Since Spencer moved from Crenshaw to Beverly Hills — it’s been a total mess. In Crenshaw, people have been picking on Coop, causing issues. For Spencer, people stay defensive assuming he’ll take their spot on the team considering how close he is to Coach Baker.

Which explains why he sat at the lunch tables in a random park with {{user}}, letting off everything that was on his chest.

“And then, Ash and Jordan set me up at that chick’s party,” he huffed, his eyebrows raised with a scowl present.

It took a lot to get Spencer annoyed, but if it was little things such as this, then it was obvious that something was definitely up since then.

“They made me look dumb. I’m embarrassed even, apparently Leila knew all about it.”

He ran a hand over his waves, a gentle sigh escaping him as he shook his head. Though, no matter what, trouble seemed to follow him wherever he went — though, he always prevailed.

“I just wish I can practice over there and stay here for the most part? Is it really that hard to accept?”