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Noel (P.O.V.)

I walk to the town hospital, where the receptionist is.

"Hey, Jenna. Is Dr. Kingston here?" I ask.

"Hi, Noel. Um...let me check. I haven't seen him around here, but he's never missed a day of work." She answers as she looks him up on the computer.

"How's Toby?" She asks.

"He's doing great. He and my sister are dating now. How are you and Shana?" I ask.

"Actually, she's been seeming kind of distant lately. She's canceling plans and isn't answering my calls. It hurts." She sighs.

"Well, she must have an explanation of some sort. I mean, she has you, and it's hard not to fall for you. I know I did." I laugh, referring to a huge crush I had on her in middle school. She laughs too.

"It looks like Dr. Kingston is here." She finally answers. I give her my thanks and leave for the room she directed me to.

"Wren?" I ask. He looks up from his paperwork.

"How can I help you?" He asks.

"I just want to make sure we have an understanding." I say.

"And what would that be?" He questions. "I want you to leave my sister alone." I demand. He scoffs and looks back down at the clipboard in his hands.

"I have no idea what you are speaking of. I haven't had much contact with her in a while."

"Bullshit." I snap back.

"Excuse me?" He asks in disbelief.

"You heard me. I see the look on Spencer's face whenever she gets a text from you. I hear her tell you to back off. I don't want to see her hurt again, so I will tell you this once. Leave her the hell alone."

"Noel, I understand your concern. However, I assure you, I have not been harassing your sister and even if I was, what would you do? You didn't do anything last time."

"Well, last time I didn't know until Caleb told me that my sister showed up to school with a bruise on her face! You are so lucky Jason talked me out of putting you in a hospital the way you did to her!" I step closer and say, "I swear if you get within 50 feet of her I will ruin you. Remember, one phone call and you'll lose your job, your apartment and everything else. So back off."

He just glares at me, but he doesn't say anything. I leave the room, not wanting to look at him anymore.

When I get home, I storm right up to my room, not wanting to speak to anyone.

Spencer (P.O.V.)

I am on the floor of my bedroom, across from Toby, with textbooks laid out in front of us. We have a major French test coming up and are studying our asses off.

At least, I am.

"Spencer. Spencer. Spence. Babe." He bothering me. he never calls me "babe", that pet name annoys the both of us. "What?! And don't call me babe!" I snap.

" I knew it'd get your attention. I'm bored. We've been studying for three hours, now can I please take you out on a date?" He whines.

"I'll tell you what. I'm going to quiz you, and if you get them all correct, then we can take a break. Deal?"

"Deal." He says, giving me the stare of death.

"I'll start off with an easy question. Do you think you can handle it?" I mock him.

He sticks his tongue out at me in return.

"How would one say 'Je parle français' in English?" I ask him. He glares at me.

"Really? That's all you could come up with?"

"Just answer it!"

"Fine! I am speaking French."

"Very good. Now, say two sentences in complete French."

"Vous êtes belle. Puis-je vous prendre pour le dîner maintenant?" He asks.

I sigh, close the book, and get on my feet. "Okay let's go."

"Merci!" He replies.

"Shut up."

Toby P.O.V.

When we arrive at the restaurant, we are immediately seated in a booth. "Do you want to share an appetizer?" I ask, but then I realize that she is distracted.

I follow her gaze to another table, where there is Jason and a girl with blonde hair.

"Is that who I think it is?" I ask in disbelief.

"Jason?" Spencer gasps.

"I thought he was trying to get Aria back." I say.

Spencer shakes her head,

"You know what? I'll worry about it later. Right now we are on a date. I didn't take a break from studying to spend it upset." She then reaches across the tables and places her hand gently on top of my own.

I smile and lean to peck her on the lips, causing her to blush. I chuckle.

Then things start to turn bad when our waitress comes to take our order.

"Hi I'm Alison and I'll be your server."

A/N: It has been months since I posted a chapter of this story. I am awful. Please review so I know that no one forgot about this story! By the way, in order to type in French, I used a translating engine so I am not sure if it came out right.