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Let's Have Dinner	By : Deleted account Category: M through R > Pretty Little Liars Views: 6467 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The phone buzzed in Toby’s hand. Unknown number Great. *Does she taste as good as she looks? I’d like to get me some of that action—A* There was a video file attached to the text message. Super, another video of my “girlfriend” fucking someone else. Toby opened the file. A close-up of a naked girl lying on a bed in a dark room; Toby recognized the music, the skin, the freckles on the hipbone—Spencer. She was alone this time. Holy fucking shit—she’s—Toby’s pants began to feel far too small. Toby ducked into the nearest doorway in need of some privacy.
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“So Spence, how was your Thanksgiving?”
“Oh, you know, dinner at the club, me stone-cold sober surrounded by loads of drunk shithead friends of my parents. Melissa started a game of high-low, she’s thriving at B-school and couldn’t wait to rub it in: overall no more than the usual bullshit.”
“Really, that’s all you’re gonna give me after I had to cover for your “Black Friday” sleepover? Come on, help a girl out, my ‘A’-enforced abstinence is killing me.”
“Okay, fine. I surprised Wren when he got home from work.”
“That’s it? Give me details.”
“He came home really late after his double shift at the hospital and I had fallen asleep in his bed.”
“Aww, did you cuddle?”
“Yes. All night. Enough?” Aria and Emily joined them in Hanna’s room with the popcorn.
“I think it’s so romantic, like Shakespeare or the Notebook. You meet Wren, there’s this immediate undeniable chemistry, but he’s engaged to your sister, the timing is all wrong—and now, a second chance—”
“Are you doing a dramatic reading that we don’t know about?”
“No—it’s like fate or something. Like Rachel McAdams reading about Ryan Gosling in the newspaper right before her wedding to what’s-his-face.”
“James Marsden.”
“I just think it’s romantic that you have another chance.”
“Like this timing isn’t wrong now?” asked Aria. “She already has a boyfriend, but she doesn’t even know if her actual boyfriend is really her boyfriend or a grave robbing stalker.”
“Yeah, but if we all waited around for the perfect timing, you wouldn’t have gotten together with Ezra.”
“Point taken, timing isn’t everything.”
“Do you believe that it was fate that you met Ezra at a bar before you met him as your teacher?” asked Emily.
“Maybe, but I don’t think that you can rely completely on fate. I think maybe fate arranges the meeting, but you determine the future. You have to take the risk”
"The chemistry with Wren is--good."
"Understatement of the century."
"But there's Toby. I love Toby, but I don’t know if he loves me. I thought that he did—I don’t know anymore.”
“Toby’s been framed before. ‘A’ could just be messing with you. You don’t know for sure that Toby is ‘A’.”
“I know that you’re right, Em, but why hasn’t he returned my calls by now? Why did he leave Rosewood? It’s been weeks. I can’t take not knowing. Can we just watch the movie and talk about something else?”
“It’s crazy about Jenna Marshall, right?” asked Aria.
“Yeah, I know, right? She wasn’t my favorite person, but dead?”
“I heard that her parents found her body in her bedroom. Can you imagine?” empathized Emily.
“My mom said that she thinks that Jenna’s death is suspicious and that the cops are calling it accidental to gather evidence without alerting their suspect.”
“Jenna could be a bitch, but why would anyone want to kill her now?”
“You mean why would ‘A’ want to kill her now; probably for the same reason that they killed Garrett. They knew something or ‘A’ thought that they knew something so ‘A’ shut them up, permanently.”
“Can we just watch the movie and not talk about ‘A’ for the rest of the night?” They restarted the movie. Hanna leaned over to Spencer and whispered, “Can I just say that I like his shoes?”
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A week later at during lunch at school, rumors about Jenna Marshall’s murder were spreading like wildfire.
“My mom said that the cops arrested Noel Kahn,” said Spencer, sitting down at their table in the courtyard.
“The newspaper said she died of a head injury. I’m sure that Noel didn’t mean to kill her, it was probably an accident.”
“Aria, just because you dated him doesn’t mean he’s innocent. If it was an accident, he should have called an ambulance,” said Hanna as she sat next to Aria.
“Sneaking out of Jenna’s house in the middle of the night doesn’t look good,” said Emily.
“I just don’t believe that Noel could murder someone.”
“Aria, he did try to blackmail Ezra into changing his grade. It’s not like he follows a strict moral code.”
“But blackmail isn’t murder.”
“I overheard some of the coaches talking. Mr. Kahn is trying to prevent the school from reporting Noel’s arrest to the Harvard lacrosse coach. Even if it was an accident, his whole recruitment is in jeopardy.”
“God, how do you explain getting arrested for murder on your college application?” asked Aria.
“Character building?” said Spencer, causing Hanna to snort.
“More like community service—you know, getting rid of Jenna—what, too soon?”
“Just a little, Han. Besides aren’t we being hypocritical? It’s not like we’ve never been arrested for murder.”
“I’m just relieved that it isn’t one of us in trouble this time.”
“Yeah,” the girls agreed. Or dead, they thought.
“What about Mona, have you asked her about Toby yet?” asked Emily
“No, and I’m not going to. She’s just going to lie to me and nothing she says will make me feel better. Even if she told the truth, how could I tell? If I don’t believe a word she says, what use is there in confronting her?”
“You’re just losing hope at the moment. It will all work out with Toby, I’m sure of it.”
“Yeah, well, hope breeds eternal misery,” said Spencer, causing a flashback: damn, that first time I saw him.
Paige waved to Emily and walked over to join the table.
“Hey Paige, we were just talking about Jenna Marshall,” said Hanna.
“I know, everyone’s talking about her murder. Can you believe they’ve arrested Noel?”
“We were just saying how it must be some kind of mistake, it must have been an accident,” said Aria
“We’re going to go hang out in the library,” said Emily, grabbing Paige’s hand and tugging her away.
“Nice seeing you Paige!”
“Bye guys!”
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“Detective Wilden, you’re never going to believe this report from forensics.”
“Is that the report on the DNA on the victim’s clothes?”
“Yes. The semen found on the victim’s robe near the shoulder doesn’t match the suspect’s DNA.”
“Shit! That asshole Kahn kid is going to walk. His Daddy’s lawyers have already started burying the DA’s office under a mountain of pre-trial motions. They’ll get a judge to dismiss the charges and next thing you know, he’ll be living in some exotic country without a U.S. extradition treaty. There’s two kinds of law in this country: one law for rich people and one law for poor folks, and neither ever seems to amount to justice.”
“I don’t know about that. Forensics found a match to the semen. With this guy’s record, it’s possible that Kahn didn’t kill Jenna Marshall after all.”
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