(A/N) Hey guys! I'm Mikey, and this is my first fanfic ever, so I'm sorry for all the mistakes! This is going to be a Pretty Little Liars fanfic from the POV of Aria Montgomery. Even if you didn't really read the books or watch the show, I'm going to make this as easy to follow along with as possible. It takes place from the beginning of season one, the first episiode, or the beginning of the first book in the series and it's going in a totally different direction than the show or books, so you're not missing anything. This is just a prologue for a sample of my writing, leave some feedback if you like it c: Thank you, and enjoy!
"Ali!" I screamed after the girl. She walked a few steps and turned around slowly, a devilish smile planted on her face and a glint in her eyes. "What? I'm just having some fun.. I thought you'd know what I mean, wouldn't you?" An eerie giggle brought me out of the memory and into the present. She's dead now. It's just a memory. Just a distant memory. But then I saw a flash of her same blonde hair whisk around the corner the street, and caught a whiff of that vanilla soap that Ali had always bathed in, and it made me think, 'Was she really gone?' I already knew the answer. She was. I saw her body at the funeral, and I saw her casket get lowered into the ground. Thankfully, my secrets went down with it; or so I thought.