Six

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Emma's POV~

That next day, I sat at the gym. Doing absolutely nothing. Joey and Spencer were currently playing eachother at basketball.

I had absolutely no idea on what was going on. I mean, I watched Spencer play when we were younger, but I could never grasp it. I wasn't a sport person.

After a few minutes, Spencer sat down next to me. He looked at me, then spoke up, "Why are you so dressed up?"

"Nobody told me we were coming to a gym, and I just felt like it." I shrugged.

"Well, you look good." He smiled shyly.

"Thank you." I grinned, "I try."

"Of course you do." He mumbled.

"Hey, you never know when you could meet someone important, and want to make a good impression. Like your future wife or husband, maybe even the president." I explained.

"What if you've already met your future partner?" He smirked.

"Then I hope I made a good impression." I smiled.

"You made a good impression on me." He shrugged.

"That was also 16 years ago, Spencer. We were 3, we didn't care. We only cared about the toys and dirt." I laughed.

"The only time you liked dirt." He snickered.

"I was more a princess person." I replied.

"I swear you act like you're a princess." He laughed.

"Maybe because I am." I grinned sarcastically.

"Yeah. Okay." He snickers.

I rolled my eye and groaned, "Go back to your lame sport."

"Actually, Joey's gonna finish up then we're heading to his place." He informed.

~*~*~

Like Spencer had said, after Joey was finished, we went to his place. The two guys sat there and argued while I kicked their butts at video games.

"Joe, do you have Call Of Duty?" I asked.

"I don't know." He shrugged, "Look."

I nodded and looked for it in his games. Eventually I found it. "Yes." I cheered.

"Wow." Joey laughed, "I never took you for a gamer."

"Neither did I." Spencer mumbled.

"Just one of my many secrets." I stated slyly.

"What?" Joey asked.

"What?" I repeated.

"What else don't I know?" Spencer asked.

"A lot." I answer.

"Like what?" He asked.

"During high school, I was hit on by four different girls." I comment.

"What? No way." He shook his head.

"Yeah. And after you left, I dated the football captain for about a year." I nodded.

"Thomas Reily?" He asked.

"Yeah." I laughed.

"What happened?" Joey asked.

I shrugged, "He pressured me too much. Tried to control me."

"Did your dad know?" Spencer asked.

I gave him a look. "Really? Neither one of my parents were home that much."

"I forgot that your parents were prestigious lawyers." He mumbled.

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