Chapter 1:

Sunlight streamed through the curtains signaling it was time to get up. It was going to be just another day at Rosewood high for Alison DiLaurentis. She would be the queen, the one everyone bowed down to, but today was not going to be an average day for the seventeen year old. After dressing to perfection, she drove to school to meet with her best friends, Aria Montgomery, Hannah Marin, and Spencer Hastings. Once there she spotted them waiting eagerly by the front of the school.

"Hi Ali!" Hannah exclaimed when she had gotten closer. The perky Hannah had lost weight and become fashionable, Alison had to admit, but she still was a little too perky and could never pull off queen bee.

"Calm down Hannah. We saw each other last night." Alison drawled already bored with the conversation, "Come on let's go inside." They headed into the school that was littered with teens. The boys trying to get some, and the girls loving the attention. But no one could get that kind of attention when Ali was in the room. She had every guy wanting to be with her and every girl too probably. Then all of the sudden some idiot rammed into her. The idiots books being thrown everywhere as well as Alison's.

"I'd watch where I was going if I were you." Alison said, waiting for the idiot to stand back up after picking the books up. The person stood up, and Alison noticed the idiot was a brunette girl. The brunette stood up. Then it happened. Alison's world came crashing down in one second. Alison's icy blue eyes met the other girl's brown ones. Emily, Alison thought. "Just get out of my sight." Alison said before the other girl could say anything. With that Alison took off, she did not need this today.

"Who was that chick?" Hannah asked casually. This filled Alison with anger. She didn't even want to think about the girl, and she definitely did not want to explain how she knew her. The obvious choice was a lie. A lie that would become the truth no matter what Emily wanted to try to tell people. Alison's word was truth. Even if it wasn't.

"Obviously a new girl Hannah. Do not catch yourself talking to her." Alison replied coolly.

"I heard she's a lesbian." Spencer stated with disgust. This statement put Alison on the defensive. Sure she didn't want anyone to know how she knew Emily, but no one talked about Emily like that except herself.

"Shut up Spencer, you probably want that to be true." She should've stopped there, but no one talks bad about Emily so she added: "So you know you won't have competition when stealing Melissa's boyfriends." This of course made Spencer storm off grumbling about class or an essay Alison really didn't care.

The day went by pretty uneventful for Ali after that morning that was until last period, U.S. history. It definitely wasn't her favorite subject. She sat down in her seat in the back, right behind Aria. Ali was smart but with history it involved effort, so she normally copied off of Aria.

Then right before the late bell rung, she walked in. Emily walked in. She had a class with Emily. She had never even thought of that as a possibility. The brunette seemed to be talking to the teacher about something probably seating or something. The history teacher was a stickler with his seating chart. He pointed out a desk in the row beside Alison's two chairs up.

The brunette still looked flawless. Her hair flowed gorgeously over her shoulders. She always had nice hair and her lips. Those lips were perfection. Ali couldn't stop thinking about those lips on h—. Wait, no she couldn't be having those thoughts. Not about Emily and not here in school not in Rosewood. She bit her lip and looked straight ahead the whole class period forcing herself to think about whatever that teacher was drowning on about.

Eventually she noticed everyone else had begun leaving; she'd somehow not heard the bell go off. As she gathered her things, she heard someone say, "Ali, are you even listening to me?" That voice sounded like heaven in her ears. It must be—. She turned around and saw the beautiful brunette staring at her expectantly.

"To be completely honest I haven't heard a word that you've said." Alison said attempting to sound bored but failing miserably.

"I asked you what is going on with you." Emily replied sweetly and reached her hand out to touch her arm.

Alison pulled away and harshly replied, "Whatever you thought we were forget it. These people here worship me. At that camp no one really cared about me, so I could be myself. I could be with you, but here in this school forget it. I am a cold heartless bitch. That is who I am here. I like guys here. This is someone you don't know, so it would be best if you just forget we ever happened. The summer was fun, but now we can't." She tried to walk out. Memories of the summer camp her parents forced her to go to made her stop dead in her tracks. She remembered protesting so hard when her parents first suggested it. She realized, however, that she was going to the camp no matter what. It was a classic summer camp. In the woods cabins the whole nine yards. She had met Emily the second day. Damn, she was Ali's saving grace. Without Emily, Ali would have never survived.

These conflicting thoughts gave Emily a chance to intervene, "I cared about you at camp first of all. If I remember correctly we broke up because I lived in Texas and you here, but I see now we live in the same city. As for the cold heartless bitch act, you are not one. You said it yourself; you could be yourself at camp. I know the real you Ali. I fell in love with you with that you. You sure as hell are not going to deny me just because of an act."

"No I'm not denying you because of an act. I'm denying you because I'm not into girls leave me alone." Alison's turned and stormed out of the classroom. The one thing she learned from summer camp is that Emily would not give up easy. This conversation might be over at the moment, but it wasn't completely over. She went home and got prepared for the next encounter.

"Emily stop," Alison giggled. The brunette in question would not let up on her tickle attack.

"Only if you agree to kiss me," the tan girl replied mischievously. This caused Ali to smile and think of her lips against her own.

"Well if that's all I have to do, then kiss me." She replied with a smirk. The brunette cupped her face and leaned in slowly.

"Are you sure?" Emily asked just in case. Instead of a verbal response, Ali leaned up and lightly pressed her lips to the tan girl that was now straddling her. Every cliché seemed to be right; fireworks seemed to explode as the kissed. Their lips meshed together fitting perfectly. Both girls sighed into the kiss enjoying the feeling of all the tension built up over the past five days finally being satisfied.

Alison lay in her bed tears springing to her eyes at the memory of her and Emily's first kiss. She would never get to kiss her again no matter how much she wanted to. No, she couldn't think like that. She wiped away any tears that had slipped out willing away the rest. She couldn't care about this girl, not like that. She needed to quit thinking about Emily. It was the passed and that is where it needed to stay. Tomorrow she was going to act like the queen bitch she is. Stone cold that was her policy. Her heart was going to break watching the disappointment on Emily's face when she saw her sweet Ali be such a monster, but she hadn't made fun of Hermy in a while. He might think she's gone soft. Time to make sure everyone was back into their places. First sleep, it should clear the thoughts of her Emily out of her head.

So there is Chapter 1; I hope you liked it please review it really motivates me. I will try to update soon, and if I'm not updating pm me or something and tell me to get up and start righting lol. I love Emison so I wanted to make a fic and here it is thanks J