A/N: Hey guys, I know that this chapter is really short, I just wanted to update before I go on vacation. THis chapter is a bit different so let me know what you think.

Spencer sat cross legged on her bed staring fixated at her laptop screen. She had started typing her final draft for her English essay. She had a beginning and a middle but wasn't quite sure how she wanted the story to end. With each passing minute, good ideas seemed to become more difficult to come by. The likeliness of this paper being done anytime soon was not in her favor. Spencer sighed, frustrated, closed her laptop and tossed it to the end of her bed.

"Stupid Fitz," She grumbled as she slid off her bed and walked toward the door, nearly breaking her ankle on Aria's bags on her way there. Aria had arrived exactly at 10:00 AM, which was surprising considering that the girl would most likely be late for her own funeral. As soon as she had walked in, she turned Spencer's morning into an episode of "Project Runway". Aria had emptied her entire suitcase and had tried on every item of clothing, getting Spencer to give her honest opinion on every outfit. The mini fashion show had lasted at least half and hour, leaving Spencer tired and anxious. Aria was currently in the bathroom. She went to go take a shower before Ezra arrived. The noise of the shower was inhibiting Spencer's ability to concentrate. A few minutes later the noise from the shower stopped.

"Finally," rejoiced Spencer. She quickly crawled back on her bed and opened her laptop, eager to finish her assignment now that 'Niagara Falls' wasn't occurring in the next room. Her happiness, however, was short lived. The previous sound of the shower was replaced with the blowing of Aria's hair dryer. Of course, Spencer thought bitterly. Spencer shut her laptop for the second time that day. From downstairs, Spencer heard the familiar chime of the door bell. Sighing, Spencer hurriedly ran down the steps to get the door. She opened the front door, standing in the shadow it created and was greeted by the sight of her English teacher, Mr. Fitz, smiling broadly at her.

"Hey," he exclaimed breathlessly. Spencer was taken by surprise, she had never heard Mr. Fitz voice sound like that before. He sounded out of breath and nervous yet incredibly happy. The 'teacher-voice' he usually had was completely gone. Anytime Spencer had talked with him he seemed friendly and willing to help, but it was easy to tell that he kept a professional distance from his students. Now looking at him standing at her door, that wall seemed to have come down and he seemed like just another cute guy. The lack of the sweater vest helped too. His usual collar shirt and vest combo was replaced by a light gray T-shirt that clung slightly to his body. Some teachers you wouldn't want to see shirtless and some you really would.

Spencer stepped out of the shadow and Mr. Fitz face completely changed. He instantly stood up straighter and cleared his throat. "Spencer, um... I'm just here for um... Aria."

"Yeah, she's upstairs still getting ready," Spencer saw that the wall was right back in place. She quickly led him upstairs, "Aria is still getting ready so if you just want to wait for her in my room, you can." Spencer said as she walked into her room. Mr. Fitz looked at her uneasily.

"Alright," he said awkwardly and slowly followed her in. Once in her bedroom, they noticed Aria standing by the dresser, her hair and make-up flawlessly done. It appeared that she hadn't quite finished with her outfit yet because all she had on was a towel.

"Ezra!" She shouted excitedly. She quickly went over and touched his cheek lightly and leaned up to kiss his lips gently. His hands went to rest on her hips. It seemed like this was such a natural thing for them. They pulled away and just smiled at each other. Spencer felt like she was intruding on a private moment. It was just a kiss, but it felt like it was a lot more. Aria eventually pulled away from his arms to head over to her open suitcase that was sitting on top of Spencer's bed. Ezra eventually trailed after her.

"Sorry, I just need to change than we can go," Aria apologized. Ezra chucked and sat on the edge of Spencer's bed, looking at Aria.

"Are you sure? The towel's a great look on you,"

"Oh really?" Aria asked with a smirk. She moved so she was standing in between his legs, she took one of his and moved it so it rested right underneath her boobs. She leaned over and kissed him forcefully on the mouth and he eagerly returned it, moving his unoccupied hand to her butt. Spencer swore that she saw tongue. Oh hell, they were not going to start making out on my bed! Spencer thought angrily. Aria draped her arm around his neck, deepening the kiss. Her other hand slid up the front of his shirt and rested on his stomach. Mr. Fitz drew her closer towards him and growled in frustration when she took a step back to balance herself. This was just too awkward to witness. She would never be able to look at Mr. Fitz the same way ever again. She was about to clear her throat when Aria broke the kiss. Finally!

"I make the towel work?" Aria asked sexually her lips only inches from his. Mr Fitz had his eyes trained on her lips and just nodded, "Really? Because I was thinking I could just take it off," Spencer heard Aria murmur. His eyes widened and he quickly glanced up and met his girlfriend's gaze. Did they really forget that she was right here?

"Is that... is that all your wearing?" Mr. Fitz whispered anxiously. She noticed that his hand that was resting on her butt was now slowly moving up her thigh underneath the towel. If Spencer thought it was easy to mistake him for another one of her classmates before, it wasn't even a question now. He was as horny as any high school guy. So much for a 'professional distance'!

"Do you want to find out?" Aria said lustfully. Spencer noticed the sharp intake of breath from her English teacher and saw that Aria's hand, the one that wasn't currently up his shirt, had moved up his thigh and was now resting on the tented part of his dark jeans. Oh my God, I will never be able to un-see this, Spencer thought.

"Ye-"

"No!" Spencer cut in loudly. This was not going to happen. They were not going to have sex on her bed. As soon as she spoke they quickly jumped apart and blushed fiercely. Aria wrapped her towel tighter around her and stepped away from her boyfriend, removing her teasing hands, as Mr. Fitz quickly tried to pull his shirt down to hide the situation in his pants. They had clearly forgotten that she was there, "No, all towels will be remaining on bodies," She glared at Aria who only blushed deeper, embarrassed at what Spencer had just witnessed, "Aria just... just go get changed in the bathroom." Aria nodded and quickly grabbed a bundle of clothes from Spencer's bed, kissed Mr. Fitz quickly on the cheek, and hurried to the bathroom.

Spencer closed her eyes and tried to erase the last ten minutes of her life. There was no she would be able to pay attention to Mr. Fitz's lectures ever again. She was awakened from her thoughts when she heard Mr. Fitz sigh loudly. She looked over and saw that he was still sitting awkwardly on her bed, rubbing the back of his neck absent-mindedly. Aria better hurry up.