This doesn't change anything

Flashback

The teacher cross his arms and stared at them in disappointment. All of their childish play ended with them breaking a beaker. Mr. Reynolds pointed at the two of them and gestured for them to come up to his desk. Spencer and Toby looked at each other and gulped before getting up and walking towards the teacher's desk.

"This is the last time I'm allowing you two to mess around in my class I will not allow it. You two just cannot keep still when you're around each other. I already know that separating you two won't help much, but I know some that will. You both have detention today after school."

Spencer opened her mouth to protest, but Mr. Reynolds held up his hand. "Yes I know Spencer you've never gotten detention before, but now you have. Now back to your sets."

The two bowed their heads and walked back to their seats. They cleaned up the broken glass then waited for the bell to ring.

Toby nudged Spencer's elbow and gestured towards the teacher. "Geez someone has their underwear in a bunch."

Spencer pulled away from him and crossed her arms. She was so upset with herself that she didn't want to talk or joke about it. She was mad at Toby for getting her in trouble, but she was mostly mad at herself for letting him mess around. If only she told him to stop messing around none of this would've happened.

"Spence, if you're mad I'm sorry I didn't mean to get you in trouble."
The bell rang then Spencer stood up while collecting her stuff.

"Don't talk to me anymore," she said then walked out.

End of flashback

Spencer's POV

A million thoughts are racing through my head right now. My chest rose and fell with every breath I took. I have never been more exhausted than I am right now. That took a lot of energy. I tried to process what just happened, but there wasn't much to think about it. Toby and I had sex very crazy surprisingly wonderful mind blowing sex. It was perfect. I've never done this before and I didn't know it could be this amazing. Doing it with someone I didn't like and surprisingly it was still amazing.

If it's this crazy with someone you don't like, imagine how it would be doing it with someone you love. Everything about it was perfect. Every kiss, touch, and movement felt perfect. Toby was lying next to me on his back still trying to catch his breath. We we're both sweaty and exhausted. Realization finally hit me on what I just did and who I just did it with. I shot up in my bed covering myself up with the sheet.

"Oh my god!"

Toby sat up too and covered up the bottom half of his body. His rock hard abs where still visible and it's slightly distracting to my ranting coming up.

"We just had sex!"

"Yes we did," he confirmed.

I threw my head in my hands and shook my head. "No, that did not just happen. I can't have sex especially not with you! I mean what the hell just happened?"

"Well we did."

I pushed him away. "No, this did not happen. It couldn't have, please tell me I'm dreaming."

"Ouch!" Toby rubbed his elbow after I pinched him. "What was that for?"

"You're supposed to pinch yourself to make sure you're not dreaming."

"Yeah you pinch yourself, not the person next to you!" He said giving me a light shove.

"I didn't shove you, I just tapped you."

"Ugh I can't believe you, you're so annoying!"

"Annoying," he smirked. "I thought I was an idiot."

"That too," I said while crossing my arms.

"Look," he started. "It happened okay, that's the end of the story and just because it happened once doesn't mean it will ever happen again."

"Right and we cannot let it happen again."

He nodded in agreement. "Right."

Toby and I glanced at each other a couple of times. Both of us remained silent. We just sat there glancing over at each other every few seconds. Then the next thing I know, we're cupping each other's face and our lips crash together. Toby rolled over to lay on his back and I climbed on top of him, so I was straddling his waist. I moaned when I felt his hands run down my body to cup my waist.

Reality came over me again and I immediately pulled away then climbed off of him. I saw up in bed and started pulling on any of my clothes that I could find. Toby did the same. Most of his clothes were scattered around some place down stairs. I found his jeans outside my doorway and threw them at him. Luckily he caught them in one swift move. We ran down stairs and I opened the door for him.

"Spencer we should at least talk," he suggested.

"No, not now you have to go."

"Spencer…"

"I said go!" I shouted and he scrambled out the door.

After I left I slammed the door behind him and pressed my back against the door. I took many deep breaths as I tried to think what came over me just hours ago. This whole thing between Toby and I is getting crazy. First it was making out and now this. This can't keep happening. I have to stay away from him.

Toby's POV

I ran down the drive way and on to the street. What the hell just happened? I just had sex with my enemy and it was good, great even. Like I didn't know it could be like that. Afterwards Spencer just threw me out like last week's trash. Not that I should blame her. I probably would've done the same thing.

This whole thing between me and Spencer cannot keep happening. Lately anytime I'm around her I feel like kissing her. Why do I feel this way? If I hate her so much, then why do I always want to kiss and touch her? Memories of us kept running through my head. I keep seeing the image of her panting for air while she's lying underneath me. And the way it sounded to hear her call out my name the way she did. The image of her naked body keeps flashing through my head. How hot she looked, no hot isn't even the word to describe how she looked. She looked darn right sexy.

I finally reached my house and ran through my front door. When I walked inside Jenna, was the only one home. She was sitting on the couch reading a book while the T.V played in the background. She glanced up from her book and smiled. I wanted to run upstairs, because she still freaks me out.

"Late night," she teased.

"No," I lied.

"You're all sweaty and you're out of breath."

"I went for a run tonight."

"I thought you go running in the morning."

"Sometimes I go twice"

Jenna set down her book and rose from her spot on the couch. She came over to me and inhaled the sent on my jacket.

"Why do you smell like a woman?"

"I don't know," I lied.

I silently cursed myself for not noticing the smell of Spencer lingering on me sooner. Jenna circled around me trying to find other things that don't look right.

"You were with someone, who is she?"

"I'm not with anyone."

"I didn't say you are with someone, I asked who you were with just hours before."

I shrugged and said, "Nobody."

She nipped me on the back and said, "Good, because you're mine."

My eyes widen as I jumped away from her. "What?"

She bursted out laughing. "I'm just kidding, calm down. Now go take a shower that girls perfume is giving me a head ache."

I walked upstairs to go take a shower, not because Jenna told me to. I took one, because I need to try and wash away all the memories. I kind of like the smell of Spencer's perfume. No Toby, stop it! I got out of the shower then got myself ready for bed. Sleeping didn't do me any good, because every time I closed my eyes I saw Spencer. Everywhere I look now I see Spencer. She is everywhere and I can't get her out of my head.

Sorry for the long wait. I was away for most of the weekend. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. What do you think Spencer and Toby will do now? Will they ever talk or are they both to stubborn?

Thanks for reading please review.