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Hastings VS Cavanaugh

Spencer's POV

At lunch time I sit with Aria, Hanna, and Emily. Sometimes Caleb, Ezra, and on rare occasions Toby would drop by their table. Today was one of those days. Caleb sat between Hanna and Emily with his arm wrapped around Hanna's shoulder. Ezra sat a crossed from Aria. That left Toby in the only empty seat, which just happens to be the chair next to me. Toby didn't get annoyed like her normally does, instead he smirked and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. He scooted his chair closer to mine and leaned his head on my shoulder.

"Hey bae," he teased.

I elbowed him in the gut to try and get him to move. Our other friends just sat there laughing at us. Toby held his ground and kept his arm around me. I sat there glaring at him.

"You have ten seconds to move before I smack you upside the head."

Toby chuckled. "Aw you're so cute when you get angry."

"Aw look how cute they are together," Aria teased.

"They are too adorable," Hanna smiled.

"Emily please get them to stop," I begged.

"Yeah sure I'll do something," she said and then held up her phone. "First I want to get a picture of the cute couple."

"Emily!" I shouted.

"Face it Spencer," Toby said. "We can't hide our feelings for each other any longer."

"You're right, we can't," I started. "I hate you now let go."

I grabbed my stuff and stood up. Everyone else just sat there smirking at each other. Toby leaned back in his chair feeling satisfied.

"Dude she is going to murder you," Caleb said.

Toby chuckled and said. "I know."

After fifth period Toby spotted me at my locker and walked up to me. He came up beside me and wrapped his arm around above my waist. I swatted his hand away and turned around.

"Will you stop touching me," I hissed.

He smirked. "Don't act like you don't love it."

I rolled my eyes. "What do you want?"

"We need to pick a time to work on our project after school."

"Just drop by my house at 7 ny parents won't be home then."

Toby smirked again. "the whole house to ourselves you're not going to try and seduce me are you? Ouch!"

Toby rubbed his shoulder right where I punched him. I gave him one hard stare before turned down the hallway. Toby smiled to himself and leaned back against the lockers.

After school I hung out in my room with Hanna. I was sitting on my bed working on my A.P homework. Hanna was sitting in the red chair reading a fashion magazine. The rooms pretty quiet. The only noise in the room was the music coming from my phone and the constant flipping of the magazine Hanna is reading.

"Are you reading that fast or fanning yourself?" I teased.

Hanna looked up from her magazine. "Oh sorry I'm trying to find and article to read for school."

"It's a fashion magazine Hanna, what kind of article would there be for school? Kim Kardasian's wedding dress."

Hanna closed the magazine and threw it at the end of the chair. She sighed and leaned back against the chair.

"What time is your boyfriend getting here?" she teased.

"I don't have a boyfriend."

Hanna rolled her eyes. "I meant Toby."

I scuffled. "He's not my boyfriend, he is my enemy."

"Well what time is your enemy supposed to be here?"

"The devil will be here at seven."

Hanna sat up in the chair. "I swear Spencer, you two love each other and are just too stubborn to admit it."

"We do not love each other," I said. "We don't even like each other. Toby and I just don't get along."

Hanna stood up and walked over to my bed. She sat at the end of my bed and crossed her legs. "You guys used to get along."

"Hanna, please don't," I begged.

"Spencer, what happened between you and Toby?"

~flashback~

Toby and I were lab partners in ITCP (Intro to chemistry and physics). We we're both laughing together and having a great time doing our experiment. Toby was showing me something while the teacher wasn't looking. Toby tried to give me a closer look by sticking it in my face. I laughed and pushed his arm away. Toby's arm hit the beaker and fell off the table and shattered all over the floor. The teacher looked up and gave the both of us a scolding look.

~end of flashback~

I shook my head trying to forget the memory. Looking back now I don't understand how we go along in the first place. We are complete opposites. I shut my text book and stood up off my bed.

"You should go Hanna, Toby will be here soon."

Hanna stood up and fallowed me down the stairs. "Okay I'll leave you and Toby alone in your house with no interruptions."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Hanna just shrugged and smirked at me as she walked out. I sat there trying to figure out what Hanna meant.

Toby's POV

Hanna was just pulling out of Spencer's driveway when I showed up. I walked up to the front porch and knocked on the door. After waiting for a few minutes the door finally opened. Spencer was standing in the doorway dressed in a pair of sweat pants, a tank top, and a red hoody that wasn't zipped up all the way. Her hair was up in a messy pony tail and she wasn't wearing much makeup. Even though I despise her, I have to admit she looked really pretty right now, beautiful even. Spencer moved to the side to let me in. I walked in and sat down on one of the couches. Spencer sat across from me on the other couch.

"At you know how to be on time," she said.

I smiled. "I think that was almost a complement."

"That wasn't a compliment that was a fact."

I clicked my tongue. "Should we get started?"

She got out her notebook and pencil. "Let's get started."

I took out my notebook as well and sat back on the couch. We had a lot of questions to ask each other and neither one of us is willing to talk first. Both of us are too stubborn to raise our flags and work together like civilized people. I decided to take the big leap and talk first.

"So, why don't we start with who's all in your family."

Spencer leaned back and sighed. "Okay, there's my mom Veronica Hastings and my dad Peter. Let's not forget the most important family member out of all of us my perfect sister, Melissa Hastings."

I wrote down her family names and everything else she told me. She talked about her grandparents and her cousins and her aunts and uncles. The only thing she left out, were her real family struggles. Basically she left out all the important stuff we're supposed to write about.

"You come from a long line of smart people," I said. "You also said your whole family went to Upen."

She nodded. "Yeah they all went and now I have to go there."

"Who says you do?

"Everyone," she exclaimed. "My teachers, my parents, Melissa, they all want me to go and I need to go to U-Pen. If I'm going to prove to my family that I'm worth something and that I'm the smartest student in school, I have to get into U-Pen."

I crossed my arms and said. "Who says you're the smartest student in school?"

"I am smart. I'm smarter than a lot of people that go there."

"Oh really you are?"

"I'm smarter than you."

I chuckled. "Are you sure about that?"

She nodded. "Yes."

At some point during our conversation we ended up leaning forward facing each other. We leaned closer until our faces were only a few inches apart. We both stared at each other intensely. The great god above could feel the tension between us.

"If you think you're smart than me, then why don't we put it to the test," I said.

"What kind of test?"

"You and I will have a quiz off. Whoever gets the most questions right is clearly the smartest."

"What kind of questions will they be?" She chuckled. "Will it be stuff about super heroes and other fictional characters?"

"No," I shook my head. "We'll ask question about what we're learning in school."

Spencer leaned back against. "Alright let's have a quiz off."

"Okay, but we should make this interesting."

"How interesting?"

"When we miss a question there should be a price we have to pay."

"What price do we have to pay?"

I thought for a second and then smirked. "For every question we get wrong we have to take off one article of clothing. The games not over until one of us is left naked."

She scuffled. "You're out of your mind Cavanaugh."

"Is the great Spencer Hastings afraid to step up to the challenge?"

Spencer's shoulders tensed up when I said that. "No, I can take it. I'm just wondering if you can handle it."

I crossed my arms. "You don't think I can win?"

She huffed a laugh. "I'm just saying you should take off your clothes now just to save yourself some embarrassment."

"If you're so sure that you can beat me let's do this. Are you sure you're up for it Hastings?"

"You are so on Cavanaugh!" She exclaimed while shaking my hand.

We got in our places on separate couches. We stared intensely at each other both of us were glaring at each other. Spencer got out all of her notebooks that they would be using to quiz each other. She laid them all out on the coffee table and I allowed her to ask the first question. She picked up her history notebook and reads the first question.

"What year was the deceleration of independence signed?"

I thought for a second and then said. "July 4th, 1776."

Spencer's face flinched when I got that right. "Correct, now it's your turn."

Spencer's POV

I handed him the notebook and watched as he looked through it. I knew he was trying to pick a hard one that he was sure I wouldn't get. He smiled when he spotted the perfect one.

"How many colonies voted in favor of the deceleration of independence?"

I smiled and said. "That's easy 13 colonies."

Toby smirked and showed me the answer. "Wrong the answer is 12."

My smiled faded as I leaned forward to check the answer. Yeah I got it wrong the answer was 12 out of 13. I got a question wrong and now I know what I have to do. I reached up for the zipper on my hoody and slowly pulled it down. I pushed the hoody off my shoulders and set it beside me on the couch.

I cleared me throat and picked up the notebook. "Next question." I searched through the notebook looking for something hard. "Aw here's one for your bird brain. When did women get the right to vote?"

"The 20th amendment on September 18th, 1920," he spoke with confidence."

I smirked and said, "Wrong. The correct answer is August 17, 1920. Figures you would miss that one"

Toby rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck. He tried to decide what piece of clothing he should take off. Then he decided to take off his shirt. He raised his arms and pulled his shirt up over his head. Luckily he didn't notice my eyes widen and my jaw lying on the floor at the sight of his abs. I had no idea he had such a nice body. I mean I figured he was strong, but I didn't know he looked this good. Toby took his shirt and laid it next to him on the couch. He pretend not to notice Spencer staring at him, even though he knew that she totally was.

"Alright," Toby cleared his throat and picked up the notebook.

The game went on for a long time. Both of us are doing pretty well. We did miss a few questions. Right now Toby was left in only his boxer shorts and I was left in my tank-top, bra, and my panties.

"When was the civil rights movement?" Toby asked.

"The civil rights movement took place between the years off 1954 to 1967."

Toby shook his head. "You were off by one year. The correct answer is 1954 to 1968."

"Oh come on I was off by one year!" I exclaimed.

"It doesn't matter you got the question wrong, so you have to pay the price."

I sighed and tried to think what I should take off next. Then I raised my arms and pulled my tank top up over my head. Toby gulped at the sight of her in only her bra and panties. Just like Spencer couldn't stop staring at him, he was also staring at her. Toby averted his eyes when she looked up and tired acting like he wasn't looking at her.

I picked up the notebook and was about to ask another question. That was until I heard a pair of keys jiggling in the doorway. Toby and I shot up and stared at the door.

"Shit my mom's home!"

I handed Toby his clothes and told him to go get dressed in the bathroom. He ran as fast as he could to the bathroom. I scrambled to put on my sweat pants and zip up my hoody. My mother walked in right when I was pulling up my zipper.

"Hey is your sister home?" she asked.

I shook my head. "No she's not."

"Well I'm going upstairs to change and then we're going to meet Melissa and Ian for dinner."

"Okay, I guess I should change too."

Veronica looked at my outfit and nodded. "You better. I don't want my daughter looking like a slob."

I waited for my mom to walk upstairs then sighed in relief. Toby came out of the bathroom fully dressed. He came over to the coffee table and started collecting his stuff.

"So," he started. "This ends our work for the day."

I nodded and said "yeah."

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah."

Without saying another word Toby walked out the front door and walked straight home.

Hey everybody! That's the wrap up for this chapter. Next chapter will contain some family drama for both of them. Also there maybe a shocking event taking place next chapter, so stay tuned.

Next chapter will be called: The One's I Call "Family"