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Team 6: Pilot

She was done. Fed up, there was nothing left for her to say to the beautiful blonde who was standing in front of her.

"I'm done Ali, I'm so done." The contours of her face were tense. She was dead serious, and while looking deep inside those blue eyes, she hit deep inside her soul and the blonde felt it. She wasn't kidding.

"Em, please…" Ali's face soften and tried to cushion the blow she was just dealt with. She gently caressed the girl's cheeks with her thumbs, trying to calm her.

"No. Stop." Emily grabbed the soft hands and dragged them off her face. She wasn't going to give up that easily. "This time, I get to leave you."

She gave one last look at the girl who she's loved since they were little kids, and stepped off the porch. She saw the state that she left the blonde in as she put her car in the ignition and sped off. She was crushed, mortified, and as soon as Emily's car left the driveway, she let the tear she had been holding in finally fall.

Ali couldn't pull off a lie this time. Putting on a show was her thing, but as much as she tried to show off that it didn't bother her, she was putting on the worse performance. She laughed at the appropriate times when Hanna would crack a joke, and even bitched when Mona tried crossing her path. But if you really knew Ali, like Spencer, Aria, and Hanna did, then you would see the truth. If you looked closely enough, you'd might get to witness the small distance glances she made outside the window during 4th period. Or how sometimes during lunch, she uncharacteristically would go quiet and seem as if she was reminded of something that made her sad.

Spencer and Aria were walking to 5th period, when something unsettling unfolded before them. Emily was talking to the infamous and Rosewood High's ex-prince Bryce Astor. The two seemed to be having a casual conversation in front of the main office of the school, but being near the presence of an heir to a billion dollar company who was always dressed in a crisp suit gave them a creeping feeling.

Emily caught their gazes from a far, and then quickly ended her conversation with Bryce as soon as he handed her something that resembled a business card. All eyes were on her, and everyone knew the ex-prince didn't talk to anyone unless there were other motives.

"Why were you talking to Bryce, Em?" Spencer approached Emily's locker right after school, she was as eager to know why the ex-prince returned to his old high school as everyone else who saw their brief encounter.

Emily paused for a brief second, "I-I just ran into him while going to the office, no big deal." She shrugged it off as if talking to someone of Bryce's standards was the most normal thing in the world. But Spencer and everyone else who knew him would be quick to disagree.

Bryce Astor, the son of Isabella and Lance of the Astor family, went to Rosewood 2 years ago, when the girls were just sophomores. He was the pinnacle of success and high reputation, and when he attended Rosewood High naturally he would be it's prince, not to mention his model looks also contributed to his already outstanding pedigree. This was the same family who owns the Astor towers in New York, LA, Paris and Tokyo. The billion dollar tech company that has risen based off of publicity, looks, and highly efficient self-marketing has the next generation of technology that surpasses Apple, and will be passed down to it's heir when the time comes. But behind the fast cars and luxury mansions, this family has a few secrets of their own.

"What did you guys talk about?" Spencer was really pushing the subject, she wanted to know why all of a sudden the heir was hanging around the school, and it couldn't have been a coincidence. "Don't you remember the type of reputation he used to have at this school? I saw him give you something."

Emily sighed, when it came to Spencer, there was no point in trying to deviate away from when she was forcefully pushing for an answer. "He just…asked me what my plans were for when I graduated. And offered me an internship at one of their Astor Towers."

Spencer gave her a funny look, and briefly paused before thinking about what she was going to say next, "Why would he do that? No offense Em, but it's not like he actually knew any of us existed while he was going to this school."

Emily closed her locker, "I don't know Spence, I try not to question any of the good things that tend to happen. God knows, after what we've been through these past couple weeks with Ali, we could use some good karma." Emily picked up her bag and started to make her way to the locker rooms for her assistant coach position, then paused when she heard Spencer from behind, "What goes around, comes around Em. With Bryce involved, I don't think this is the come around part."

Few weeks rolled by, and to notice the sudden dynamic of their friend group abruptly change was an understatement. The girls had cut Ali loose from the group, causing the blonde to slowly start to sway away from the girls doing god knows what with her time away. Emily had slowly start to distance herself as well, but her actions didn't go unnoticed by the other girls.

"Why have you been so distant with us Em?" Hanna questioned, the girls were hanging out afterschool and kept insisting that Emily come. It's not that Emily didn't want to hang out with her best friends, she was just tired. All this drama with A has been going on for years, and she's just worn out.

Emily didn't make eye contact with the blonde, they were in her room alone while Spencer and Aria went to go get study snacks for them in the kitchen. She absent mindedly stared at the floor, completely unattached to the conversation they were having. "Do you ever day dream what it would be like in a world without A? If we never met Alison…" She sounded empty, and distant, "If we could just end it right here, right now. What that would be like?"

Hanna didn't know to respond, so she answered a question with a question, "Where is this coming from?"

She kept her gaze on the floor, "I'm just tired."

Silence swept over them for a few moments, "All the time…" Hanna whispered, "I think about what we did to deserve this, why fate is punishing us for something that we might of did wrong." Hanna placed her hand on top of Emily's, "Why good people get punished is something that I will never understand. But what brought all of us together in the first place is the same thing that keeps us together. I have A to thank for that."

Emily knew where Hanna was coming from. She could tell that her sudden inspiration wasn't from intellect but personal experience. Hanna had gone through her phase of drinking, now she was just grateful that through it all she still had her friends.

"I think it's about time someone did something." Emily looked up, intensity crept up into her eyes, "We don't deserve this anymore."

Hanna was just about to respond when Emily's phone chimed from a text,

Bryce Astor 5:30pm

Tonight.

Emily quickly picked up her phone and read the text briefly, "I have to go." She quickly grabbed her things and made her way out the door, ignoring her friends call after her.

There was a sudden disruption in front of the school after the last bell sounded off. Students began to form a small audience in the parking lot. Just as the girls and Alison began to see what all the commotion was about, a sleek, jet black Rolls Royce pulls up to the school and parks. Bryce Astor and Emily Fields step out together, dressed as what could only be described as a luxury power couple. Him dressed in a fit grey suit, and her in a black Gucci dress and signature red bottom Louis Vuitton heels.

The rumors started to spread around the school like wild fire. Some were saying that Emily suddenly turned straight and is now dating Bryce, others say he's only using her for her image in order to promote the Astor Tech company. But they couldn't be far from the truth.