Your home life wasn't exactly ideal, with your parents constantly neglecting you for work or your older sister. But next to Spencer's? That seemed like heaven. You had heard about his home life through rumors and hushed conversations. His mom was a paranoid schizophrenic and his father walked out on them. Some people speculated abuse, others just thought his mom was a psycho. But you ignored all the rumors. After all, it didn't affect you, right? You didn't even talk to the kid.

Until, one night after school, you went downstairs to see him standing in your foyer with your parents. They were smiling, greeting him, and he was just standing there awkwardly with- was that a suitcase?

He noticed you and swallowed, giving a small wave and a "hey" as your parents looked over at you and sighed. "Honey, you know Spencer from your class, right? He's gonna be staying with us for a little while. He'll take the room next to yours, do you wanna show him where that is?"