As I've written an AU i'm going to do some clarifications to the story:
In my tale Alison was killed the night she was buried alive.
The girls haven't endured A's harassment.
Toby and Jenna are biological siblings.
Jenna's blidness was caused by a car accident, not by the girls, who are her friends.
English is not my first language so apologize in advance for any mistakes you may find. If you'd like to read this in Spanish here's a link s/11353938/1/La-ni%C3%B1a-de-oro
I don't own PLL.
Any comments, either possitive or negative are really appreciated.
PROLOGUE – No all that glitters is gold
The first time Toby Cavanaugh saw again Spencer Hastings after he had left high school, was in a hospital visit with his sister. Back then, the young woman was 17 years old and wore size 10 years old clothing. The golden girl of Rosewood High wasn't as perfect as she pretended.
The next time he saw her, he had gone pick up Jenna from prom. Her dress was ripped and her make-up was smeared all over her face, bruises covered her tiny body. Without a word he had taken off his hoodie and had covered her with it before giving her a ride home. Her boyfriend, Andrew, wasn't as perfect as everybody believed neither.
The third time he saw her she was 20, she had passed out at a party and her purse had been stolen, she came to file a complaint.
The forth time he saw her was at a party, his sister and her had just graduated in law from Upenn, Spencer cum laude, just as he had expected. Jenna laughed dancing with her friend and Toby smiled from the distance. He had never crossed more than a few words with her, but her chocolate brown hair and her fair skin atracted him enormously. However her reputation preceded her: chess, decathlon, tennis and field hockey champion, first of the class in every one of her subjects, volunteer in two different civic centers. Perfect girls did not went out with policemen.
The fifth time he saw her, she was at a cofe back in Rosewood, at shelter from the blizzard that lashed the streets. She was reading papers with a ffustrated expression and biting her nails out of anger. That was the day Toby decided that maybe no all that glitters is gold.
- Can I take a sit? - He asked, making her raise her sight and a smile expand though her porcelane face.
- Sure – She pushed aside the papers from the sit next to her laughing at her mess.