AN: Hello, PLL fandom! I normally write for Clexa, but since Emison is my other OTP, I've decided to write a story about them as well. I hope you all enjoy the story!
Alison DiLaurentis walked down the hallways of Rosewood High, feeling on top of the world. She ruled the entire school, and everyone knew it. The people in the hallway parted like the Red Sea as she walked through their midst because they were all afraid of what might happen if they got in her way. She heard two other sets of shoes clicking behind her, and she knew that it was her friends, Mona Vanderwaal and Spencer Hastings. Together, the three of them formed the perfect clique. They glared in unison at anyone who got too close, and Ali reveled in the power she had over the people there, even if they hated her for it. She didn't care what they thought of her as long as they continued to allow her to have this power. As Ali walked with her head held high, a nerdy kid named Robert approached her, handing her a piece of paper.
"Here is your algebra 2 homework, Alison. You should get 100 on this," he said nervously.
"I better," she snapped as she snatched it out of his hands.
He nodded quickly before hurrying away, afraid to be in Alison's presence any longer. She wordlessly handed it back to Mona who gratefully accepted it. Whenever Alison had someone else do her homework for her, she would always give it to Mona so that the brunette could copy it before Ali turned it in. Everyone knew that Spencer didn't need it. She was the smartest kid in the entire school. She always acted like it was completely easy for her and like she didn't care about school at all, but Ali knew that Spencer spent more than her fair share of time studying. Alison knew she could easily just copy Spencer's homework, but it boosted her image to have losers like Robert do it for her and give it back to her in public to remind everyone of their place in this school. Speaking of losers, Lucas whipped around the corner at that exact moment, looking down at something on his phone, and Ali gasped when he crashed right into her, spilling his coffee all over her boots.
"I'm so sorry," he said, wiping her boots with his shirtsleeve.
Alison looked down at him in disgust. "Don't touch me, Hermie."
"My name is Lucas," he said, standing up.
"Can you go be Lucas somewhere else?" Mona asked rudely.
Spencer glared at him, quick to jump in. "Yeah. We don't want you getting your hermaphrodite germs on us."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He didn't even have the nerve to meet their eyes. Ali smirked when his eyes darted up to her face, and he turned around, scurrying off down the hallway. Once he was out of hearing range, the three girls all began to laugh at how ridiculous he was.
"Did you see the look on his face?" Mona laughed.
"Yeah. He's so pathetic. He looked like he was about to shit himself when he ran away." Alison tossed her long golden curls over her shoulder. It was at that moment that she noticed Emily Fields eyeing her from her position at her locker. Ali could tell that the other girl thought that she was being discreet, but the blond girl knew better. She wasn't surprised when someone whistled, clearly having noticed Emily's stare. Ali gestured for her friends to keep walking as she stormed over to Emily, grabbing her by her shirt and pushing her roughly into the lockers, holding her there in a death grip.
"Listen here, you filthy lesbian! I can see you checking me out from a mile away, and you better cut it out, or I'll make sure you pay. You make me feel so disgusted when I can see you practically fucking me with your eyes. You creep me out, so stay away from me!" Ali shouted.
Tears were already beginning to form in the corners of Emily's brown eyes. "I'm really sorry, Alison. I'll stop."
"I better not catch you staring at me ever again!" Ali yelled.
She shoved Emily away and turned around with a satisfied smirk when she saw that everyone was watching her. That ought to keep them in line for a few days at least. No one would dare cross her now after that outburst. When she walked out into the sunlight, she found Mona and Spencer waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.
"Did you deal with the lesbian?" Mona asked in a bored tone, not even looking up from filing her nails.
"Yeah. I don't think she'll be bothering me again for a while," Ali replied smugly.
Spencer laughed. "What did you say to her? Please tell me it was good."
Alison shot her a smile. "Of course it was. I told her that she disgusted me with her eye fucking, and I yelled at her to stop staring and stay away from me, and I mean yelled. At the top of my lungs. Everyone was looking my way when I walked out of there."
Spencer and Mona both snickered at this news, which made Ali smile even more brightly.
"Perfect," Spencer said, "So do you guys want to hang out a bit? We could hit up the mall."
"I'm always down for the mall." Mona finally looked up from her nail filing so she could look at the blond leader of their clique. "Are you in, Ali?"
"I can't today. This is Cece's last day in Rosewood, so I'm going to spend it with her. But don't worry. We can go to the mall tomorrow."
A disappointed look flashed across Spencer's face, but she recovered quickly. "Okay. We'll see you tomorrow then."
"Bye," Alison called over her shoulder, already heading for her car.
Emily tried to blink back the tears as she watched Alison's retreating form, but she couldn't help it as a few slipped out of her eyes. She hated it when Ali yelled at her in front of everyone like that. Especially this time because she had made such a big scene. Emily was so embarrassed at the moment, and she knew that kids would be talking about this for days, which meant the teasing would get worse again. Emily quickly tried to wipe her tears as Paige walked over to her locker, which was located next to Emily's, but it was too late. She had already seen them.
"I saw what happened, Emily. I hate Alison. How dare she think she can treat you like this?" Paige snarled.
"She's full of herself. Ever since I came out as a lesbian, she thinks I'm in love with her. She thinks everyone's in love with her, but they're not," Emily said, a little bitterly.
"Maybe if you started dating someone else, then she would stop acting so cruelly towards you. You've told me you're in love with me, Emily. Why won't you just give us a chance?" Paige pleaded.
Emily sighed. "Paige, I've already told you, if I started dating someone, the teasing would get so much worse than it already is. It would be way worse than people simply teasing me because of Alison's silly notion that I like her if, you know, I was actually dating someone. I promise you that the minute we graduate, we can get together, but until then, I don't want to date anyone."
Paige hung her head. "I know, and I understand." Emily watched as a smile then broke out onto the other girl's face. "But I'm holding you to that promise."
Emily smiled back. "Fair enough."
Paige than dropped the subject, leaning against her locker. "So do you want to hang out tonight?"
"Can't. I've got a history test to study for. You know how my mom gets on the night before a test. I'm not allowed to do anything but study. Besides, I should probably actually study a little bit at least. I'd get in so much trouble if I failed."
"Oh, that sucks. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then. Good luck on your test."
"Thanks. See ya."
Emily shut her locker door, slinging her backpack over her shoulder before making her way to the parking lot. She could already feel the flutters in her stomach when she thought about what she was going to do next.
When Ali got home, her house was completely empty. This was to be expected because her parents were rarely ever home. They always said they were on business trips because they had conferences to go to that were out of town. Ali was almost positive they were lying. They couldn't be on business trips all the time. She learned a long time ago that they were simply away from the house at all times because they didn't want to deal with her and Jason. Sometimes, they would stay away for so long that they simply sent money to the house instead of actually showing up to make sure their kids were okay. Ali figured that Jason was probably out with his beer buddies at the time, but she couldn't be sure. She hadn't seen him in a couple months, which was very unusual for him. He had never stayed out for longer than a week before. Ali simply shrugged it off, figuring that he might have moved in with one of his beer buddies so they could get wasted all the time together like the lowlifes they were. She couldn't bring herself to care though. There was nothing she could do about it, and she couldn't say that she didn't enjoy the peace and quiet that an empty household brought with it.
She took the stairs two at a time before heading to her bedroom and flopping down on her bed. She looked at her watch, and she figured that she had a little while at least to start working on her chemistry homework. This was the subject that was the most difficult for her, so she found it helpful to work on the homework herself so that she would not fail the tests. She worked through the first few reading comprehension questions with ease, effortlessly finding the answers in the text, but the last few chemical reaction problems proved to be a lot more difficult. She tried reading the book and following the example given, but she didn't really understand what it was saying because she had been too busy texting Spencer about something that had happened in her previous class when the teacher had been explaining the concept earlier that day. She was just about to give up on her homework and find something else to do when she heard the doorbell ring. She sprang from her bed and hurried down the stairs, throwing the door open for the person waiting on the other side.
It was Emily.
