Chapter 4 Spencer's Pov

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( a little note for all of you readers. Spencer is the smartest one out of all of the girls. She has A's in all of her classes and she mostly only studies on the weekends. All she cares about is what collage she will get into. okay back to the story) I woke up to my alarm singing some classical music. I turned my alarm off and stared at the wall for awhile. Then I got up and put on my cute skirt and white button up shirt. I put on some really long socks and boots. I walked to my bathroom and put on some makeup and did my hair. I walked down to my kitchen to see my dad rush out of the door and my mom sitting and reading a paper. Melissa( my older sister) was eating something out of an bowl. I walked to get my coffee mug and I poured coffee into my mug and got my purse and keys and walked to my car.( without saying anything to her mom or Melissa) I walked out to my car and started it and drove to school. When I got to school my usually parking space was taken so I parked by some people I didn't really know. I made my way to the entrance of school with coffee mug in one hand and purse in the other. I had to go to a meeting for the decathlon team( it's a team that trivia, history, math, and other things like that) all of a sudden my phone buzzes and I look down to see Aria has texted me it said " can I come over after school I need help studying😁😔" I thought about it and I had nothing to do tonight so why not. I responded "Spencer at your services😏" and smiled. Andrew said the meeting was over and I said okay! Andrew asked me to stay after so I did. Andrew asked me what I would be doing Friday? I said nothing that I know of why? He responded I would like to take you out. I smiled and said okay just text me the details. I walked out of the room an to my locker I was still smiling really big! I got my binder and things to get to class before the bell rang again. I walked into Honors History 2 and took a seat in the middle row. I looked around and started to take notes that were on the board.

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