"Why is this upsetting you so much?"
"I - I don't know," Spencer stuttered as she stood up and walked towards the window. She knew the reason, but was too scared of the consequences that would follow if she revealed it. She could trust Emily though. Maybe they could face this together.
She glanced over at Emily and said "I feel like you know me more than I know myself. When you look at me it's as if you're looking straight into my soul. You understand me. You're different from the other girls.."
"Well yea Spence." Emily stood up, ripped the photo, tossed it in her trash can, and continued, "We're both different. We've always been closer with each other than with the other girls. When Alison was still here, the three of them kind of left us in the dust sometimes."
"Yea," Spencer raised her eyebrows slightly, nodded in agreement, and looked down at the floor, "we're the outcasts. I think we see things deeper than the other girls do. But it's more than just that. We sort of.. even each other out. You're the careful, forgiving, sweet one while I'm reckless, pugnacious, and-"
"-full of passion," Emily said, walking over to her and placing a comforting hand on her arm, "you just feel things more intensely than most people."
Spencer couldn't control herself any longer. She lunged forward, grabbed Emily's neck, and kissed her passionately. Feeling Emily's reciprocation, Spencer was in complete ecstasy. There was no way she was stopping now.
As both girls broke for air, reality hit Emily. She tried forming the names "Paige..Toby" but they were hardly audible as Spencer quickly muffled them her with her mouth and began pushing Emily towards the bed.
Reaching the bed quicker than expected, Emily almost fell backwards, but Spencer caught her and eased her down onto it. She crawled on top, straddling Emily, and stared down at those beautiful brown, soul-seeing eyes looking up at her.