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Chapter 3

Stand Me Up

"You have a date!" Hanna exclaimed, jumping for joy. "I knew it when I saw you two—I just KNEW you had a wittle crush on the construction boy! Now you're going out with him this Friday!"
Spencer chuckled bitterly and said, "See, this is why I don't tell you stuff, Han. Besides, it's just a first date. It doesn't mean anything."
"What if it goes super well?" Hanna asked, grinning brightly. "What if it turns into a serious love story and you two become soul mates?"
"Yeah, I doubt that," Spencer said, shaking her head. "It's just one date! It doesn't mean anything. I never said I liked him, I was just giving him a chance. It's just dating around."
"So, you're implying that you want to be a slut?" Hanna asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"What?" Spencer cried. "No, Hanna! Sluts have lots of sex! I just said that I'm just going on one date with him. It's not serious."
"I went on one date with Caleb, and then I fell in love with him so quickly," Hanna gushed. "Then we screwed in your lake house."
"Jeez, Han, you don't have to remind me," Spencer said, shivering. "Emily accidentally dropped that bomb that a little blonde someone and her hacker boyfriend had been fraternizing on my nana's precious couch."
"Maybe you could take your boy there and make some memories on that couch yourself!" Hanna exclaimed.
"Not after what you did with Caleb there," Spencer said, laughing bitterly.
"Oh, so if Caleb and I didn't screw there, you would have sex with Toby in the lake house?" Hanna asked.
"No, I didn't say that," Spencer said, rolling her eyes. "What's with all the assumptions?"
"You implied it. And assuming things... that's my job!" Hanna exclaimed, grinning. "I'm going to make that boy undress you with his eyes when he first sees you."
"I think going dressed as myself will be good enough," Spencer said.
"No, no it won't!" Hanna cried. "Come on, Spence, let me dress you for the date. I'll make sure you look good."
"Fine," Spencer said, giving in.
"Yay!" Hanna exclaimed, running over to her friend's closet.

It was finally Friday, the day of the date. Hanna kept sending Spencer texts on how to act during the date. The brunette chuckled and stuffed her phone into her purse. She smiled, looking down at her outfit. She really did feel pretty. Hanna had a good sense of style. The brunette waited outside of the Rosewood Movie Theater for quite a while. She glanced down at her phone. It was already past the time they were supposed to meet. Maybe he meant next Friday? She took her phone out again and called Toby, but he didn't pick up. She groaned and shoved her phone into her purse again. She was pissed.

"What do you want from me!?" Toby yelled, stepping away from the brown haired girl.
Her green eyes pierced into Toby's soul.
"You're dressed cute, big brother," she said, laughing bitterly. "Going somewhere? Not anymore."
"I'm going on a date with a girl that I really do like!" Toby yelled. "Get out of my way, I'm already like an hour late thanks to you, Jenna!"
"What?" Jenna cried. "You're going on a date with somebody! I didn't say you could."
"And I don't need your permission to take a girl I like out," Toby snapped.
"You're not going anywhere with her," Jenna said, smirking.
She looped her arms around her step brother's neck.
"Jenna..." he hissed. "This is awful and wrong. Stop it!"
"No," she said, shaking her head. "You've been a bad boy."
"I need to leave!" Toby yelled. "Jenna, let me go!"

That was it. She knew Toby wasn't coming. It had been way too long. She had been stood up. She pulled her phone out and called Hanna.

"Hey Han, it wasn't a fantasy date like you said," Spencer told her friend, trying not to whimper. "Could you please just pick me up? I think he stood me up."