I do not own Pretty Little Liars
A/N Hey guys! This is a new story which I will explain more in chapter one. This is the prologue to the next chapter and why everything is like it is. So remember to follow, fav, and review!
I bounce the ball across my legs and though them. Then pull up for a three pointer.
"Wow, Em you just keep getting better and better everyday." I hear the familiar voice of my best friend Alison Dilaurentis behind me.
"Sure for a sixth-grader." I say sadly, since I see the varsity players getting every single shot in. I look like a amateur compared to them.
"Shut up Em, you are amazing and everyone knows it." she says playfully,
"How do you even play this game anyway?" she asks walking over and grabbing the ball from me.
"Hold on I will be right back." I respond, going into my garage grabbing another basketball.
I come back quickly and see Ali trying to dribble, she isn't that bad.
"Ok give me the low down on basketball." she says stopping dribbling.
"Let's start with shooting," I instruct Ali nods her head,
"So go like this with your elbow out and bent back." I demonstrate and she copies me,
"Hold on let me help you." I say coming to stand behind her, I put my hand on her elbow fixing it's placement.
"Then put your other hand here." I say reaching for her left hand and placing it on the side of the ball. I was slightly taller then Ali so my warm breath was hitting against her ear in the cool fall air. I think I see her shiver.
She shoots it and I goes against the backboard then into the hoop.
"Would you look at that. Em you are a pretty good teacher." she says turning around to face me. Our lips are inches apart and I get this weird new urge to kiss her. I then hear foot steps and boys talking from down the street coming toward us, and pull back.
"Hey Emily, do yo want to play even though you are going to lose." Comes the annoying voice of Nick Miller the stupidest most irritating kid I have ever came across in my entire life.
"Sure I'll play you little d-bag, you will just lose." I retort smugly. I can see the anger in his eyes as I said this.
"Fine you asked for it to 10." he says irritated,
"To 10." I respond,
"Ladies first," he says passing me the ball. I clear it and he gets into his guarding position. I dribble it across my legs then though his and in for a lay-up.
"That's 2-0 me." I say just to get under his skin,
"Whatever, I was going easy on you." he responds I roll my eyes.
I get the ball again and shoot for an easy 3.
"Woo go Em." I hear Ali shout by Toby who is Nicks "friend" even though he doesn't really like him.
"Shut up Alison!" Nick yells at her, that is when I lose it.
"What did you say?" I ask him royally pissed off.
"I told her to shut up." he says to me as if nothing is wrong, I look at Ali who looks down at the ground. She looks back up at me her eyes meeting mine she looks hurt.
"Are we going to play or not?" he asks like the cocky bastard he is. I am going to kick the crap out of this kid.
"Ball." I yell at him, I dribble a shoulder check him square in the jaw. He fumbles back and falls on to his wrist, spraining it. He yelps out in pain,
"Opps." I say blandly, I didn't want him to sprain his wrist, but whatever its called karma.
"Bitch!" he says looking at me with his bright green eyes.
"Whatever, you deserved it." I say, then Ali and I walk into the house, I see her smile at me.
That isn't the last time I encounter him. He is the reason Alison left me.
A/N Believe me the next chapter is a lot better!