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Cht 1: A loss, and a gain

N/P:

It was a warm, but somewhat breezy day in December. With still no chill in the air. The sun shined brightly, birds in the tree's and the town was alive with chatter. Cars drove down street's, still untouched by snow. Coffee shops were all a buzz. With patron's donned in light jackets, boot's and scarfs. Ordering hot teas and coffee's, warm lattes and cocoa. Leaving behind the iced drinks of the summer. As if to ward off the cold, from a winter that had not shown up yet./p
p style="text-align: left;" Rosewood, falling into the Holiday spirit. As the students of Rosewood High were preparing for Christmas break. All expect for one. Liz ... Liz had been a new addition to Rosewood High. And fit in quite well. She was an actress from Los Angeles, and she had many movie titles under her belt. But at the ripe old age of 17, Liz felt as well as her parents. That it was time for a change. A new beginning. And the move to this quiet little town was just the place to do it. Or so they thought.

Liz had been befriended by Hanna first. Hanna noticed the girl standing outside the main office. Regarding several pieces of paper. Looking up every so often, as someone stepped to close to her in passing by. The girl had clear ocean blue eyes and long dark red hair, that looked almost brown. And she was carrying a black Tory Burch handbag. With gold handles. Hanna observed her for a moment from her spot at her locker. Just to the left of the office. She knew the girl must have been new in town.

Walking steadily towards the girl. Hanna extended a hand and said as she approached her.

"Hanna Marin, you look like you could use some help.." As the two shook hands, the girl replied. "Liz Clayborne. And yes I could. How can you tell? Am I that out of place?" a small giggle escaped her lips as she finished the sentence.

"Yes. You are." Hanna said matter-of-factly. "But trust me when I say, that's a good thing." She smirked. The said" Oh, btw: Love your bag!"

Hanna then took it upon herself to show Liz the ropes. Such as: Whom was whom, (Teachers and students alike) where things were around school and what boutiques supplied a decent pair of designer slingbacks. Liz was grateful to Hanna. And to the fact that with very little effort, she had made a new friend. A few actually. As Hanna soon introduced her to her closest friends. Stating "Most people around here are a bunch of duds. I really don't know how I survive. The only reason why I haven't pulled my hair out yet. Or completely so-come to a townie folk life style, are my friends...My...sister's really.." she stated thoughtfully. "If it weren't for Emily, Aria and Spencer. I'd have no hope." At that Liz watched as a smile broke across Hanna's face. And as it did, the sassy blonde, placed her right hand to her forehead. While the left came to rest underneath her elbow, supporting her action. She was now facing Liz, as they stood in the hallway outside of the cafeteria. Hanna's own stunning blue eyes cast downward, as if a memory had suddenly hit her. Somehow Liz found her words hard to believe. Thinking *I have a feeling you could make it anywhere*.

Upon meeting Hanna, Emily, Aria and Spencer, Liz found herself feeling right at home. They had welcomed her with open arms. And the five girl's could be seen having lunch together everyday, walking home after school together and on the rare occasions. They would hit mall. Their friendship was growing fast. Within the few short months, of Liz's arrival. The girls felt as if they had known each other for years. Then one day just over a year later. Liz, was gone. It was as though she just disappeared. The girls were stunned. No knowing what happened or why she left. They went to the Clayborne's home, after five days had gone by, with still no word from Liz . And just as they had feared. The family was gone. With no traces that they had ever lived there.

And now, on this warm December day, two years later. Emily sits in PA English along side Spencer, Hanna and Aria. Looking out the back window. This was a class they shared with Liz. And today Emily was finding it very hard to concentrate. She can hear Mr. Fitz speaking. But can't really hold onto his words. As her mind is elsewhere. Remembering the day she learned that Liz was gone.

E/P: Memory

I walked into free period happy today. Not for any particular reason. I was just in a happy mood when I awoke, and I deiced I'd like to see how long I could keep it going. Before I could get settled in my seat Hanna walked over to me in a frantic state. Phone in hand. I looked to her, worried that something was wrong, that something had happened. *Is everyone ok?* I thought, as she opened her mouth to speak. "She gone!" Hanna said with wide eyes. "What?...What? Who's gone?" I asked not understanding. "Liz. She's gone!" She said, a sad expression taking over her face. I had no words. My mouth fell open, and we stood there. Looking at each other in disbelief. We both knew something was wrong. And that she was not coming back. A feeling rushed over me as I recalled a conversation Liz and I had only two weeks before.

"You know Em, the... pressure.. is starting to get to me. I don't know how much more I can take." Liz said starring at her laptop. We were studying in the library. We had made a hobbit to do so after school. Every Wednesday through Friday. I looked over at her from the desk I sat at on her right. She looked far away. Distant. I thought I'd agree, let her know I shared the same feeling by saying " I know what you mean. Between school and home.." I pause. Looking off into the empty space in front of me "...I don't know if I'm going or coming." I blankly stare at nothing. Letting the words fill the air. I hear Liz adjust in her chair, but I make no movement of my own. Still in thought. "Uhmmm..." She finally replies. "Sometimes I think I might just. Go away." This time her words made me look to her. She must have felt my eyes watching, as she soon turned to face me. Her blue eyes longing, and her pale skin seemed even paler. Her expression was like that of a tried, scared little girl who had stayed up all night. Afraid to go to sleep, afraid there might be something in the dark awaiting her. She smiled a moment later. It was a weak smile. I gave her one in return. To which she then turned to her attention back to the computer screen. Only now did I notice her screen was opened on Microsoft word. But she hadn't typed anything. We had been here over an hour, and she had typed nothing.

Emily was now looking at the empty desk, two seats to her left. It belonged Liz. Rather, it had belonged to Liz. That grim realization hit Emily hard. Then a strange kind of comfort washed over her. Knowing the desk had not been filled. That no new student had yet to fill the space. Emily was so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't notice Aria was leaning over on her right arm. Off the edge of her desk. So that she could whispering something to Spencer. She didn't notice Hanna, who sat at the front of the class was now looking back at them. Knowingly. Aria and Spencer met Hanna's gaze with a look. Emily didn't notice. She also didn't notice, when Mr. Fitz had stopped his lesson to greet someone. She didn't notice, that that someone, was now walking toward the back of the class.

It was only until the body came into her line of vision, that she was pulled back to reality. Blinking fiercely she regained her bearings. Looking around she noticed the girls were looking in the same direction she had been. Watching the body that was now occupying Liz's desk. Leaning forward and tapping Spencer on the shoulder. Emily spoke "Spenc, who is that?" Turning to face her confused friend, she explained. "Oh, that's the new student. She transferred here two days ago. The day you had to miss class for that morning practice...was the day she brought in her transcripts for Mr. Fitz to sign." By the time Spencer had finished, Emily once again had her eyes on the girl. And without looking away she asked. "So. What's her name?" The question came out softer then she had intended it to. Taking a glance back towards the girl to recall her name. Spencer answered " Maya... St. Germain I believe."

"Maya.." Emily repeated the name out loud, in a low whisper. And as she did. Maya looked over to her, catching her gaze. Giving the very embarrassed Emily a friendly smile. *Wow*, was the only thought Emily had, as she shyly looked down at her desk. Having mixed feeling about the girl who had taken the spot that once belonged to Liz.

Feeling somewhat drawn back into the direction of girl. Emily dared to take a peek. She saw Maya was busying herself with taking notes. Emily watched her for a long while. Still not knowing quite how to feel. But one thing was clear. Maya was here. In that desk. And Emily was still having a hard time concentrating on anything, remotely related to AP English.

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