Chapter 1

Spencer's POV

When I saw a few guys moving tables and Alison's arms full of snacks I turned around and quietly went back to my room like I never left.

I moved in a week ago and I still didn't feel comfortable enough to walk around like a normal person. AKA, not on my tippy toes, trying to make the least amount of noise as possible.

See, my name is Spencer. I was blessed with the name as a baby by my parents. I was born intersex and parents had just jumped on the gender neutral names bandwagon. I'm 17 years old. I like films, books and music... beautiful women of all shades, shapes, heights and sizes... hiking and long, relaxed walks... cake… Chinese, Thai and Italian food... libraries... lazing in bed for hours... cats and dogs... jigsaw puzzles... life.

I dislike bullies, bigots, misogynists, homophobes, rudeness, moral scolds who can't mind their own damn business, huge corporations (see: bullies), religion as a weapon, capitalism as a weapon, wealth as a weapon, social position as a weapon, political correctness, bad films, bad books, bad music and American Idol.

My parents were together in high school but grew apart during college and ended up going off and making their own families. My mom had my older sister Melissa and my dad, my older brother Jason.

"Then how was I born?' you ask? Well, one odd weekend my parents reunited in the business world and long story short I was conceived.

My parents went back to their normal lives and didn't speak again until their 10 year high school anniversary where my mom accidently told him about me. After that he demanded secret visits with me.

I saw him every month until I was 10 and his family started to get suspicious. The visits went from monthly to yearly and then they stopped all together until I was 16. Then one day my "dad" found out I wasn't his, through doctors. He hired a private investigator and told my real dad's family about me.

My mom got divorced and my dad welcomed me into his family. To be honest I would much rather have everything go back to the way it was before. I'm not exactly a fan of living with my biological father and his family. I don't really know them that well and my little sister Alison, makes me uncomfortable.

I lie on my comfy bed and pull out one of my favorite books. Within 15 minutes I finished a chapter. I closed the book and frowned. "It's come to that time with you."

I only had one chapter left. "I have to make you last." I put the book on my night stand and grab my phone. I hit number 3 and pressed enter, calling my mom. "Hello." she answered after a few rings. I could feel the tears that formed in my eyes "Hey mom." "Hey sweetie, are you okay?" her tone obvious she was concerned.

My shaky voice gave away the fact that I had begun to cry. "Um, yeah mom. I just really miss you." I say, trying to regain control of myself. "I miss you too baby. How's it at your dads?" I wipe the stray tears and sniffle. "It's fine. The house is beautiful... I just feel really alone." "Where's your dad now?" she asks. "Work." I say simply. "What about Alison?" "Getting ready to throw her end of the school year party." "Well why don't you go help her? Maybe hanging out with her will help you adjust?" I grimace at the thought of hanging out with her. "Mom, that's not exactly my crowd." she laughs. "Okay sweetheart. You do what you wanna do." I sigh. "Okay mom. I'll talk to you later." "Okay. Bye." "Bye."

I click the 'end' button and I put my phone back down. I replace it with my book. "Okay. One chapter left."

Aria's POV

I blame the loud music. Whenever I hear it, I'm automatically in the mood to party. At first it was just me, Hanna, Emily and Alison drinking, but now Alison's gone, hosting her party and I'm drinking a shot from some random guy's mouth.

"Damn! How can such a small girl hold that much liquor?!" the guy grinding against me exclaims. "I can't." I say before pushing past him and rushing to the nearest trash can. I throw up. "Gross..." I say, grabbing a cup of -most likely spiked- juice and drinking it.

I'm a train wreck, I know... I'm Aria. Aria Montgomery to be exact and I'm just trying to find myself. I'm 16. I party, it's what I do. Growing up I lived with a relatively normal, happy family. Everything in my life was great until my mom found out my dad cheated on her with one of his students... At first they just said that they were taking a break from each other and my mom moved out. That was when my life started spiraling.

They stopped communicating with each other and that made my life twice as hard. After a couple of months they decided that they weren't getting anywhere and decided to get a divorce. My mom moved on and met a new guy and decided to go off with him. She left me and my little brother Mike motherless and forgot all about us. I guess that's one of the reasons I'm the way I am... I made new friends, started partying and at the moment I'm drinking to keep the memories of my mom away.

"You okay?" I turn to see Hanna. A tall guy with brown hair was holding her in his arms. "Um, yeah. Who's he?" she smiles and looks up at him. "Oh, this is Caleb, isn't he dreamy?" he smirks and his eyes sparkle. She's right, he is dreamy. If had seen him before her I would have been all over him. "Okay, we're going to Alison's room. She said we could use it." She giggled out. I chuckle, "Okay." I pick up a plastic shot glass. "See ya." she smiles and leads him away.

I drink the shot and shuffle through the crowd. Some people were playing beer pong, some were playing air hockey and some were past hammered and too drunk to move but most were dancing. I feel two hands placed on my hips. I turn to see a guy I know from my school. Toby, I think. He smiled and pulled me close as we danced to the fast paced music.

"Hey Aria!" Emily rushes over to me. I send her a questioning look. "Do you know where-" I cut Emily off. "Hanna is? Yeah she's in Alison's room with some Caleb." A guy walks over to us. "Beer?" he offers each of us. "No, not right now." Emily shakes her head. "I'll take it." I offer and he hands it to me. "Thanks." "Well," Emily starts, getting my attention once again. "I'm about to go… Paige wants to meet up." She knows that Alison hates Paige so she probably wants me to keep her location a secret." "Okay, see ya." I say as I open the bottle.

I know my limits and now is it. I need to go to sleep. My head felt dizzy and my vision wouldn't focus. I stop trying to walk. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath. I open them and try to make my way to an empty bedroom. Nope, didn't work. I trip over and fall to my knees. "Fuck." I mutter. I slowly get up and walk out of the living room. I choose a random direction and take it. I use the wall for support and I try to open the door. Locked. Irritated, I begin to beat on the door.

"Open the door! I need this room!" After a minute of begging someone opens the door, causing me to fall into their arms. A girls arms. "You're not Alison..." She looks at me with her eyes wide. I smile at her. "I know Alison. She's my BFFFFFFFFFFF" She sighs and helps me back on my feet. "What are you doing in here?" I ask, as I stumble into the room.

It looks like no one from the party crashed it. It was warm and inviting. "This is my room." "Really? Then who are you?" I ask, not believing her. "Alison's sister." "Wow, really?" I exclaim as I jump on her soft bed. "Yeah, so you should leave." I ignore her completely. "Hey, I'm really sleepy. You should let

me sleep in here with you." I cuddle under her warm blankets.

She lets out a lengthy sigh and runs her fingers through her hair. "Fine." She grabs one of the blankets

and pillows off of the bed and throws them on the small couch in the room. She turns off the bedside lamp and I hear her get comfortable on the couch.

Damnit. Even when I'm drunk I can still feel guilty. "You should sleep on the bed with me." I offer. "Go to sleep." is all she says. "Okay. I was trying to be nice-" "Shut up." she says

harshly. I sigh and turn away from her. "Goodnight." "Shut. Up."


The bright lights irritated my eyes and my head hurt but this wasn't the worst hangover I've ever had. I walk into the living room to see Alison, Emily and Hanna watching TV. "Someone turn down the sun." They quickly turn to me. "Crap Aria, you scared the mess outta me!" Emily said, holding her hand over her heart.

"My bad." I lay across their laps. "Where'd you come from?" Alison asks. "My dad." She rolls her eyes. "You know what I mean." I laugh. "Your sister's room." "Why were you with my sister?" She asks with a confused look. "I accidentally went in there. She let me crash with her. What's the big deal?" Alison sighs. "It's not. It's just. I don't know much about her. She's been here a week and... I don't know. Just don't go around her." "Okay." I shrug. "I don't think she wants' me around anyway. She probably hates me." "Why? What'd you do?" Hanna asks. "I don't know, I showed up. I guess I got on her nerves." I tell them. "Well, don't mind her and just stay away like I said." Alison says before getting up and walking into the kitchen. "Okay, whatever." I say, rolling over to face the back of the couch.

I close my eyes long enough for an ear splitting sound to erupt from the kitchen. I send a death glare to Alison and she laughs as she turns off the blender. "Sorry." I know good and well she did that on purpose. "I thought I could make you a smoothie or something." She tries to hold back a laugh.

I continue to glare. "You don't even have anything out." "That's not true... I have the blender out." All of my friends burst out laughing. I stick my middle finger up and circle around so everyone could see. Hanna continues to laugh and puts her hands up. "Whoa Aria, no thanks. You're not my type." I roll my eyes at her joke. "Oh, Hey!" Alison shouts to get my attention. I raise an eyebrow. "Why didn't you tell me you and Ezra broke up? I had to find out from these two bimbos." She says gesturing between Emily and Hanna.

They cross their arms and pout. I let out a sigh. "I just wasn't feeling it and I just couldn't take him anymore." "I heard he broke up with you." Hanna chimes in. I shoot her a glare. "You didn't let me finish... I was going to break up with him after his birthday next week but he beat me to it." I sit up on the couch. "I think he read my mind and stole my idea." the girls laugh. "I mean it." I say in the most serious tone I can manage. "Okay, whatever you say Aria. Just Go to sleep, I'll give you peace." I

send her a mocking smile. "Thank you." I get up and stretch. "But I'm not taking my chances out here. I'm going to sleep in your room." I begin to walk off. "Okay. Just stay away from my sister." Alison warns. I look back at her. "I do what I want." Once again I give the finger as I leave the room.

I close the door before falling on Alison's queen sized bed. It was comfortable but not as comfortable as her sisters. I bury myself under covers and drift off to sleep.

Aria walked into the room to spot her lovely girlfriend on her bed relaxing, consumed in a thick book. Spencer wore black short shorts and a white tank top. This girl could wear anything and it could make Spencer's heart drop. But she did have to admit, the less she wore, the harder she felt herself get.

Aria climbed onto the bed and crawled up to Spencer on hands and knees. Spencer smirked from behind her book, knowing her girlfriend wanted her attention and not giving it on purpose. Aria's hands reached out and gripped Spencer's wrists, thrusting them over her head, causing her to drop her book to the bed. Aria settled her body into the empty spaces that seemed made for her against Spencer.

Nuzzling at the older girl's neck to get more room, she lightly bit the white of the girls throat. She smirked and kissed it better when she heard Spencer's rewarding groan in the back of her throat. She trailed wet, hot kisses on her neck and around her jaw line until she reached Spencer's waiting lips. Despite being so worked up, Aria somehow managed to make the kiss gentle and sweet. Removing one hand from Spencer's wrist -which are still firmly placed above her head- Aria places a delicate hand on the girls jaw to deepen the kiss.

Spencer tangles her fingers in the brunettes locks, forcing her to groan this time. Pulling away breathlessly, Aria reluctantly stands up and adjusts her clothes. "Sorry. If I keep going I won't be able to stop." She says with blush stained cheeks.

"Alison's probably wondering why I'm taking forever in the-" she uses her fingers to make quotation marks. "-bathroom." "I get it." Spencer says, picking up her book and once again ignoring her girlfriend. "I'm sorry babe." Aria leans over so they're just mere inches apart. "Just, ya know." Spencer looks down sadly. "Yeah I know." Aria uses two fingers to lift her head up by her chin and sends her a sad smile. "I really like you." She pecks Spencer on the lips and turns to

leave. "I like you too."

Instead of leaving the room, I wake up. In a panic, I feel around my surroundings. 'I'm in Alison's bed, okay.' It was odd how real the dream felt. It felt right. What was even odder was that it was about a girl I've barely had a conversation with. I run my fingers through my hair as I let out a shaky breath. Okay. It's not that weird to have dreams about attractive people. I'm probably only into her because she hates me and Alison said I couldn't be around her. People like what they can't have, right?

I glance at the time. 12:45. I didn't even sleep that long. I went back to sleep at 10. I got up and made my way to the living room. Surprisingly, it was empty. Damnit. They left me. I pull out my phone and immediately send Alison a text. "You left me you whore." I waited a few minutes until she texted back. "I told you I wouldn't bother you. Slut." I roll my eyes. Since when does she not bother me?

"Where are you?" "Banana Boat With the girls." "Whyyyyyyyyyyyy ); " "lol I'll bring you something." "What?" "It's a surprise. Stay at my house we'll be there in 10 min." "Kk."I send the message them walk over to the couch. I lie down and turn on the TV. I quickly lose myself in an episode of Awkward.