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𝓢tiles pulled up in front of allison's house, wondering how to ask spencer to lydia's party on friday. "thanks for the ride." before she leaves, he speaks, "i have a question i've wanted to ask you."
"okay?" spencer looks at him weirdly, "and would you stop fidgeting so much?"
"sorry, sorry. would you like to go to lydia's party on friday night? or is that too much for you too soon? i know you said you like your space, and i would never want to interfere, but i enjoy having you around. even though you make me nervous, i feel comfortable talking to you. i don't know whether that's because you're a good listener or because you don't make me feel uncomfortable about rambling."
spencer had heard no one tell her that before. she always got she was so quiet and too closed up. bringing her around would only ruin the fun, so she never got invited to parties, which she didn't mind, but she also didn't mind the thought of going to one. "yeah, i'd like that."
"wait, really?" stiles asked, stunned. "yes, really idiot. pick me up at 7." spencer gets out of the car walking up the steps to the argent house. she quickly runs back down. "oh, and i need you to give me a ride home. if that's not too much to ask." he shakes his head, "just text me, and i'll be here." spencer smiles at him shyly. "thank you." she rings the doorbell, and a man answers the door. spencer turns to stiles, waving, telling him he can leave now. "uh, hi, i'm spencer, a friend of allison's." she voices as she turns back around.
argent said nothing; he just stared at spencer, surprised, "honey? who is at the door?" allison's mom came to the door, opening it wider to see. "hello."
"hi, i'm spencer, a friend of allison's."
"spencer!"
allison squeals, running down towards the door with a smile. "mom, dad. this is spencer, the one i told you about." spencer couldn't help but look at argent; she felt like she knew him. "nice to meet you, spencer." allison's mom turns to her daughter, "made a friend on the first day?"
the brunette rolled her eyes playfully. "we're going to be upstairs. please don't bother us." they both nodded, watching the girls walk up to allison's room. "so," allison shut her door, jumping onto her bed. "did scott ask about me?"
spencer scoffs, "you two are so alike. the minute i told him i was coming over, his head nearly broke." spencer shakes her head at allison's smile; she thought it was beautiful. "stiles also asked me to attend lydia's party on friday."
"see! i knew it; you two are a thing." spencer rolls her eyes. "we are not a thing, just friends. i'm still hung up on my ex-boyfriend, that wouldn't be fair to stiles." allison wiggled her eyebrows. "look, he's sweet, but it's too soon."
