Seriously? Not one suggestion. Because of that, I expect no complaints about what I write. Ha. ANYWAY, Can you be-LIEVE the finale? Happy spoby, but sad about Mona. I LOVE her! So, here is my cliché chapter. Lame, but they need a first date. Badly. Also, I dedicate this chapter to PeaceLoveMaheen, without who I wouldn't have started this chapter. Also To my besties Anne, Layla, Jen-Jen, Kate, and Lex, for giving me the idea for this chapter. This is for the day you kidnapped me!

Spencer ran toward the door, swinging it open.

"Hi," she breathed, smiling up at Toby.

Spencer looked out at Toby, looking smashing in a nice coat and tie.

"So," she said happily, "where are we going?"

He grinned at her, and behind her, Hanna giggled.

Spencer's head shot back and forth between them suspiciously.

"Hanna? Do you know something I don't know?

"Maybe," she sang, "Now get on out of here you crazy kids!"

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As I was about to step into Toby's car, I felt something slip over my eyes, and the world went black.

"Toby!" I complained. "Why are you blindfolding me?"

I heard him laugh. "I told you. It's a surprise."

I laughed too. As we drove, I tried to keep track of the turns we made so that I could try to figure out where we were going, but I decided to give up after I thought he'd looped around the park three times.

As the car stopped, and Toby gently took me out of the car, I smiled. Not just anyone would do this for a girl.

As I took of the blindfold, I gasped.

"Toby! You brought me to CARIBOU?"

He smiled. "This was where I met you."

I grinned goofily at his cuteness.

He gently took my arm and led me inside.

That night was the best of my life. Toby had had the two cashiers set up a table near the back with a fancy tablecloth and settings. Then, one had dressed up in a suit and pretended to wait on us, then promptly serving us PB&J with little olive toothpicks, and chips stacked in desert cups. There were also small candles lit on the table.

As we drove home, I looked over at Toby and smiled.

The next day, I woke up happy. I danced into the kitchen where Hanna was making coffee, and hummed, taking down a cereal bowl from the cupboard.

Hanna grinned at me.

"Soooooo… how was your night? I noticed you didn't come back until it was quite late…" She let the end of the sentence drop suggestively.

I rolled my eyes. "Han. We did NOTHING. You must've fallen asleep early, because you were out when I got home, which happened to be at 10:30. I was home at a very reasonable time, thank you very much."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. By the way, your mom called. She wants you to call her back."

I frowned. My mother never called.

Hanna pointed to the phone at the end of the counter. "She said you weren't answering yours, so she called me, and wanted me to pass on the message."

I sighed, picked up my phone, and dialed.

The phone rang, and was picked up.

"Mom?"

"Spencer? Oh, thank God!"