A/N: So I haven't written a PLL story in a while! But with the Halloween episode coming up (anyone else really freaking excited?) I thought I'd do my own Halloween-themed story based on the books, the way I thought it might have happened. This is going to be a fanfic where Alison is dead, but *SPOILER*, it was really Courtney that died. And all 'A' things apply (though I could switch up who 'A' is on ya) :). Most of the chapters will be relatively short, each as a day leading up to Halloween. Hope you enjoy it!
Also, I have written a The Lying Game fanfic. Be sure to check it out! It is the books, not the show, so it will be completely different. I'll be updating that one soon. Be sure to check out my other stories! R/R!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pretty Little Liars or any of the characters. If you read it in the book, then it belongs to their author and creator Sara Shepard, Alloy Entertainment, and HarperTeen. I am not doing this for money, just for fun and practice. So please don't sue me.
Pretty Little Halloween
Chapter 1: October 1
"Come on, Hanna, how hard is it to pick a costume?" Spencer Hastings complained, glancing at her diamond-set watch on her wrist.
"Spence, I have to look totally hot for this party if people are going to notice me," Hanna Marin calmly replied, slipping into yet another costume.
"Han, even if you go dressed as a mattress, people are going to notice you. Did you not see the group of guys giving you flirty looks on our way in?" Aria Montgomery asked. Hanna smiled to herself. Of course she noticed. Ever since she became the poster child for her father's senate campaign, people have been staring at her everywhere she went. After all, she was Hanna Marin and she was fabulous.
Hanna frowned at that thought. She hasn't used her – no, Alison's – signature phrase since last year, before the incident at the Poconos. Who would want to use a phrase their best friend used to use after said best friend tried to burn you (literally)? No, Hanna vowed to herself that night, after the fire was put out and everyone was safe, that she would never use that phrase again.
So why was she thinking about it now?
Hanna shook off the thought and continued to pull on the rest of her costume. Stepping out of the dressing room, she did a series of poses as if she was a supermodel on the runway.
Emily Fields sighed. "Hanna, you look fine. Just pick one and we can leave, okay?" Hanna glared at her. That was not the reaction she expected.
Defeated, Hanna sighed. "Fine. I'll go with the devil one." She made her way back into the dressing room and got redressed in her own clothes, picking up the costume she wanted to buy.
"Finally," Spencer breathed. The four girls made their way up to the front to ring up their purchases as a sales girl made her way into the dressing rooms. Her heart nearly stopped when she got to Hanna's.
"Clean up in dressing room, backup needed," she said into her radio. Sixteen different costumes were thrown around in the tiny space, not one of them folded nicely and put back in its bag. Two more workers arrived, stared at the mess, and nearly passed out.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
In one of the ornate, expensive houses lining the Rosewood streets, a computer screen glowed in a dark room, shedding a blue light over the limited furniture. Two hands slowly typed and clicked, knowing exactly what they were looking for.
Click.
The printer hummed to life, and sheet by sheet the paper floated out, small printed letters covering their surface.
The screen switched to a Halloween website, and costumes filled the screen.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
In a matter of seconds, a costume was bought, and the owner smiled. Halloween was their favorite time of the year.
And this year, they had lots more tricks than treats in store for four Pretty Little Liars.
A/N: Be sure to review and check out my other stories! Thanks!
-LP99