Hey there Liars! I'm back with a new PLL story.

Whoever has kept up with Jessie's junior year in the previous story I hope you will start over with me in this new one.

I do not own Pretty Little Liars.

All credit to Sara Shepard and Freeform.

Please review and let me know what you think of the first chapter!

This summer I'm working as a basketball/softball instructor at the Rosewood High. I got it about a week after school ended and it goes all the way to the end of July. Not only will that help keep me busy but I also need the extra money. So when Tori came to me to tell me that her dad was in charge and he needed an extra person and recommended me for the spot, I didn't hesitate to take it. I had also been offered to work with the kids at the camp that Mona had her party, but that would have set my anxiety on overload.

I'm barely home though since I have to balance that on top of working at the store. So my hands are pretty full, which I'm grateful for because it keeps my mind off of anything that reminds me of Mona. Also Aunt Ella and Uncle Byron are having their differences again. Ever since they found out about Mona being behind everything that the girls went through they started blaming themselves for not noticing things more and think this they're why I got grabbed. It has had them on edge ever since, so working and instructing kids are the only things keeping me out of the mess.

As for the girls, Aria is taking a photography class this summer. Emily went to another country to help build houses, which I'm hoping is keeping her mind off of Maya. Hanna has been keeping herself busy with Caleb doing who knows what, and Spencer is taking college classes at Hollis.

"Can I get a French vanilla small coffee and a bagel with cream cheese?" I ask the girl when I get to the front counter at the Brew one day after getting done at the high school.

I grab the money for it in my pocket and hand it to her. Then I stand to the side to wait for my order. It only takes about three minutes but when I look around to keep myself busy I see Andrew hanging over in the spot that me and him used to sit at, making three minutes feel like forever as my heart sinks. Then it sinks even more when I realize that he's with a girl. I feel my heart shatter all over again, like the night when he said we needed a break. I hoped that wouldn't have been the last thing we talked about but it was, and he hasn't bothered reaching out since.

I watch him as he laughs uncontrollably with this person I have never seen before. Then he looks over and his face goes slack and pale when he notices I'm standing here. I have no idea what to do. My mind is completely failing me right now.

"Here's your order." The girl says from behind the counter and I cannot be more grateful.

I turn to her and smile. "Thank you." Then I rush out as fast as I can.

I forgot that the point of going to the Brew was to meet up with Blake for a late lunch. So when I literally run into him halfway down the block he's shocked to see me in tears. "What's wrong?"

I take a deep breath and shake my head. "Nothing." I get out in between a sob.

"Jessie?"

I look back towards the Brew. "Andrew…" I look back to him, "He was at the Brew with some girl."

"Oh." He gives me a sad look. "Jessie, I'm sorry."

I shrug and wipe away a tear. "Not much I can do." I put on a brave face. "Can we hang out at your house instead?"

He slightly smiles and nods. "Yea, I just got my Playstation 3 fixed. Rematch at Call of Duty Black Ops?"

I half smile. "Why not."

A few days later it's Fourth of July. I made plans to close up the store early so that I can meet with Aria at the Brew. Then we'd meet with Spencer, the triplets and maybe Toby at the park. I think Hanna and Caleb will be meeting with us later. But before any of that I'm at the high school, showing the girls how to stop a ball from passing under their legs on the baseball/softball field.

"When someone hits a ground ball to you, whether in the infield or the outfield, you do the same thing." I bend down onto one of my knees and show them how I hold out my glove in front of me while my knee/leg helps block the ball getting through if it passes the glove. "Now watch it in fast mode." I look over at the guy standing at home plate who is helping me for the day. He's on the baseball team in school, so I know him. "Go ahead, Jared!"

He puts a thumbs up as I get myself in the ready position. Then he hits a grounder to me between first and second base. It goes a bit to my right so I shuffle a couples steps that way and then get onto my knee with my glove out like I showed them. It does a weird hop as it's getting to me and I have to bring my glove up to catch it as it bounces off my stomach. Yes, it did hurt. But I wasn't going to let ten year olds see that.

I see Jared's face cringe in pain as he watches that, but I just smile and look back to the kids as they cheer. "See? Simple right?"

After that long and exhausting time at the high school I grab a quick meal from the Brew, head over to the store, then as planned meet up with Aria and the others for the fireworks later. Despite the loudness of the booming from them I'm ready for bed. I'm so freaking tired.

"Ria!" I yell through the crowd as her and the triplets get separated from us after the fireworks show finished.

"Jessie!" I hear her yell back. "Meet us at the swings!"

I turn my head for a second to see if Spencer and Toby are still behind me when I feel my head slam into something in front of me. I almost fall backward and hands wrap around my arm.

I look up and my mouth drops. "Andrew."

He smiles at me. "Hey, Jessie."

"I…uhh. Sorry. Didn't see you there."

He shakes his head and slowly let's go of my arm, realizing that he's still holding onto me. "No worries."

It gets awkwardly quiet and I look at the others. They have the same expression of weirdness as me. "Well…" I start. "We gotta go."

"Wait." He says before I can scoot my way past him. "Can we meet up for coffee soon?"

I look at Spencer, who raises her eyebrows. Then I look back at him. "Y-Yea. Sure."

He smiles. "Great. How about Thursday? Brew?"

"I'm busy."

His eyes widen for a second, as if he just remembered something. "Your birthday!"

My face starts to turn super hot, "Yea, so maybe another time."

He nods, "How about Saturday."

I debate for a few seconds with myself on whether I want to get sucked into hanging with him, afraid of things being awkward. But then I nod. "Sounds good. I'll…text you a time?"

He nods. "Yea. Yea that's good. It'll be my treat." He gives me an awkward hug. "It was good to see you."

I half smile as we pull away. "Yea. Same here."

My seventeenth birthday wasn't as hyped up as I imagined. Aunt Ella and Uncle Byron weren't on good terms at all lately. They had been down each other's throats for awhile, having different views on things. Growing apart I guess you can say. But the biggest debate of the day was whether to invite Ezra. Not only because I invited Toby and Caleb, but because he's my friend too and I wanted him there. In the end I decided against it, not wanting my aunt and uncle to give glares to him for being around.

All in all, it wasn't too bad, but then it wasn't great either. We went to my favorite pizza place in Philly, but they had managed to find something to argue about despite being in a pizzeria with at least ten other guests around, which I couldn't take anymore so I asked if we could leave. In the end me and Ria just got in my car and met with our friends at the Brew instead.

Then Friday two weeks later it was Aria's birthday and decided to keep it simple. We celebrated with her family first at the house with a family dinner. They bickered a little, but they seemed determined not to have a repeat of my birthday. Then later we met with the others at an arcade in Philly, which was more enjoyable since we didn't have to worry about her parents having an argument. It's getting harder and harder to watch the two people in my life that I thought would never be this way turn back to how they were from the beginning of last year.

August comes and I occupy myself with the store and hanging out at home. Most of the time if I did get out of the house it was because Toby or Mike forced me whenever the girls weren't around to keep me busy. Ezra asked me a few times to meet with him for lunch or coffee to hang at the Brew. I've seen Bobby and some of my family a couple times so far because he went back to Jersey for the summer, so I took the opportunity to go since he won't be back till September. The triplets and a few of my basketball/softball friends I've seen on occasion throughout the summer because some of them got jobs.

Then there's Andrew…well after meeting at the Brew that day we've tried our best to keep as much contact as we could. It's not the same as it used to be but once in awhile we'll meet up to play a pickup game of basketball at the park. I'll have Mike tag along, but that's usually about it. We are trying to build up our not so stable friendship to what it used to be.

"Did you read that book I recommended to you?" Ezra asks.

I ran into him at the Brew on my first fully free day of summer vacation since Aria's birthday, which was at least two weeks ago. According to everyone I've been working myself practically to death, so Aria insisted I needed a break.

I look over at him from my phone, waiting to see if I'd gotten a reply from Aria about how I've been at the Brew waiting for her to meet up for an half hour. "Divergent?"

He nods. "Yea."

"Oh, not yet."

"Ah, Jessie. It's a great read."

"I know." I set my phone on the table. "I've heard it's pretty good. I've just been a bit busy."

He nods. "That's right, teaching those little ones sports and working."

I sit back on the sofa and take a sip of my coffee. "Exactly."

He smiles. "I'm glad you're getting back to things you love to do. I was worried for awhile."

"You're not the only one."

"Are you okay though?"

I watch him for a few seconds, then shrug. "I'm just trying to take it day by day. I can't say I don't still have nightmares or random flashbacks, but I think I'm a bit more mellowed out on reacting from certain things than I used to."

"Well that is definitely a start."

"That's what Dr. Sullivan says too."

After what happened with Mona, Aunt Ella and Uncle Byron wanted me to take sessions with Aria's old therapist. Most days it was just me, other times it was recommended by the doctor to involve Aria. A few times she suggested a group session with me and all four of the girls. She wanted me to see that I wasn't the only one struggling with what happened. I of course knew that I wasn't the only one, considering that I live with Aria and she would wake up from nightmares almost as frequently as I did. However, we all humored her on agreeing for group sessions, because I didn't need to be reassured and they didn't want to be there at all.

"How's everything going with her?"

I shrug. "It's fine."

"Just fine?"

"I mean, I guess it could be worse. I could have gone completely insane after what I went through and be in the mental hospital too."

"Well luckily it didn't come down to that." We hear Aria's voice.

I turn and see her standing in the opening of the corner space that the sofa and armchairs we are sitting at. "You're late."

She nods. "I know." She sits down in between me and Fitz, hugging me and kisses him. "Class ran later than I expected."

I nod. "No worries. I kept myself occupied."

"Yea I see that." She eyes me. "Stealing my boyfriend?"

I nod. "Yes. You caught me. That's exactly what I was doing." I say in a serious tone.

They both smile at me and laugh. "So what has my best friend and boyfriend been talking about?" She asks.

"Oh nothing really." Ezra says. "Just some embarrassing stories of your childhood." He takes a sip of his coffee, like what he said was no big deal. "Nothing too thrilling."

She looks at me in horror. "No you didn't."

I look at Ezra who winks and gives me the Keep it going look. "Oh yea." I nod and turn my body more to her, tucking my foot under my other leg on the sofa. "Like how you used to call Spencer, Spen…"

"That's not embarrassing." She says as she interrupts me.

"Do you want me to elaborate more?"

"Nope." She says calmly. "Because I know you're lying."

"Am I?"

"Mhm." She looks at the girl who walks over and asks her for a latte.

"And how do you know that?"

"Because you tend to bounce your leg rapidly up and down when you do."

Now I'm aware that I'm moving and look down at my leg. Sure enough, it's bouncing up and down. "I do that all the time."

"No, you do it when you're nervous…or lying. Which I know the difference for."

"Oh really?" I raise my eyebrow. "Do tell."

She smiles. "When you're nervous you switch between shaking one of your legs, biting your cheeks or not keeping eye contact, sometimes even all at once. Now when you're lying it's just one of your legs."

"Well damn."

She laughs. "Nailed it."

"How long have I been doing that?"

"Since forever, but I'm the only one who has picked up on it."

"And now I know." Ezra says.

"Oh, fantastic."

They both laugh and then he stands, "Okay."Ezra says, stretching a bit. "So I have some things I need to take care of."

"And we have a date to see the new Harry Potter movie." I say pointing to myself and Aria.

He looks at us. "Deathly Hallows part 2?"

"Yep." We both say.

"Lucky. Let me know how that goes."

"Will do." Aria says and kisses him when he bends down.

He smiles "Have fun." He gives me a hug and then takes off.

I'll tell you now that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 was fantastic and burst my heart into a million pieces. My childhood has now officially ended.