One Look at You

Summer Blowouts

⚠️WARNING: RAPE INFERENCE⚠️
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Spencer had just settled into her room in the summer home when there came a light knock on the door. She opened the door. Emily was on the other side, She was the same age as Spencer.

"I was wondering if you wanted me to show you around, show you all the good places to eat, I could introduce you to some of my friends, you'll have people to pal around with this summer..." She asked apprehensively.

"Yeah, sure" Spencer smiled. She was sure Emily's mom probably told her to make her feel welcome but she didn't care all to much, she was determined to have fun this summer and if Emily just so happened to know the hunky mechanic that would just be a bonus. To Spencer's surprise Emily's first stop on the tour was her house. Emily ushered her up to her room. She pulled out a beautiful blue halter floral print dress and handed it to her. Next she removed a black off the shoulder dress for herself.

"I thought we were going on a tour." Spencer said shaking the dress at her.

"We are" Emily said as she rummaged through her jewelry box.

"It just so happens that the tour is on the way to a party I'm going to tonight, that's where you'll meet my friends." Emily said.

Spencer shrugged as she put the dress on. They walked through the town. Emily pointed out the arcade. She showed her the best ice cream parlor in town. They walked by the restaurant that Emily insisted made the best burger and coincidentally the best milkshake. She pointed out the best pizza joint which was in the on the edge of the beach.

"This concludes the tour" Emily said. Spencer followed her to a big white house. She could here music and see the people dancing to the beat. As she walked into the house she noticed a bunch of guys drooling at a blonde that was doing a sexy dance on a table in the foyer. Spencer was surprised they weren't grabbing at her.

"That's Alison" Emily said noticing Spencer staring at the blonde. "She's in my group, this is her house."

Spencer nodded.

"You see that hot mess brunette over there?" Emily asked. Spencer's gaze followed her finger. There was a gorgeous petite brunette. She was sipping on a cocktail and it looked like she was having a hard time staying upright. A ruggedly handsome blonde put an arm around her.

"That's my friend Aria!" Emily yelled. "The bodyguard there is Arias boyfriend Jason, he's also Ali's brother."

"Emily, what have we told you about bringing in strays" said a blonde walking up to them.

"Ignore Hanna" Emily said "she was raised by wolves" the two smiled at each other.

"Spencer this is Hanna, Hanna this is Spencer" Emily said finally making a formal introduction.

Hanna pointed across the room. "You see that hottie?" Hanna asked. "He's mine" Spencer looked and nearly fell over. It was the hottie mechanic.

"The mechanic?" Spencer asked, her heart bounding, in her ears ever to know if that's who Hanna was talking about.

"God, no" Hanna said with a light chuckle. The one next to him.

"Oh" Spencer said. She felt the relief wash over her body.

"His name is Caleb and he's mine" Hanna informed her.

"He's hot, but so not my type" Spencer said. That is what her best friend Mona had told her she should say whenever a girl was laying claim to a guy. If you just said "he's not my type" the girl would invariably ask her what her type was or accuse her of being stuck up saying "what he's not good enough for you?" Hanna had smiled at Spencer's admission her man candy was hot and was in fact not her type. Spencer thought Hanna would have gotten along splendidly with Mona.