in the garage, and she quickly threw it in.

"Run!" Alison screamed.

CeCe and Alison sprinted to the driveway and out to the street. A fire blew.

"Good," Alison grinned. Her smile faded when she heard two screams... A male and a female.

"Ali! Holy crap, what the hell did you do?" CeCe was breathing heavily, in fear and exhaustion.

"We were in this together! Was somebody in there?" Alison asked.

CeCe nodded, "I think so. A male and a female."

"Ugh, was Toby forcing himself on Jenna again?" Alison said in disgust.

"Nobody gives a shit, Ali!" CeCe was panicked. She then heard sirens, and was even more worried. "Great, the ambulance and police are here. You worked us into this mess, so now you better scramble your way out, just like you said you would earlier. Aren't you 'spontaneous like that'? Go figure this out!"

"Toby will take the blame," Alison said.

"Why the hell would he do that?" CeCe asked, rolling her eyes. "You can't convince someone to go to blame. Nobody would take up an offer to be sent to jail or reform school! We're screwed!"

"I have something on him. I'll reveal the truth about Jenna and him," Alison devilishly grinned. "Where is that perv?"

"Probably knocked out," CeCe said. "He was a victim, they'll know that it wasn't him."

"No, he's right there," Alison said. "Look at him, he's fine. He ran out just in time, so Jenna took the fall. He was barely harmed..."

Alison ran to Toby, leaving CeCe behind.

"Hello, Toby," Alison smiled at him.

"What the hell was that?" Toby was breathing heavily. "Why was there a firecracker in my house? My sister and I could have gotten seriously hurt! I know you had something to do with it."

Alison rolled her eyes, "I can't take the blame for something like this. You are."

"What the hell? No!" Toby cried. "Yes, you're taking the blame for this, because you did it! I was a victim of your attack!"

"Not to the cops, you're not," Alison said. "You're taking the blame."

"Why would I do that?" Toby asked angrily.

"Because, I'll reveal the truth about your peeping Tom self and what you did to Jenna to the whole town," Alison threatened. "Try me, Cavanaugh, I'll do it! You know I have the guts to do something like that! So you better step up and rat yourself out."

Toby blinked twice, his face turned to a frown. One small tear fell down from his cheek.

"Cry all you want, you ass," Alison rolled her eyes. "I'll be sure to visit you in prison."

"What did I ever do to you?" Toby asked through a sob.

"Everything," Alison simply answered, and turned away. She quickly walked back to CeCe.

"What did you say to him!?" CeCe cried. "He's crying!"

"He's taking the blame tonight," Alison said. "You don't need to know what I said. Let's just get the hell out of here. The police can't know that we've been in the crime scene, CeCe. We're not taking the fall for this."

"We... We could just tell them it was a mistake," CeCe mumbled.

"We're not telling them anything!" Alison cried.

Alison and CeCe were backing away when they saw a police car. Inside of that police car was Toby Cavanaugh, sitting. He was glaring at Alison as he left. Alison looked to the right, and saw Jenna Marshall sobbing herself to shreds.

"That bitch is probably crying because her sex toy isn't gonna be around anymore," Alison rolled her eyes.

"Can we just get home?" CeCe asked, guilt flowing through her voice. "I don't want to be out here anymore."

"Neither do I," Alison sighed. "Let's leave."