Backseat (A Spencer Hastings Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

A/N: Hey guys! I'm so sorry you had to wait so long for this chapter but like I already said, I haven't been feeling good these past few weeks. But I'm back now so enjoy!

When I came home, my clothes were soaked through, but I couldn't care less. I sat down on a chair and stared at the wall for what felt like ages. I didn't feel... anything. The thing is, deep down I knew that Spencer would never feel the same way about me. But hearing her say it out loud, I didn't think that it would hit me that hard. Especially because the kiss we shared just moments before she told me that, got my hopes up that maybe... just maybe, she was feeling it as well. But she didn't. And I knew that now.

Thinking about Spencer's rejection made my eyes well up with tears once again. It crushed me to say the least. And for the first time in months, I wasn't so sure if I would break the promise I once made to Spencer and to myself. The thought of seeing red on my body again crossed my mind a hundred times that night. I didn't even know why I didn't do anything. Well, maybe next day.

When the next day came, I overslept and only woke up due to Hanna calling me. "Angie, where are you? You know we always meet up before school", I heard her yelling. I rolled my eyes at her words. I'm so not in the mood for people in that moment. "I overslept. Don't know if I can make it to first period", I explained but she kept telling me to hurry up because they wanted me with them. I'm pretty sure Spencer doesn't want me to be there.

Honestly, the thought of how we should act with each other around the girls hasn't crossed my mind. It was the last thing I could think about. While I was making my way to school, I decided to just take a step back from them. Which means that I'll be spending my lunch breaks and my time after school alone again. I knew the other girls were not responsible for the way Spencer broke my heart just a few hours prior. It's just that I didn't want to see her. So, I would try to avoid her. I knew that this wasn't the best way to deal with this, but I had to sort out how I'm going to deal with this first.

When I arrived at school, I tried to spend as much time as I could outside of the front doors. I knew she was in there, so I just waited until it was like five minutes before the first bell rung to get inside and get my things out of my locker. As I was making my way there, I could see that Spencer was at her locker which was just next to mine. Great. I wanted to wait for her to leave but I also knew that if I did that, I'd be late for class, and I really didn't want to be late. So, I decided to just make my way over there.

As I was opening my locker, I knew that Spencer was looking at me. I could feel her stare. But I tried with everything I had in me to not make eye contact with her. "Hey, Angie", I heard her greet me like nothing happened. Although I could hear that her voice was different from her usual one, I didn't pay it no mind. Well, at least I tried to. Suddenly, I became very angry and frustrated. Hearing her greet me like nothing was wrong kind of triggered some sort of anger in me and I slammed my locker door shut with force. "Got to get to class", I said coldly and began to walk away. After my little anger outbreak, I felt my eyes beginning to well up with tears all of a sudden. The anger and the shame I felt brought tears to my eyes. I just kept walking to first period, trying not to feel anything.

Glad that I still made it to first period, I sat down in my seat, got my papers out of my bag, and began to write. That was what I did all day basically. I didn't pay any mind to the teachers because, honestly, I could care less about them right now. When English class came, I just wanted to leave. I was dreading English because I knew that all of the girls would be there. The thought of them staring at me because I didn't show up this morning and trying to read me was giving me a wave of anxiety. I hated when people were trying to study me.

I went inside the classroom and noticed that the girls were already in their seats. And, as I said, they were staring at me. My gaze never met theirs, but I could feel them looking at me and expecting an answer as to why I wasn't here this morning. The only thing I did though, was sit down. All through English class I could feel their eyes on me. I tried to listen to what Mr. Fitz was saying but them staring at me distracted me from getting any information into my head. It made me very uncomfortable. When the bell rung, I tried to get out of the classroom as fast as I could. Unfortunately, I was stopped by Hanna. The look on her face was an angry and confused one. I tried to get past her but she wouldn't let me go anywhere.

"What do you want, Hanna? I'm kind of in a rush here", I told her, still trying to get past Hanna. I was not in the mood to deal with her right now.

She gave me a sarcastic smile before answering, "Don't act like you're in a rush, you have a free period now. We all know it because we all have a free period right now. And you, little Missy, need to tell us why you were avoiding us the whole day."

I tried to give her a 'please-don't-do-this-to-me' look but she wouldn't get out of my way. Hanna looked passed me and by turning around, I saw all of the girls staring at me with expecting looks in their faces. Except for Spencer. She was avoiding my gaze at all costs. I turned around fully and told everyone that I was not in the mood to talk about it and that I would appreciate it if they just left me alone for right now.

That being said, I turned back around and left the classroom to sit down under a tree to read my book. Just like the old days, huh? Sitting alone under a tree like I did in the beginning of the school year. How pathetic I have become just because I kissed someone who never in a million years will reciprocate my feelings.