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Confrontations

It had been three days since homecoming but it felt like forever. The police searched Toby's house the next day and there was now a warrant out for his arrest. On Monday the girls were all mad that Toby had fled town and I defended him which led to another argument. So today things were tense and awkward between us to say the least. I didn't feel right sitting with them at lunch and the old chemistry lab was the last place I wanted to be. So I decided to spend lunch in Jason's office and that's where I was headed when I heard my name.

"Spencer!" A girl's voice called out and I recognized it almost immediately.

"Jenna." I replied as politely as I could.

"Where is he?" She demanded.

"Wow, you really don't like small talk, do you." I stated sarcastically.

"Not when I need answers. Now, where is he, Spencer?"

"How can I answer the question if I don't who you're asking about?"

"Cut the crap, Spencer, you know exactly who I'm talking about. And you know exactly where he is too because you were the one that helped him get out of town."

"What makes you think I'm the one that helped him? And even if it was me, what makes you think I know where he is?" I asked her continuing to play dumb.

"Toby drove my mom's car to homecoming on Saturday night. After the dance the car was still in the lot but Toby was gone and so was Jason's car. But Jason never left the dance so he must have given Toby his car." She stated. "And don't ask another stupid question. Jason helped because I know how close the two of you are. Now, where is Toby?"

"Now, you're the one asking stupid questions. You seem to be forgetting that Jason's car was found abandoned two blocks from your house and Toby's motorcycle is missing."

"You helped him, Spencer. You gave him Jason's car so that he could go home and get his motorcycle. That way he could get out of town faster and have a head start before the police started looking. But you made things worse because running away makes him look guilty. And that is not what Toby needs right now."

"How do you know what Toby needs? And why do you even care?" I questioned.

"I've always cared about Toby." She answered defensively.

"Yeah, I know exactly how you feel about Toby." I said and then started walking away but then I turned around. "Oh and, Jenna, all I did on Saturday night was drop my purse. I guess Jason's spare set fell out and somebody found them."

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"Hey, Spencer," Mona greeted me as I took my seat in French which was beside hers.

"Hi, Mona," I replied.

Usually Mona and I made small talk until the class started but today I came in at the last second. The first thing the teacher addressed was our newest project and also who our partners would be. Mona and I had been paired together and after that we were told to spend the rest of class working on our project.

"So, you did help him didn't you?" Mona asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know, for someone so smart, you've been playing dumb a lot today." She quipped. "I heard you and Jenna in the hallway during lunch. And no, I wasn't eavesdropping; you two were standing a few feet away from my locker, not exactly the most private place to be talking."

"I wasn't playing dumb. I really don't know where he is." I told her.

"But you did help him. Why?"