Take a chance

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Chapter 2

Hannas P.O.V

As I was walking into business Monday morning, I saw Toby standing at the door way waiting for someone. As I begin to walk in he grabs my arm. "Hey!" I shout "let me go!" He loosens his grip but doesn't let me go. " I'm sorry, but I just need to know about that girl you were with at the diner." He says kinda shy. My face lights up "oh you mean spencer?" He smiles " so that's her name, so when can I see this spencer again?" I tell him to come to the brew around 5:30 and I'll get her to come. We both walk in to class and take our seats.

Spencer's POV

As we walk into the brew Hanna keeps going on about some new perfume she just got but I don't hear any thing i just keep thinking about the blue eyed boy that goes by the name as Toby. " hey guys what can I get you to drink" Emily asks shaking me out of my thoughts. Hanna asks for a frappachino and I ask for black coffee and we go sit down. " so spence what do you think about this Toby guy" she asks nudging my elbow. " why did he say somthing!" I ask way to excited. "So you like him." She says confident. " I mean I've only seen him once and I'm not making the mistakes my mom made" I say plain. " hey spence not every one is like you dad" she says calmly not knowing how I'll react. "I know but it's just hard because I don't want to be in that place again so I just have to be careful."I say but I notice Hanna's looking behind me so I turn around and see those eyes again the ones that draw me in the ones that make me forget about what my dad did. "Hello I saw you other day at the diner and I just had to know you so I asked your friend Hanna here were you would be tonight because I just had to know who you were" he says so sweetly. I just sit there and smile like a dumb idiot. "So" he continues "do you wanna go out with me to spore night?" Before I even get to answer Hanna says " she would love to" he just smiles and says "I'll I'll you up at 6 text me your address and he gives me his number that he wrote down on a napkin. Then he just walked away.

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