Chapter 8-The Black Hoods

**Spencer's POV** Valerie and I said we would go around town trying to see if we could get some information on the 'Black Hoods.' The first person we asked was a short male, about 35. He had a big gray mustache and a deep voice, but I was taller than him, so Valerie stood close to me.
"You have never heard of the Black Hoods? Go to (NOT a real website) to see what they are. They are crazy, and they love to kill. They hate certain people,and they are international. The leader is a girl named CSHAY47. She is the most insane, and to get into the club, you must beat or kill at least one person. Since it is international, the obituaries have been fuller than a full glass of kool-aid!" He then walked away.
"CSHAY47 is Carly's name for email! She's crazy!" exclaimed Valerie. "We better get back tot he house. The Black Hoods could be watching. I guess if we see anyone wearing a black hoodie we should turn around and run." said Valerie. I nodded. "Spencer?" she said with worry. I looked at her with the most honest face I could. I am fine, just thinking were Carly is. "Oh.." she said. Man! She thinks she did something wrong. I know she didn't. I looked at her and she looked down. "Sorry Spencer." she said. CRAP! I feel like SUCH a jerk!
"Oh, Valerie, you didn't do anything." I said.
"I kissed you yesterday, and I know your 3 years older than me, but...well....." She couldn't finish her sentence.
"It's fine! I don't mind. I would of done the same thing!" I said hoping she felt better, but she said nothing. I feel so mean. I shouldn't of acted so, blah! We walked the rest of the way home silent. We walked in the door and Valerie ran up the stairs and closed the door to her room. I made her sad. Freddie and Sam were going on a date tonight, so I know that is the time to make it up, and go on .
____________________________________That Night/Valerie's POV____________________________________________________________________

"Bye Sam! Have fun! Don't forget to look out for black hoods!" I said, hoping she would cancel. I didn't want to face Spencer. He seemed so mad, and even when he was apologizing, he seemed mad. I heard the downstairs door slam, and then I heard Spencer. I turned away from the door hoping he would think I was sleeping. He didn't though. He sat down next to me and simply rubbed my back. I looked at him and hugged him. I really hope he forgives me now.
"Valerie, you never did anything. I was serious. I meant it. I really would of done the same thing. I am serious." he said softly. The more he apologized for leading me on and making me sad, the more I felt better. Finally I looked at him, and he kissed me on the lips. HOLY CRUD! Wow he wasn't joking. He would of gone farther! I just stared at him, then looked down. Do I really want to be with him? Well, he did loose weight and stuff, and he is gentle kind sweet loving and caring, and hot. Yep, I wanna be with him. I kissed him back. I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed it. We heard the door open downstairs, and we heard Freddie call out. Spencer quickly got up, and I did too. I ran downstairs like always, and said hi to Sam, asking for every detail of the date. She told me how every single part of the date was great, and how they did the spaghetti thing where you have a noodle and you eat all the way down until you kiss. It was corny to me, but whatever. If she had fun, I don't care. She asked me what Spencer and I did, because she knows I love him, and I hesitated, but I decided to tell her. "Spencer and I, well we kissed." She opened her mouth super wide and didn't respond.
'Wow Valerie, you must really like Spencer, to go that far! Congratulations!" she said with a smile. She said it like he was a prize, and he is.
"Congrats with you and Freddie too. I know you have liked him for 2 years before you got with him, so it is a huge success." We hugged and ran downstairs, because someone was knocking. Sam peeped through the door hole and saw the mailman. She opened the door and he automatically starting talking.
"FROM THE BLACK HOODS. GET OUT OFF NEW YORK AND RETURN TO SEATTLE. YOU HAVE A FEW MONTHS. IF I COME HERE A THIRD TIME, YOU WILL BE KILLED." He slammed the door and left. We told the boys the story, and they didn't even freak out. It seemed of it to freak out. To tell you the truth, I didn't freak out. Then Spencer said something that made me really mad.
"You girls are so weak and over sensitive. We could take of her like this, so do not even worry." He then went back to using the computer. Sam and I are anything from weak! "Excuse me? Sam is ABSOLUTELY anything but weak! I am far from weak too. I got some muscle." I said.
"Then why were you staying SO close to me when we were trying to find out who the black hoods are? If you are so strong, do it by yourself!" I ran out the room and went into ours. How embarrassing... did he have to go that far? I mean that really wasn't necessary. Anyways, all girls are not over sensitive or weak! He is such a jerk, and a sexist. Sam walks in and plops down next to me.
"First thing Val, I just beat Spencer up. Second thing, he is just stressed out about everything and took it wrongly, and..." I didn't care he went too far. "FREDDIE DOESN'T KNOW I LIKE HIM! I MEAN, IT IS SLIGHTLY A SECRET, KNOWING THE FACT THAT YOU DIDN'T KNOW FOR A LONG TIME MAKES A DIFFERENCE!" I said yelling. "Thanks for beating him up though." I said. I laid on my pillow. He went way too far.

**A little bit of angst huh? Will Spencer ever be that much of a jerk again? Will Valerie ever forgive him? Will these endless corny questions end? Find out in the next chapter in the sequel Return To Seattle. =]**