AN:I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! TobyXOC.

Skylar had finally, somewhat finished her room. Her bed, dresser, and her desk had been placed inside and she was now unpacking boxes. She looked out her bedroom window, and saw people throwing things and screaming as Toby Cavanaugh walked passed. Skylar couldn't take it anymore. She ran don her stairs and came outside.

"Hey!" she screamed at the car. It got the driver's attention as she ran down to the car window

"Throwing things on peoples private property is vandalism, in which case I should probably call the cops" She smiled coldly, and the driver's eyes widened. She waved "bye bye now" and he drove off.

Toby Cavanaugh stood completely still as the girl who had just defended him turned around. She crossed her arms and looked up at him, being shorter than he was.

"You must be Toby. Hey, I'm Skylar" She stuck a hand out. Reluctantly, Toby took it.

"Thanks" He muttered

She shrugged "No big deal"

"You just moved here huh?" he remarked

"Yea. So?" she asked

" You must not know what everyone thinks I've done, or you wouldn't talk to me" he said quietly

She smiled "actually, I do. I've just chose not to believe them"

His jaw dropped "You- you believe me?"

She nodded "I've not been given any good reason not too"

He smiled, just a little "Well then, I'm glad."

She smiled back " Do you want to walk around town or something? We could hang out."

He nodded "I'd like that. Wait, shouldn't you tell your parents?"

She frowned " trust me, my mom wouldn't even noticed if I dropped off the face of the Earth."

He stared at her "I'm sure she would"

She looked down, her shoes becoming very interesting "Can we just drop it?"

He nodded "C'mon, we can go get coffee."

She followed Toby off the curb, and across the street. They walked down to the coffee shop, getting weird looks and whispered gossip in their direction.

For the first time since he'd been framed, Toby barely even noticed. Skylar was funny, and sweet. She was beautiful, and he could tell she didn't think so herself, but he did. Life didn't seem so bad for him at the moment.

*3 WEEKS LATER*

Toby was sprawled across Skylar's window seat, snoring. His head was in her lap, and she was reading. Her hand she wasn't holding the book with was absentmindedly playing with his hair. The two of them hadn't spent a day apart since the day they met. Skylar looked down and smiled at him. She tried to contain the feelings she seemed to be having for Toby, that she knew he probably would never return.

Everyone thought Toby still killed Ali, and now the police were eyeing Skylar too, Skylar just didn't know yet.

It was only Toby and Skylar tonight, her mom was out of town and had no problems leaving her here. Toby had been completely against this, and insisted he stayed over until she got home.

Skylar had laughed when she realized he'd fallen asleep on her lap. He was snoring and mumbling, and Skylar thought it was amazingly adorable. Sadly, they were only friends. Little did she know, that Toby was dreaming about her, sharing the same feelings Skylar had.

At around 11, Skylar slid out from under Toby's head to change into pajamas. She pulled out a pair of sorts and a long black t-shirt, that ironically covered the shorts. She came out to find Toby sitting on her bed, smiling at her. She sat down next to him and yawned. He laughed

"tired?"

she nodded and leaned onto his shoulder. closing her eyes. He looked down at her, and realized just how much she meant to him. He nudged her and she looked up "Yea?"

He put a hand on her cheek, bent down, and kissed her. She tensed, shocked, before she melted into it, winding her hand through his hair. He broke apart from her, grinning. She couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

everything was ok, at least for now.