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On the third day of school, Spencer had expected students and teachers still trying to get to know each other. Just like in middle school. Now she had understood what Charlotte had meant when she said that high school 'was no joke'. She walked into English class and found out that she had an assigned seat. Second row, third seat. In the middle of a boy named Toby Cavanaugh and sister.
Jenna Cavanaugh was her name. She had brown hair, green eyes, and a sweet smile. A freshmen, obviously. Spencer had to admit, she was kind of cute.
The blonde watched as Jenna trudged through her backpack for something. It took the girl about twenty seconds to find what she was actually looking for: a book named Of Mice and Men.
"Stop doing that." the girl whispered, catching a look at Spencer before opening her book and flipping for the page she was on. Spencer watched as the girl's bookmark hit the desk.
Her eyes fell onto Jenna's eyes and gave her an innocent smile. "Doing what?"
The brunette laughed softly and shook her head, "Why were you staring at me?"
"I wasn't."
"But I saw you."
"Well you saw wrong."
"No."
"Yeah."
The two girls broke into small laughs. Jenna shook her head once more, "I know I'm not crazy. You were staring at me." Spencer shook her head. Jenna narrowed her eyes at the blonde, "Aren't you on the swim team?"
The blonde rested her elbows on her desk and smiled softly, "Yep. Today is my first real practice, why?"
Jenna's eyes widened. "You're the freshmen who lashed out on Paige." She whispered in realization and closed her book. "Oh my gosh!"
"Jenna, do you maybe want to share what's so surprise worthy over there? You and Spencer?" Ms. Fields called out with a very irritated look on her face.
Spencer spoke quickly before Jenna could,"It was my fault Ca— I mean, Ms. Fields." She looked on as Carolyn's eyes widened. "I'm sorry." The blonde shot the teacher an apologetic look.
The teacher nodded stifly, "Okay now class, raise your hand if you hadn't gotten a copy of the book we are about to read today." She held up the same book that Jenna had pulled out of her backpack. Spencer raised her hand.
Ms. Fields walked over to Spencer's row and told a boy to pass it back. After about five seconds, the blonde had finally received the book.
She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned towards Jenna. The brunette mouthed a 'thank you' to Spencer and the girl nodded with a smile on her face. "Hey," she whispered and made sure Carolyn wasn't looking. "Do you want to have lunch with my friends and I today? I'm sure they'll be happy to have you."
Jenna nodded excitedly. "But as long as my brother can come also. He has a hard time making friends right now."
"Why?"
The brunette's face fell as she looked over to how her brother was asleep at his desk. She leaned over to Spencer. "He lost his best friend about a month ago. They were so close. Like inseparable, then all of a sudden. Poof. He's gone and poor Toby's a wreck. He hasn't eaten in three days."
Spencer's heart stopped. "Has he . . . does he have any nightmares?"
"All the time." She passed Spencer a bookmark, "I have to sleep with him at night to make sure he doesn't have any anxiety attacks."
Spencer faced forward. Toby and her were going through the same problems. They both had lost someone very important to them. Of course he could sit with her and Emily.
Maybe he was feeling guilty too. Or maybe he was seeing a shrink every Monday too. Maybe his hair wasn't even that color.
She glanced over at Toby with a soft frown on her face. She wanted to help him. She really did.
"Spencer, maybe you could start us off." Carolyn called out, "Read pages one, two, and three for me."
The blonde rolled her eyes playfully at the teacher, "Why are you just picking on me today?" She bit her lip to keep from laughing and Ms. Fields shook her head with a smile on her face.
"Just read, Spencer."
Spencer glanced at Jenna with a smile on her face and the brunette shrugged her shoulders. Jenna leaned over to the person next to her and whispered something to them with a smile.
The blonde then redirected her attention back to the book and began reading.
Lunch.
"Your sister was being a total bee word today." Spencer picked a seat beside Emily and dropped her lunch tray. "Did you get to talk to her?"
Emily sighed and used her fork to poke holes in her salad. "Unfortunately. Yes."
"And how did that work out for you?"
The senior laughed softly and looked up at Spencer then back at her salad. "It was rough. She told me next time I decided to spend the night at your house, let her or my mom know. Then she started about how I was going to get you into trouble or something like that . . . you have your own mind, don't you? I can't tell you what to do."
The freshmen grabbed the older girl's face with both hands and turned her head towards her, their eyes absorbing one another's. "I want to do this. You're not making me to do anything."
"Are we interrupting something?"
Spencer and Emily looked to see Mona, Phoebe, and Sara standing near their table. The freshmen pulled away from her crush with a smile, her cheeks fiery. "Hey ladies." she whispered. "Emily told me that you guys were looking for me yesterday?"
The three girls nodded and joined the other two girls at the table. Only two seats left. Where are they? Spencer thought to herself.
"We wanted to sit with you." Phoebe smiled excitedly. "We think you guys are super cool."
Emily scoffed. "Since when? Last year, you didn't even want to be in the same classroom with me when I came out." The girl muttered to Mona and her clan.
Mona waved her hand towards Emily and let out a small, nervous laugh. "That was so long ago, Emmy."
"It doesn't matter, Mona." Spencer commented, her lips pursing together. She looked over to Sara and Phoebe. "Were these two apart of the shun crew last year too Emily?"
Sara and Phoebe shook their heads viciously, "We didn't even know Mona last year in that way." Phoebe pushed her glasses up on her face. "We just took classes with her."
The swim captain shrugged. "They were like the nerdy ones last year. I'm even surprised they were at McCullers' party."
Sara nodded and Spencer chuckled. "Uh, well. This is now a table for the outcast . . . goodbye Mona."
The small girl's mouth went ajar, "Wh- What? I said I was sorry."
The swim captain grabbed the freshmen's hand under the table and squeezed it gently, "But you're not an outcast." Emily said, using her other hand to wave at the girl.
Mona stood up and grabbed her lunch tray. She shook her head slowly at the freshmen. Spencer shrugged.
"Bye Mona." Sara whispered, avoiding eye contact. "See you on the grass."
Mona stomped away. And as she was stomping away, Jenna and Toby were shyly approaching. Spencer smiled lightly, letting go of Emily's hand and standing up to greet the girl and boy.
"You made it." Emily's eyebrows furrowed just a little. She watched as Spencer extended her arms to the brunette and giving her a tight hug. "Hey Toby." Spencer said slowly.
Toby averted his blue eyes towards the ground. "Hey." He mumbled.
The lanky blonde redirected her attention back to the three girls at the table, "Guys this is Jenna and her brother, Toby. They will also be joining us from now on."
"Wow Spence," Emily smiled weakly. "You're just filling our table, huh?"
The girl shrugged. "I mean, Jenna's a cool girl and her brother . . . I would like to get to know him a little better." She smiled at the boy as his eyes rose just a little to meet Spencer's eyes. "Have a seat."
Jenna took a seat in the middle of Sara and Emily. Toby took a seat between Spencer and Phoebe.
The swim captain leaned into her crush, "I'm gonna go."
Before the lissome blonde could respond, her crush was already getting up and heading straight for the cafeteria door. Spencer crinkled her eyebrows at the girl's strange behavior. She had wondered what was wrong with her.
"Hold on," she mumbled to Jenna and the others while getting out of her seat. "You four get know each other and I'll come back and we will all share something about each other, okay?" She looked at the confused faces, but watched as they all, including Toby, nodded their heads.
She turned and began running after the swim captain, her thick blonde hair cascading down the front of her face sometimes. Once she had made it outside, she caught sight of Emily sitting by herself at a table.
The freshmen walked slowly over to her crush, her breathing slowing. Her hand landed on the older girl's shoulder. Emily didn't even flinch or turn around to see whom it was that tapped her.
"Are you okay?" Spencer asked. She took a seat so that she was now face to face with Emily. "Did I do something wrong?" she whispered so others wouldn't here.
The brunette raised her head so that her eye's connected with the younger girl's. She sighed. "I just . . . I don't want anyone to steal you away from me. Like, you're already making friends and me . . . I don't have any. I just want you."
Spencer's breath caught in her throat at her crush's comment. She wants me. The blonde thought to herself. Me. Her heart pumped inside of her chest, the butterflies swarmed in the center of her belly. Let's face it: Spencer was about to puke happiness.
Emily wanted her.
"Before I get too happy, does that have a double meaning?" Spencer's question made the twelfth grader burst into laughter.
Instead of answering the question, Emily snaked her hand behind Spencer's neck and pulled her into a quick kiss.
The younger girl smiled. "So . . .?
"Yes, it does." Kiss. "Have a double meaning." Emily eyed the girl. "Are you excited?"
"Very."
The brunette rolled her eyes and grabbed her crush's hand, "Come on. Let's see what Phoebe and the others are doing."
Spencer and Jenna were sitting in Jenna's living room reading the rest of Of Mice and Men together. The teacher had told them to not go beyond the third section but those two couldn't help themselves.
After her swim practice, Spencer had told her crush to drop her off at Jenna's house. When she got done convincing Emily that she was the only girl she had her eyes on right now, the swim captain had finally given up and dropped the girl off in front of Jenna's house.
Emily had told Spencer to call her when they were done doing whatever they were doing so she could pick her up.
"OhmygoshSpencerdidyoureachpageonehundredyet!" Jenna screamed excitedly. "Shit is about to get real, Spencer. It's about to get real."
The blonde laughed at the girl's reaction and closed her book. "I'm actually done," she placed her hands on the brunette's shoulders. "Calm down. Just keep reading . . . like right now."
Jenna took a breath and looked down at the book again. "Watch TV while I finish. I don't want you giving anything away."
"Can I go talk to Toby?"
The brunette girl scoffed, her eyes still roaming over the words of the book, "You can try, I guess. His room is upstairs by the bathroom, which is on the left side."
Spencer nodded her head and stood up from the couch. She walked slowly up the stairs, immediately sighting a room where the door was halfway open. The girl had assumed it was Toby's and quietly made her way towards the room.
Spencer knocked gently on the door, the door swinging open slowly. Toby's figure came into view, his head perking up towards the door. She smiled at the boy as she saw he was reading Of Mice and Men also.
"You're trying to get ahead too, huh?" she spoke, her voice quivering out of nervousness. "It has a really bad ending."
Toby narrowed his eyes at the blonde, "I actually thought the ending was great." he closed the book and sat it at the edge of his bed. "This is my fifth time reading it."
Spencer nodded her head slowly, "Cool . . . why do you think the ending was great?"
"At first I didn't think it was a good ending, but reading it again now, I see that not everyone deserved a happy ending. George thought Lennie died happily when in reality, Lennie is just mad at him for killing him . . . he's furious. This book totally described a great friendship from beginning to end."
The blonde was surprised by the boy's sudden urge to describe the meaning of the book. She gave him a tight lipped smile.
"Ohmygosh!" a voice shouted from downstairs. "Spencer!"
Spencer tossed Toby an apologetic look and turned towards the sound. "And the scream calls."
Toby hummed and nodded his head. "She has reached the ending of Of Mice and Men. I know my sister . . . be prepared for Niagara Falls when you go downstairs."
The blonde laughed softly and nodded her head, "Are you coming downstairs anytime soon? I mean, I don't know about Jenna, but I would like to hang out with you more."
"Is that why you invited me to sit with you and all those other girls at lunch?" Spencer nodded and Toby unfolded his hands and used them to grip the end of his bed. "Well no thank you. I'd rather not make friends with my sister's friends."
The girl smiled at the boy. "And why is that? Do you think something is wrong with being friends with your sister's friends?"
The boy looked at the girl. "Yes. Yes I do. Don't you think so?"
"Not at all." Spencer chuckled and glanced around the boy's room. "Eminem?" she asked, her eyes examining the huge Eminem poster that was blocking the only window in the room. "I like Eminem."
Toby glanced at the poster and back at the blonde, "My parents think he's rude."
"He is." Spencer crossed her arms over her chest. "That's what makes him awesome. He doesn't give an ess about anything."
"Ess?" the boy let out a small laughter and stood up from the bed. "Really?"
The freshman smacked her teeth, "It's a loophole that my friend and I came up with when we were little. I actually thought it was pretty clever for a bunch of six year olds."
"Why not just say shit?"
"Shit." the girl smiled. "There I said it."
"How could George do that to Lennie?" Jenna screamed from downstairs. "He was innocent I tell you, innocent!" Pause. "Get down here right now, Spencer. This is some baloney."
Spencer and Toby shared little puddles of laughter. "Okay, I'm gonna go now." she spoke softly. She bit her lip nervously, "I'll see you . . ."
Toby nodded his head and finished her sentence. "Tomorrow in English. No more lunch sits."
"Why not?" Spencer asked, but no answer. "Okay, how about we play rock-paper-scissors? If I win, you have to sit at our table during lunch and if you win, you can sit anywhere you want."
Toby narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face. "Deal." he walked towards the blonde and shook her hand. "No cheating, Spencer."
Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot!
"Yes!"
"Dang it."
Spencer threw her hands up in triumph as she backed out of the boy's room. Toby shook his head shamefully, but had a huge grin on his face, almost like he wanted to laugh.
The blonde flipped her hair to one side. "See you tomorrow, Toby." And without giving the boy a second glance, she turned on her heel and headed downstairs with a proud smile on her face.
Jenna was already glaring at her with her lips puckered in a pout. Her eyes were watery as she still had the book open to the second to last page. "What the hell was this ending though?" Spencer laughed and sat next to the girl. She then pulled her into a tight side hug.
"It's okay, Hun." she bit her lip to keep from laughing. "If it makes you feel any better, I didn't think the ending was too great either."
Jenna shook her head. "Nope."
"It didn't work?"
"No, Spencer. It didn't."
Both girls started laughing, but it was quickly interrupted as Spencer's phone started ringing. Or buzzing. She pulled her phone from her back pocket and read the caller ID. Em.
She quickly broke the hug with Jenna and pressed the answer button. "Hey Emily. What's up?"
"Why didn't you text me?"
"You told me to call you when I was ready."
"And you aren't?"
"Not yet, no." Spencer held her finger up, gesturing for Jenna to give her a minute. The blonde quickly ran into the downstairs bathroom. "Is everything okay, Emily?"
She heard a sigh coming from the other end of the line. "Emily, what did I do?"
"Nothing Spence, you didn't do anything. I'm just . . . I don't know. I'm sorry."
"Do you need me?"
"Yeah. I do."
"Okay then, yeah. You can come get me right now." Spencer ran her fingers through her hair. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine . . . are you sure you want me to come get you right now? I mean, I can wait."
"No. No it's fine. You can come now."
"Okay . . . Spencer?"
"Hm?"
"I like you. Like a lot."
The blonde heart thumped in her chest and the butterflies swarmed in her stomach again. "I like you too, Em."
"A lot?"
"A lot." the blonde smiled. Hearing Emily's voice soothing down made her heart skip a beat. "A lot, a lot. You have no idea."
Emily released a dreamy sigh, "I'll be by soon okay? Remember: full practice tomorrow. Not half."
"Aye aye captain."
"Bye Spencer."
"See you soon Emily."
When she heard the other end of the phone go blank, the freshmen sighed happily to herself and blacked out her phone. She then opened the door to the bathroom and walked back into the living room with Jenna, plopping down next to the brunette.
Jenna gave her a comical look, "What are you smiling about?"
Spencer looked at Jenna and sighed once more. She picked up her book and shrugged her shoulders. "Emily is coming to pick me up in a little bit."
"That it?" Spencer nodded and Jenna broke into a small laugh. "Wow Spencer, how long have you two known each other?"
The blonde pursed her lips, "Three days, maybe. Why?"
The brunette faced her friend, "You like her already?"
A huge smile broke out on Spencer's face, "She's a really cool girl . . . and she's pretty, athletic, sensitive . . . she's perfect."
"Nobody's perfect." Jenna said in a melodic tone.
"No please no." The lissome blonde laughed joyfully as she pushed her friend's shoulder lightly. "That was unexpected."
The brunette propped her feet across Spencer's lap and rested her head on the arm rest. "Well you don't fully know me yet . . . how do you know what's expected and unexpected?"
"Because you don't seem like the type of person to watch Hannah Montana, or even Disney Channel for that matter." Spencer crossed her arms over her chest.
Jenna rolled her eyes. "I don't . . . Toby does. He sleeps with his TV blasted on that channel every single effing night. I could hear it all the way from my room."
"It's not like it's that far. The distances from you and Toby's room, I mean." Spencer teased, glancing at Jenna to gauge her reaction.
The girl watched as her friend rolled her eyes. "Either way, he's too old to be watching Disney Channel."
"You're never too old for Disney Channel."
"Stop defending him, Spencer!" Jenna laughed. "You're supposed to be agreeing with me."
Spencer let out a small giggle. "And why should I be on your side exactly?"
"Because you're my friend." the brunette teased with a smile on her face. "Not his."
"Why can't I be both you of you guys' friend?"
Jenna tossed the blonde a look. "Why do you keep asking me questions like that?"
Spencer shrugged her shoulders, "I'm just trying to figure out your brain process, that's all. It is so . . . I don't know, eighties."
Spencer took the time to observe the brunette; from her green eyes to her curly brown hair, and all over her creamy white flesh. The girl's face was very clear, almost as clear as water. No blemishes. Well, unless it was hidden by make-up.
"How so?"
The blonde hunched her shoulders and puffed her cheeks before speaking. "Uh, I don't know. It's that statement you just said. 'you're my friend, not his.'. You're saying that like we can't all be friends . . . like he has some kind of disease or something."
Before Jenna could respond to the Spencer's sentence, there was a soft knock at the door. The brunette hopped onto her feet and walked quickly towards the door.
There was another knock at the door. Jenna swung the door open and a huge smile appeared on her face. "Spencer, your jock girlfriend is here."
Both Emily and Spencer's cheeks reddened with embarrassment. "Jenna, she's not my girlfriend." she stood from her seat and walked towards the kitchen, grabbing her backpack off the counter and stuffing her book into her backpack. Spencer joined the two girls at the door, avoiding eye contact with Emily.
As much as she wanted her to be.
Emily's face fell slowly as she crinkled her eyebrows at the freshmen, but decided not to say anything.
"But I saw you two kissing earlier today . . . in the natatorium and during lunch." Jenna reminded Spencer with a teasing smile. "Unless that was just for show."
Spencer shrugged her shoulders. "I mean, we like each other. But that's it for right now." she mumbled under her breath, but loud enough for Jenna could hear and kept her eyes glued to the floor.
"Emily's face says otherwise." Jenna said slowly. "I'll see you two tomorrow at school." she pushed Spencer into Emily so that both girls were out of her house. "Bye ladies."
Spencer slugged her bag on her shoulder and looked shyly at Emily to see obvious hurt in the girl's eyes. She decided not to speak on behalf of that and just changed the subject. "Come on." she whispered, nodding her head towards the car.
The senior obeyed the girl and walked quickly to her car, leaving Spencer behind. Emily opened the passenger's side for the blonde and walked to her side, hopping in and buckling her seatbelt.
"What did I say?" Spencer tried to sound innocent, but her voice wasn't cooperating. She slid into the car and released a loud sigh when the brunette didn't respond quickly enough. "Don't just ignore my question. I know I said something wrong."
Emily connected her eyes with the girl. "Is that really it for right now, Spence? We just really like each other and kiss . . . and that's it?"
Spencer shut her eyes. "That's not what I meant, okay?" she rested her head against the headrest. The slender blonde opened her eyes and turned her head towards the older girl. "I was just embarrassed. Didn't you see how red my cheeks were?"
"Misused words make wars and heartache, Spence."
"Exactly," Spencer spoke. "I'm such an idiot, aren't I? I'm sorry."
The senior finally turned her head towards Spencer. She reached one of her hands out to cup the girl's cheek, "You're not an idiot." she whispered with a small smile on her face, her eyes connecting with Spencer's. "You're so so beautiful."
The girls cheeks reddened once more for the second time today as she continued to look into her crush's eyes. Her heart fluttering inside her chest. She reached across the arm rest and placed a soft kiss on Emily's lips.
Emily snaked the hand that was resting on Spencer's cheek behind her neck to press harder into the kiss. She enjoyed the feeling of Spencer's lips on hers and Spencer enjoyed the feeling of Emily's lips on hers.
The two girls deepened the kiss, Spencer biting down softly on Emily's bottom lip(just like she had learned in the movies she used to watch with Aria.). This maneuver made the older girl gasp in surprise, her mouth widening.
And the freshmen slid her tongue across Emily's smooth, silky tongue, both girls letting out the pleasurable sounds that were created from the unspeakable amount of pleasure they were receiving from one another.
Emily then used her other hand to pull Spencer into the seat with her, Spencer now straddling her waist. With their lips still entwined, the blonde tangled her fingers into her crush's giving it a rough tug.
"I'm so lucky," the freshmen broke the kiss and whispered, looking into the twelfth grader's eyes. Her fingers massaging Emily's scalp. "Let's go somewhere . . . anywhere but my house."
Emily closed her eyes, the pleasurable ache shooting throughout her core as Spencer continued to massage her scalp. "You have no idea what you're doing to me right now, Spencer Hastings."
The younger girl smirked, continuing to look down at her crush's facial expression. "What am I doing to you?"
Emily placed her hands on Spencer's waist, her fingers slipping under the girl's shirt. This sudden action caused Spencer to gasp at the touch. The swim captain opened her eyes and whispered to the blonde straddling her lap, "You're making me feel things that make me want to just throw you in the backseat of my car and just . . . just-"
"Just what?" Spencer bit her lip. She knew what Emily wanted to say but she wanted to hear her say those words herself. She had seen in movies where car make out sessions led to . . . and if she was being completely honest with herself, even if it was only after three days of knowing this girl, she wanted it too. Really bad. "Just what, Emily?"
Emily's grip on Spencer's waists tightened and Spencer placed her hands on top of Emily's. She leaned into the girl, their lips grazing one another's. "Don't be afraid."
The older girl took a deep breath, "You're so beautiful. So fucking beautiful . . . and the way you're making me feel right now . . . I just." In. Out. "I want to have my way with you."
A huge smile appeared on Spencer's lips before she smashed her lips onto Emily's. She didn't know what Emily was doing to her and how she was doing, but she knew that she wanted it. She wanted it so bad that she ended up pushing herself into the twelfth grader.
A moan echoed throughout the car from Emily's mouth as she broke the kiss and squeezed Spencer's waists once more. She gave the blonde a smile and whispered, "Let's go somewhere other than here."
11.19.2008 ; Happy Birthday, Emily Fields
. . . . and I think I might love you.
Your freshmen girlfriend,
SJH.
Sighing to herself and reading the letter over that she had written for her girlfriend, Spencer shut her eyes. Today was the moment of truth.
She had known the girl for almost three months now and it was time. After spending her whole Halloween with the girl, she had realized that . . . she . . .
"You ready?" Veronica spoke softly while she leaned against the door frame of her daughter's door. "You do realize you're going to be late for school right? Like . . ." she pulled her sleeve up revealing her Rolex. She squinted at her wrist. "A lot late."
The blonde shrugged her shoulders. "It's totally worth it, mom." she played with the letter in her hand, "I think . . . I think I love her. I wrote her a letter telling her happy birthday and . . . and other things."
Veronica lifted herself off the door frame and her smile grew on her face. "It's okay, Honey. Just breathe, she will love it."
The girl turned towards the clock next to her bed. She drew in a nervous breath and nodded to herself. It was time.
"I'm ready." she grabbed her guitar and tossed her mother a big smile before shooting past her and heading downstairs. Her father was in the kitchen preparing himself a cup of coffee. Spencer walked over to him and lightly slapped a hand on his back. "Do you have them?"
"I would appreciate it if you would start calling me 'Dad' again, Spencer." he tossed his daughter a playful glare and turned so that his back was pressed against the stained glass of the counter. He bent down on his knee and opened the microwave that was under the counter and pulled out a scrapbook: Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
Spencer and Veronica laughed at the man's hiding spot. She took the scrapbook from her father and watched him get up. Peter smiled at his two favorite women in the world and gave Spencer a shoulder squeeze.
"Have fun, champ."
"I will."
She then turned on her heel and headed towards the door. "Let's go, Mom." she yelled from outside. "We have to go before she leaves for school." Spencer stuffed her guitar in the backseat of her mother's car.
After a few seconds, Veronica stepped into the car with a smile on her face. She glanced at her daughter then handed her something that she was sure she was going to need.
The fifteen year old's eyes widened in excitement. "Oh yeah! My polaroid. Thanks Mom." she kissed her mother on the cheek and took the Fujifilm camera out of the woman's hand.
Her mother shrugged. "I just thought that you had wanted to add to the scrapbook."
Spencer nodded her head. "I do. I mean, it's already halfway full from Halloween. Just imagine how it'll look after today, Thanksgiving, and Christmas."
The car's engine roared. "Exactly." Veronica stated, her eyebrows raising as she put the car in reverse and pulled out of her driveway. "Spencer."
"Yeah Mom?" she responded happily.
The blonde's mother smiled at her happy tone, her eyes focusing on the road. "You said earlier that you think you might love Emily. Why do you think that?"
10.31.2008 (Flashback)
"Okay so, what house is next?" Emily asked excitedly to Jenna, one hand holding her pumpkin bucket that was full of candy and the other hand busying itself with Spencer's.
Jenna Cavanaugh shrugged her shoulders and turned to Toby Cavanaugh who was wearing his same super man costume that he had had for almost three years now, "Got anymore houses you wanna go to?"
The boy's cap blew with the wind, "I think I have enough candy that will last me for a lifetime . . . I guess we can go home."
The four kids watched as the leaves skidded across the ground, piling into one big bundle. Fall was always a beautiful season . . . when it wasn't raining. The weather was great on Halloween though. The wind coming and going, but blowing at just the right time. And at a rhythm that Spencer had figured out.
It took them approximately one minute to knock on the door, say trick-or-treat, and get candy. And almost immediately after, everytime, the wind blew and she would always placed her hand on her side to keep her dress from flying up.
Both Emily and Spencer had decided to dress as the dynamic duo. Mario and Peach. Spencer was Peach; she wore a knee-length pink gown with puffy sleeves, a high collar, and deep pink panniers. She had the white gloves that only went just a little pass her wrists and deep pink flats. And of course, her hair was in a ponytail so that she could put her golden crown on her head.
Emily, on the other hand, had on a long sleeved red shirt with dark blue overalls and black boots. Her hair fell freely down her shoulders as the red cap rested on the top of her head. The brunette, like Spencer, also wore white gloves that stopped at her wrists.
"Do you want us to walk you guys home or no?" Spencer asked. "I mean, it wouldn't be a problem." Her camera swung across her shoulders as she held her hand to her side to hold her dress down as once again. The wind blew.
Jenna grabbed her brother's hand. "Michealangelo and Superman will protect themselves on this long walk home. If anyone tries to take our candy . . . or us, I have my nunchucks and he has his uh, whatever those DC comics gave him."
Toby laughed at his sister's lack of knowledge of comics and squeezed her hand. The boy tossed Emily and Spencer a farewell smile, "Thank you for taking us trick-or-treating, Emily. My mom loves you now, I'm pretty sure."
The senior rose her eyebrows with a big smile on her face, "Well I'm glad someone loves me." As soon as those words came out of her mouth, Spencer's cheeks reddened.
"Can I have a hug, Spence?" he asked softly, his voice dropping into one of shyness. "You know, for good luck, I guess?"
The blonde let go of her crush's hand and walked over to the brunette boy, pulling him into a tight hug. The hug only lasted for five seconds until Spencer pulled away from him with a smile on her face. "Thanks for coming. It wouldn't have been the same without you with us."
"Blah!" Jenna interrupted, causing her brother to break out of his dreamy state and turn towards her. "See you later, Spencer. Emily, you too. Let's go Toby."
"Wait!" Spencer shouted. Jenna groaned as the slender blonde pulled her camera from around her neck, "Let me get another picture of you guys."
Her friends turned towards the camera and instantly posed, Jenna making funny faces at the camera and Toby giving the girl an embarrassed look. Knowing how easy it was for Jenna to break, she quickly a picture of the two.
The camera clicked and a few seconds later, a credit card shaped film slowly appeared from the top of the device. "Do you want it or do you want me to put them in Emily's bucket where the rest of my pictures are?"
And she was pretty sure they were probably wrinkled. Badly.
"Keep it."
"I'll take it."
Jenna tossed her brother a look of annoyance. "Why do you want her to keep it?" She took the picture from Spencer and looked over it. "See, we look pretty cute."
Both girls waved to the sister and brother as the distance between them increased. After they couldn't hear Jenna yelling at her brother for something anymore, they turned the opposite way and began walking.
Spencer fiddled with the camera for a little while and then placed it back around her neck. "Toby's social skills are improving, yeah? I mean, it does seem like it right?"
Her crush gave her a look before facing towards the empty sidewalk again. "You're doing an awesome job with him, S."
The younger smiled at the twelfth grader, "Thank you Em. I just . . . I understand what he's going through and I just want him to not go down the same path I went through . . . and if I'm being honest, still am going through."
The two girls combined their fingers together, "Depression takes time to overcome, babe. Eventually, it will go away. You just have to let it make its way."
Spencer's heart stopped, stuttered, and started back again. "Babe? You called me babe?"
"Isn't that what people who are in a relationship call each other?"
"We are in a relationship?"
Emily halted her steps causing Spencer to stop walking too. She turned towards the younger girl with a sweet and sort of shy smile on her face. "I mean, I would hope we are." the senior spoke softly. "You're the only person who can make me smile and laugh the way I do. You help me with my homework, you help me get over my insecurities. I enjoy your voice, your hugs, your touches . . . your kisses. I just enjoy your presence in general. My bed feels empty when you don't sleep with me some nights. And I don't want to share that with anyone. Not even Carolyn." the girls both let out a short laugh.
"So," the brunette took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "Spencer Hastings. Will you just . . . just make me the happiest girl alive and be my girlfriend?"
The fifteen year old placed her hand behind her now girlfriend's neck and pulled her in for a deep, passionate kiss. She had gotten really good at the kissing thing seeing as though her and Emily kissed a lot. And for the weirdest things. But she just thought it was all a part of being intimate with someone so she never questioned it.
Minutes Later.
Spencer and Emily were now in Emily's room laying in bed under the covers. They were just staring at one another and pulling at each other's shirt. Both girls had changed out of their costumes and into gym shorts and a plain white tee, but not before they both posed for more of Spencer Hasting's pictures. And sometimes it was just Emily posing.
"I can't believe my birthday is less than a month away." the senior stared at Spencer's shirt while her hands still played with the hem. "I'm almost nineteen, Spencer."
The blonde smiled at her girlfriend. "Wow, and I feel like a baby." she said jokingly. "I have something planned for your birthday."
The senior's eyebrows rose, "Oh yeah? Like what? Are we-"
"No guesses." the blonde placed a kiss on her girlfriend's lips. "Just know that I've planned it and I hope you're going to like it."
The older girl nodded her head with a smile on her face. "I like you so much, Spencer." she whispered against the girl's lips. "So much." Emily's fingers finally slid into Spencer's shirt.
Her fingers traced slowly up the girl's sides and her shirt rose with every movement. The freshmen laid on her back, giving her girlfriend better access to her own pale skin.
Her breath hitched in her throat as Emily's hands dropped down to the waistband of her gym shorts. She turned her head towards the older girl and gave her an incredulous look. "Really?"
"I'm sorry," Emily giggled, scooting closer to the blonde. Her hand stilled. "I've just been really curious lately . . . I can't help it."
Their eyes remained glued together as Spencer took Emily's hand and lowered it down more. The brunette's hand was now on top of her girlfriend's sensitive area. And even though, there was no actual touch, there was touch.
The swim captain's eyes searched the freshmen's for answers. "What do you want me to do?" she whispered.
Both girls' hearts were pounding in their chest. Everything was pounding on Spencer though, literally. She took a deep breath, "I'm giving you the chance to become uncurious, but at the same time I'm not because you're not actually touching me. I can still feel-"
The lissome blonde's voice was soon replaced with a loud pleasurable sound as a shockwave of pleasure shot throughout her body. Emily had pressed her fingers down on the girl's center through her shorts. "Woah," the senior let out clearly amazed by what just happened.
"I know." Spencer giggled, her cheeks fiery with embarrassment. Her grabbed the girl's hand from her shorts and placed her fingers into hers. "I didn't expect that."
A kiss was placed on the young girl's cheek. "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry," the fifteen year old chuckled. She turned on her side and towards her girlfriend. "It felt great." she spoke softly, getting lost in the maze of Emily's eyes.
"Can I . . ." the girl's question vanished as she took time to think about what she was about to ask. "Nevermind." her head turned towards the ceiling.
"What do you want to ask me?" a soft smirk formed on Emily's lips. "You can ask me anything, S."
The fifteen year old nodded her head and took another deep breath. She dropped her hand from Emily's and forced her girlfriend to lay on her back. Spencer then shot her hands in the swim captain's shirt. "I want to try it on you."
"Spencer?" Veronica's voice echoed throughout her ears and shook her from her thoughts. She took note of her senses; the car had came to a halt in front of her girlfriend's house.
She played with the camera in her lap, "Yeah Mom?"
"You never answered my question." her mother laughed. "Why do you think you love her?"
Spencer pulled the letter from her pocket and opened it. She took a deep breath, "It's all in this letter, Mom. And I'll explain later. But today, I have to tell her how I feel before it's too late."
Veronica smiled at her daughter and ruffled her hair, "Then go. Good luck sweetie."
The blonde nodded her head and took a nervous breath. She hopped out of her mom's car and grabbed her things. She walked nervously to her girlfriend's door and gave her mother one final wave.
The mother waved back and watched as her daughter placed all of her things on the ground and prepared her guitar in her hands. Spencer folded her letter and placed it back inside her pocket. She knocked softly on the door and waited for someone to answer.
After a few seconds, Emily's mother answered the door and almost instantly, a smile appeared on the woman's face.
"Emily, Spencer's here for you." she yelled.
"Tell her to come to my room!" the senior yelled back.
The younger girl laughed softly. "I have some stuff for her on the ground. I put them there because I thought she was going to open the door and if she did, I was going to sing to her."
Pam Fields chuckled nodded at the girl. "I'll bring them up there for you." she took sight of the camera lying on the ground, "Do you want me to take pictures also?"
"Yes please." Pam opened the door wide enough for Spencer to walk through with her guitar. The girl walked into the house, immediately smelling the scent of cake. "It smells really good in here." she strummed the strings on her guitar before looking up at Mrs. Field's.
The woman blushed and gathered the things from the ground. She held the camera up to her face and quickly took a picture of the girl strumming her guitar. Spencer laughed at the woman as she saw the look on her face as the picture slid out of the camera.
Pam took the picture of out of the camera and smiled at her daughter's girlfriend. "You look so professional, Spencer." the lissome blonde shrugged her shoulders with a smile and began to walk up the stairs towards Emily's room.
On the final step, she glanced back towards Mrs. Fields to see the lady smiling at her. In. Out. She thought. Deep breaths, Spencer. Begin.
The blonde strummed the guitar strings and began walking towards Emily's room. As she was walking, she saw the light flash from the camera and the heard the photo sliding from the camera. She smiled to herself and began singing.
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Pam ran towards squealed and ran towards Emily's bedroom. She swung the girl's door open so that Emily could completely her what Spencer was doing for her on her birthday.
As the freshmen stood in the door, the senior's face brightened in both excitement and shock. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and her earrings swung on her ears. The swim captain wore her overalls that she had bought for her Halloween costume and a pink crop top as a shirt. She didn't have time to put on her shoes yet so she stood in front of her girlfriend in her bare feet. Nonetheless, Spencer thought she looked beautiful.
Her voice rose again, now gaining eye contact with her girlfriend. She began singing the chorus.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
Pam Fields snapped a picture of the two girls holding eye contact with one another while Spencer was still singing. A smile appeared on Emily's face as she walked closer to her girlfriend, but not close enough so that she would make the girl stop.
"I have the best girlfriend ever, Mom. I swear." the birthday girl whispered to her mother loud enough for the two women could hear.
The blonde continued with a smile on her face, the eye contact never breaking. Pam snapped another picture, but this time just of Emily's facial expression.
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
The fifteen year old backed up a little to do her guitar solo, which took her the longest to learn since it had to be in a perfect tune to fit the song she had chosen to sing for her girlfriend.
And now, seeing the smile on the birthday girl's face, it was all worth it. She glanced at her positioning on the guitar then quickly looked back up towards Emily to see she had a huge smile on her face, but tears were falling.
Spencer gestured for Emily's mother to take the picture as she began singing the final part of the song.
Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me
With the final strum of her guitar, Pam took one final picture of both of the girls once again maintaining eye contact. The woman dropped the camera from her eye. She ran towards Spencer and gave the girl a big hug.
"That was wonderful, Spencer. You're a very talented young lady. Have you ever thought of taking a career in music? I think-"
"Mom!" Emily said, playful irritation in her voice. She wiped the happy tears away from her eyes, then began speaking. "I'm pretty sure you've taken great pictures. Now maybe you should go check on the cake."
The woman smiled at the two girls one last time. "Happy birthday, Emmy." she said happily. "I'll see you girls downstairs."
Emily followed her mother until she was out of the door and then closed the door behind her. She stood with her back facing Spencer. The younger girl placed her guitar on the side of Emily's dresser and walked towards the brunette.
The girl wrapped her arms around Emily's waists, her front pressed against her girlfriend's back. She laid her head against the swim captain's back. "Did you like it?"
"Is that a real question, S?" she felt the girls chuckle against her head. "I loved it."
Spencer reached into her pocket and pulled out the letter that she had written for the brunette. "Stay like this, Em. I want to give you something and I don't want show you while you're looking at me. It makes me nervous." she reached her arm around the twelfth grader and handed her the note.
Emily took the note and opened it quickly. She read it aloud.
ECF,
Hey baby. I wrote this for you on Monday, November 17, 2008. Two days before your birthday. I wrote it because I want to tell you happy birthday of course. And some other things, but we are going to get there. Uh well, first of all. I want to tell you how happy you make me. When I first met you, I was a complete mess from Aria dying and my feeling guilty for it. I was so depressed that I didn't even know what to do with my life anymore. But you pulled me out of that and I'm thankful for that. I mean, the thoughts are still there and they come and go, but when you're around, I don't have those thoughts. I like when you cuddle me in bed, I like your goodmorning text messages, your goodnight text messages, and sometimes your occasional spam messages. You make me laugh, smile, giggle, and even snort sometimes with all your cuteness. I remember the Halloween day like it was just yesterday. We spent the whole day together. Kissing, touching, joking, everything. We're all a sucker for somebody, Em. And I'm one for you. God, words can't even describe how you make me feel. Your insecurities are golden. You think I'm wasting my time on you, but babe... Time with you is never wasted. Sometimes I even think that one day, you'll wake up and just grow tired of me and dump me for someone 5027572919 times better. I hope that won't happen. I really do because you're really the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me, Emilia and I think I might love you.
Your freshmen girlfriend,
SJH.
Spencer hugged the girl's waists tighter as she heard Emily gasp quietly, signaling that she had reached the end of the letter. The freshmen stood on her tiptoes and kissed the back of the brunette's neck.
"I love you." she said aloud for Emily to hear, her heart pounding against her chest, "I love you." she repeated one more time.
"Spencer," the birthday day turned in her girlfriend's arms so that she was facing the blonde. Tears were streaming from her eyes and she had a huge smile on her face, "I've loved you since Halloween."
Okay so I know I promised Thanksgiving and Christmas in this chApter, but it was getting too long for me sooo yeah. If I would have written Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years into one, you would have been looking at like, 14,000+ words. But anyway, next chapter for sure will have Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years in there along with other things. Oh yeah! Uh, my rapping skills will come into play lol. Who will be rapping? Emily? Spencer? Jenna? Toby? Find out next time on Perks of Being Emily's Girlfriend!
And a quick author's note on my other stories! If you guys read them, I mean. If you don't read the others then you can skip this one.
We Gotta Get Out Of This Place; This story is On Hold until I get my groove back. It's like, I know what I want to do with the story, but I just can't find the will to continue to write. But I will remain faithful to it, I promise. I won't let you guys down with this one.
What The Heart Wants; this story is also on hold. Okay, here's what happened with this story. I swear to you I had almost half the chapter written up and when I came to work on it, it was fucking gone and I'm like what the fuck! Sooo yeah, I have to write that chapter over and as soon as I get the motivation, I will.
The Big Reveal; I'm sorry, but this is also on hold until I figure out how to fill that space building up to the reveal. I know who I want A to be, I swear I do! It's just, I need ideas.
Maps; Whenever I finish WGGOOTP lmao. Yep, that's how I'm doing that. I have the first chapter and everything, but I am not publishing anything until I get back on track with WGGOOTP. Oh! And I'm blending it in with S&F so it won't be its own story! That's a unique idea right? Awesome, I tell you! Awesome!