The sequel to Club Walls and Bathroom Stalls.

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Emily and Hanna groaned as they walked back into Rosewood High School. After almost three weeks of being able to sleep in again and not stress about school, getting back into the pattern after Christmas break was going to take a few days.

"This is our last semester, come on, we should be excited," Spencer stated, rumbling through her locker to grab her AP US History book. Aria opened her locker and tried to keep Spencer's positive vibes going, "yeah, Spence is right. Only five more months in this place and we're done."

Hanna sighed as she opened her locker to look at herself in the small mirror on the inside of the door, "thank God we're seniors."

Emily leaned against her locker after shutting it, holding her AP English book. The tall brunette didn't mind school, in fact she enjoyed it, she just wanted to avoid a certain blonde that she officially had gotten to know on a physical level over Christmas break. Emily had no problem with hooking up with a girl for the night and never talking to her again. That was just how she worked, or at least that was how she developed after having her heart broken.

The tan beautiful girl used to be a complete sweetheart, spreading love to each person she came in contact with, and all she wanted was to be loved back as much as she gave out. Emily dreamed of being in love almost everyday.

One day her freshman year, a new girl named Maya moved to Rosewood. Emily immediately clicked with the girl, and needless to say, it didn't take the two long to start a relationship. Maya was Emily's first love and girlfriend.

Emily looked at Maya as if she was gold. The two dated for a bit over a year, and then one day in Emily's sophomore year, Emily went to surprise Maya at her house when Maya didn't go to school claiming that she was sick. Emily caught Maya with her ex-boyfriend that flew out to see her. It had turned out that Maya had been cheating on Emily for a few weeks prior to getting caught, talking to her ex-boyfriend behind her back and even claiming that she was flying out to see her grandparents back from her hometown, but really she was going to see her ex.

The break-up destroyed Emily. Maya begged for Emily back, but Emily couldn't go back to someone who had cheated on her. Emily considered them to be serious and fully trusted and loved Maya.

A few months later Maya returned back to her hometown to move in with her grandparents and be with her ex-boyfriend again. Spencer, Aria, and Hanna spent months helping the brunette recover. The three girls were Emily's rock. After Emily finally got over the break up, she turned cold. It was almost as if she was incapable of being attached to someone again, like she couldn't emotionally connect with anyone. Emily went out on a few dates and saw multiple girls different times, but never truly connected with any of them.

It wasn't that the brunette was attempting to be a womanizer, but she just didn't care about any of them. The only women she truly loved in her life were her mom and her three best friends. Any other girl just didn't hold a flame.

The reason Emily didn't want to run into the particular blonde was because she wasn't just another girl. This was the "It Girl" of Rosewood, and she owned the halls of Rosewood High School. Knowing the girl's reputation and how easily she could make anyone's life a living hell in high school, Emily did not want to cross paths with the blonde. Emily was not interested into girls who acted as if they were royalty. Sure, she didn't mind preppy girls and Emily even liked girls who were confident, but this blonde was not confident. She made confident look like a fragile joke. Even cocky was an understatement.

All Emily could hope for is that the queen bee was too drunk to remember the night about two weeks ago.

"Come on, Em, we're going to be late on the first day back," Aria said, nudging the taller zoned out brunette. Emily snapped out of her daze and pushed herself off of the lockers, following her three best friends to their English AP class.

"You would be excited to go to our first class," Hanna said, a tone of flirtation in her voice. Aria's cheeks flushed pink, "shh." Spencer and Hanna shared a look and both let out a small chuckle. Aria walked through the door of the classroom first as her eyes met with her teacher's. The young teacher smiled at Aria, "welcome back."

"Thanks, Mr. Fitz," Aria replied.

"Spencer, Hanna, Emily, good morning," Mr. Fitz stated, breaking his gaze from Aria.

The three girls replied with smiles and casual 'good morning's', sitting down in their seats around Aria's. "I wish my teacher was my boyfriend," Spencer whispered, setting her book down other desk."Oh please, your boyfriend is a freaking cop. That's a hot enough fantasy being fulfilled," Hanna remarked.

"Guys, shh!" Aria shooshed. Emily laughed at her friends behavior and took a sip of her coffee. The caffeine was the only thing keeping her up this morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Fitz," a flirtatious, husky voice sang out.

Spencer, Hanna, and Aria immediately whipped their heads over to the front of the classroom.

"Of course it's her," Aria hissed, rolling her eyes. "Does that surprise you?" Spencer said, her voice flat and not the least bit shocked. "Uh, good morning, Alison," Mr. Fitz replied, smiling at the blonde walking in the door.

Emily snapped her head up from her desk and looked at door. Shit. How could Emily have forgotten that she had a class with the blonde.

Emily put her hand over her eyes and titled her head down, pretending as if she was concentrating on the cover of her AP English book. Alison sat down two rows across from Emily, two of her friends walking behind of the blonde and sitting down behind her.

The bell rang and Mr. Fitz clapped his hands, "okay everyone, welcome back to class!" The class groaned as Mr. Fitz shut the door to the classroom.

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The bell rang as the students started to get up and file out of the door. "If anyone has any questions about the assignment, come see me," Mr. Fitz spoke out, erasing his chalkboard. "I'm going to go speak to Ezra, I'll meet you guys later at lunch today," Aria said before quickly walking over to her teacher of a boyfriend.

"My next class is a breeze, thank God," Hanna stated, getting up from her seat. Spencer stood up and sighed, "I wish I could say the same. These AP classes are going to be the death of me."

Emily stood up and made sure her back was facing away from Alison, who hadn't left the room yet. When Spencer and Hanna noticed how awkward Emily was standing and turning to avoid the blonde, Hanna couldn't let it slide.

"Em, what the hell are you doing?"

"Just looking out of the window. Making sure the weather is still nice," Emily replied, still facing the opposite direction of her friends. Spencer and Hanna exchanged a look. "seriously?" Spencer asked, too smart to know that Emily wasn't lying. Emily peeped over her shoulder to see Alison walking out of the classroom. The brunette sighed and turned back around and smiled, "it's sunny outside."

Spencer titled her head and gave Emily her typical do you think I'm an idiot look. "Yeah, I think there's also a 70% chance of you're bullshitting us today," Hanna replied, walking towards the door with her two friends. Emily carried her books with one hand and ran her fingers through her long, dark hair with the other, flipping it over, "I'll see you guys at lunch."

The brunette walked out of the classroom and down the hall to head to the library for her next class, thankfully that she didn't have with Spencer or Hanna…or Alison for that matter.

It was Emily's free period class which usually gave her time to work on other assignments, but with the first day being back, she had no work to catch up on or do, other than her new AP English assignment, but she had planned on working on the assignment with her friends tonight.

Emily sat down on one of the cushiony chairs in the library and sighed in relief, glancing around to notice that no one but the librarian was in the room with her.

"So, I guess we are just going to continue to act like we don't know each other?" a voice spoke, making Emily jump.

Emily looked up to find blue eyes looking down at her. Emily pressed her lips together, opening her mouth to speak but shutting it after the blonde continued.

"It's fine, you don't have to make up a lame excuse for not speaking to me, I was just curious," Alison DiLaurentis said. Emily eyed the blonde standing in front of her, "I didn't think someone like you would want to speak again."

Alison's eyebrows furrowed, "what does that supposed to mean?" Emily threw one leg over the other, "you just seem like the type that gets what they want from someone and then tosses them away."

Alison crossed her arms and shifted her weight. Emily couldn't help but to glance down at the small opening of Alison's cleavage showing under her shirt from her arms being pressed against her chest.

Emily looked back up to Alison's eyes and knew she had been caught. The brunette's checks started to blush as she broke her eye contact with the blonde and Alison couldn't stop her lips from curving into a small smile.

"In other words you're calling me a bitch?" Alison questioned, waiting for Emily's answer.

"That's not what I said," Emily replied.

"That's what you implied," Alison quickly responded.

"That's what you assumed," Emily shot back, not letting the queen of mean make her surrender.

Alison opened her mouth but pressed her lips back together. The brunette internally smiled, knowing that she may have just beaten Alison at a game she was very good at.

"Meet me for lunch today," Alison stated after a few seconds of her eye staring contest with the brunette sitting in front of her.

"Why would I do that?" Emily asked, her tone half playful, half serious.

"Why wouldn't you?" Alison asked back.

The intensity between the two girls was undeniable. There was some strong invisible force connecting the two, and both girls could feel it.

"I'm not meeting you with your friends, Alison. If we were to talk, we're talking alone," Emily replied. Alison's lips masked into a smile Emily swore was seductive.

"That seems to be the trend between us two," Alison's husky voice replied.

Emily's body tingled when the words came out of Alison's mouth. Emily opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't form words. Alison turned her body and then turned her head back to Emily, "I'll see you at lunch."

The blonde walked away from Emily and all the brunette could do was look at the girl who's body she had been all over just a couple of weeks ago.