Just like every morning I was awakened by my internal clock. But something was different this morning. I was lying on my side and curled up against something warm and muscular. I realized that at some point in the night I had curled up against Toby. I tried to sit up and move away but my arm was caught between his arm and his side. I carefully slid my arm out and hoped that I wouldn't wake him up. Last night had been perfect even if he did beat me and I didn't want to start this morning off with any awkwardness.

I quickly slid off the bed found my way to a chair in the corner, and not a second too soon. I heard Toby yawn and the bed creaked and I knew he was sitting up and awake. I tried to act like nothing was up and sit casually but I think he saw through it.

"Were you up all night?" He asked and I could tell he wasn't fully awake yet.

"Ugh-uh, no, I slept pretty well last night." I replied shaking my head. "How about you?"

"I slept pretty good too I guess." He answered and then I heard him get off the bed. "Here's your bag if you want to get dressed. You can have the bathroom first."

"Thanks, I'll try not to take too long." I told him as I headed to the bathroom. "Hey, do you think they have decent coffee in the main office?"

"At a place like this I'd say probably not. And I wouldn't drink the stuff in the room either." He commented.

"Ew no, I never drink the stuff they provide in the room." I shuddered in disgust and then went into the bathroom.

Jason had forgotten to pack a few other things besides pajamas for last night. So I followed my usual morning routine as best as I could. But I was sort of glad Jason had left the pajamas because I got to sleep in Toby's shirt. Which I decided to keep on even though Jason did remember to pack me a shirt.

"It's all yours." I told Toby as I came out of the bathroom.

"Thanks, I'll only be a few minutes." He said and a few seconds later I heard the bathroom door close. If Toby noticed that I was still wearing his shirt he didn't say anything and thankfully didn't seem to mind.

"So do you still want some coffee?" I heard Toby ask as he came back into the room.

"I always want coffee." I said stating the obviously. "But we already agreed that this place probably doesn't have anything worth drinking."

"Well, the checkout time is ten and it's almost nine now. We could leave now and go find somewhere to have breakfast." He suggested and I felt him sit down beside me on the bed.

"Sure, that sounds good." I nodded in agreement. "Wait, but Jason's covering for me. I'm supposed to be at his place until tomorrow morning."

"We could invite him to have breakfast with us." He pointed out and I could tell he was joking.

"No!" I demanded, that was the last thing.

"How did I know that's what your answer would be?" Toby asked laughing.

"It's because you're one of the few people that knows me better than I know myself sometimes." I told him without really thinking about it.

"And you're the only person that knows me better than I know myself sometimes." He added I knew he was smiling by the way he said it. This was one of those times when I really missed seeing his smile.

"Hey, I've got another idea." He said a minute later after a shared moment of comfortable silence. "What if we get takeout from The Grille and then go back up to the hill?"

"Are you suggesting a picnic breakfast? I think anybody that says no to that is crazy. Let's do it."

"Thanks, for today and yesterday, Tobes. I had a great time, and you were right, I needed that." I told him as he walked me up the stairs to Jason's apartment.

"I had a great time too, and I'm really glad you did. You deserve a break from life every once in a while." He told me.

"I'm sorry we had to end things because of my parents though." I sighed.

Jason had called and said I needed to come back to his place. My parents had suddenly decided to have a family lunch at some restaurant in Philly. And the fact that Jason was invited meant that this was pretty serious.

"Don't worry about it, I understand. And I'm here if you want to talk about it afterwards."

"I love knowing that." I said with a smile.

"Here we are." He mumbled.

"Maybe we could do this again sometime." I suggested not ready to say 'goodbye.'

"Yeah, we should. It was fun to kick your ass at Scrabble." He commented quietly.

I opened my mouth to argue, but no words came from my lips. Instead I felt something gently press against them as Toby's arms wrapped around my waist. I was surprised but quickly returned the kiss and my hands somehow found their way around his neck.

"I was not expecting that." I told him and a smile spread across my face.

"Me neither." He said as he leaned closer so our foreheads were against each other.

We stood there together in the moment for what seemed like forever. Then Jason happened.

"Well look at what we got here." Jason stated.

I could usually tell when Jason was and wasn't playing around. But right now I couldn't. He had obviously seen us kiss. So he could be annoying and tease me about it or he could be mad and try to hit Toby or something.

"It's about time!" He yelled at us.

"Jason, don't you have something that you need to be doing?" I asked making it obvious that I wanted him to get lost.

"Nope, I'm dressed and ready as I'll ever be for the spur of the moment family lunch." He said ignoring my hint. "You're the one that needs to get in here and get ready. Because Peter and Veronica already don't like me so I don't need to give them more reason to by us being late."

"I'll get out the way and let you get ready then." Toby said joking slightly.

"You're never in the way." I told him. "Bye, Tobes."

"Bye, Spence." He said and then kissed my cheek.

It was sweet that he kissed my cheek goodbye, but after the kiss we had just shared it was a little disappointing. Thinking about our first kiss together, and my first kiss ever, I remembered what Toby said right before hand.

"Hey, Toby!"

"Yeah, Spence?" He asked.

"It was not a complete ass kicking by the way!" I yelled at him.

Toby didn't reply, instead I heard him laugh and walk away.

Jason and I got back from lunch it was late in the afternoon. The lunch and been eventful to say the least. It was me, Jason, Dad, Mom, Melissa, and Ian. It was still strange to think of Ian as a member of the family. When the meal was served Ian said he had an announcement to make. They wanted to start a family.

It would have been one thing to announce that she was pregnant, but all that to say that they were trying was a little too much information. But of course everything in Melissa's life has to be celebrated. Even if my parents weren't happy that they had eloped, and I didn't ever want to think about Ian and Melissa trying to have a baby.

The first thing Jason did when we got back was go straight to his room and change. I laughed because I knew we hated wearing anything other than t-shirts, polo's, and jeans.

I made my way over to the couch and sat down. I wanted to call Toby but I also wanted to think a little more before I did. It didn't take long for my thoughts on family matters to shift to Toby and our kiss. It was two years ago today that we had spoken to each other for the first time. And just like I wasn't expecting the kiss, I never expected to make friends with Toby that day, but I'm really glad it happened.

When school got out I went straight to the library to get some books that I needed for my paper. I also wanted to get a book for personal enjoyment. Usually I studied on the weekends but this coming weekend I wanted to take a break and relax. I had a lot of favorite books that I would love to read and sometimes it was hard to choose. But today I knew exactly what book I was going to check out, The Catcher in the Rye. In my determination to get in and out of the library quickly I walked right into someone and dropped the stack of books I was carrying.

"Oh no, I am so sorry." I apologized after bumping into the person.

"Don't worry about it." The boy shrugged as he picked up the books I dropped.

"Thanks." I mumbled feeling stupid and awkward for making a fool out of myself in front of him.

"No problem." He told me and I realized the boy was Toby Cavanaugh.

I had already done something embarrassing and I didn't want to say something that would make things worse. So I grabbed the book I came to get. But Toby bumped into me when we went for the same book at the same time.

"Uh, sorry, you can have that." He mumbled.

"Wait you want to read The Catcher in the Rye?" I asked him surprised a little that we had gone for the same book.

"Yeah, it's my favorite. I've read it three times already. I can wait to read it again if you want it."

"You've read it three times? I've only read it twice. And I don't think anybody else in Rosewood has read a book more times than me."

Now I was really surprised. First, because he had read the book more times than I had. And second, because out of nowhere I didn't feel awkward. I felt like I could be myself around him and not Spencer 'Perfect' Hastings and I enjoyed talking to him because of that.

"Well then, go ahead and check it out so you can catch up. I'll find something else." He offered and I thought that he was a lot nicer than most guys I knew.

"Are you sure?" I asked hesitantly.

As much as I wanted to read it and catch up to him I didn't want to be rude after he was being so nice to me.

"I'm sure, although you do have a lot of books already." He pointed out.

"Yep, and all of them are for school." I laughed quietly because I was used to people teasing me about how much I studied. "But I can always find a little time to read for pleasure."

"I'm sure you can." He nodded and quietly laughed as well handing me the book. "Let me know you return it because I still want to read it."

"I'll do that." I told him and then looked down. "Hey, I'm sorry about what Alison said to you at school today."

"You don't have to apologize for Alison. She says stuff like to everyone."

"Yeah, I know." I nodded sadly as I thought about what Alison did. "I still feel bad about it though."

"Spencer, don't because you didn't do anything wrong." He assured me.

And I appreciated that he did, but I was confused as to why. People were either nice to me because I was friends with Alison or hated me because they thought I was just like her. But I wasn't used to people being nice to me just because.

"Well, could I make it up to you?" I asked him since I still felt bad. "Maybe we could hang out sometime. If we have the same taste in books maybe we have more stuff in common."

"Sure, that sounds nice." He nodded and I was glad because I would get to see him again.

"Okay then, I'll see you around, Toby." I smiled and then walked away even though I didn't really want to.

On my way home I took my time instead of rushing. It's funny how my short conversation with Toby had changed a lot of my ideas. Toby was different than I expected. And there was just something about him that made me like him immediately. But I didn't know what. But I did know that the girls would find it interesting that for once I didn't have an answer to something.

I really hoped that he meant it when he said that hanging out sounded nice. I thought it would be fun, but it probably wouldn't happen. He was most likely just being polite and didn't really want to hang out with one of Alison's friends. But I still looked forward to it and hoped that it would work out. Because I knew Toby was someone special and I wanted to get to know him better.

They Kissed! Finally, right? And of course Jason was around to see it. I hope you enjoyed seeing Spencer's side of how they met. Next chapter has the girls hanging out and guess what. The whole thing will be from Hanna's POV. I figured I would try something different so I hope you guys are excited about it. And tonight is the finale of season 5. Nice timing, big Spoby kiss in my story and supposedly the reveal of Big A in the finale. So we have a lot to look forward to and be excited about today. BTW 6 reviews for the Friday update and feel free to give flashback ideas. Thanks!