Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars or its characters.

A/N: I love both Hannily and Emison, so writing this fic is like stabbing my heart with a rusty fork. I'll be updating once a week, but since I already wrote a few chapters I'll update two this once.

Enjoy :)

First day of school, and she already knew it was going to be a bad one. She looked so different from all the others here, and they knew it too. As Emily walked down the halls eyes followed closed by; some in wonder, and some clearly full of judgment. Her black leather jacket made noise as she raised her arm to open her locker. Her first class was Biology, so she grabbed her textbook, and continued down the hall. The bell rang, and people dispersed to their classes.

Great! First day and I'm going to be late. The tall brunette walked around for about 5 minutes. There wasn't anyone out to ask, and she really didn't want to go into a class and ask a teacher.

The clacking of heels made Emily turn, and her eyes met with blue ones. The girl was dressed as if she were going to the mall instead of school. She saw Emily, and gave her what Emily saw as a faint smile.

"Hi." Emily approached the girl.

"Hello. You're new here aren't you?" The blonde asked.

"Yea." Emily chuckled nervously. "That obvious huh?"

The girl made a motion with her fingers. "A little. You're lost." She stated.

"Yes." Emily deadpanned.

Both of the girls shared a laugh, and it was then that Emily thought this day might not be as bad as she thought.

She took Emily's transcript and said, "Kay Emily, first class is Bio." She said more to herself than to the brunette. "That class is in the second floor, and good for you that I'm going to the second floor too. I have Chemistry. So boring," she rolled her eyes, and smiled.

"Are you gonna tell me your name? It seems a bit unfair that you know mine and I don't know yours."

"It's Hanna." She extended her hand.

"Nice to meet you Hanna." Emily shook her hand.

Hanna started leading the way, and Emily followed. "Where'd you move from?"

"Los Angeles."

"L.A.? Could you believe I've never gone? How is it over there? It probably crazy huh?" She sounded so intrigued.

"I don't think so. I mean it kinda is I guess, but not nearly as crazy as TV portrays it to be."

"You know now that I know you're from L.A., I could totally hear you're accent."

"Accent?" Emily asked surprised. She never thought she had an accent, only the surfers and valley girls had accents, and god were they annoying.

"Mhm." Hanna nodded. "You have a very 'chill' way of talking."

Emily laughed. "Oh that! Yea I guess that is a very Californian way of talking." They finally got to the second floor. "It's probably the ocean and nice weather that makes us chill." After a few seconds of silence Emily said, "And the weed."

Hanna gasped, "You're a pothead."

"Nah, but I do occasionally smoke. Not every day."

"So every other day then?" The blonde teased.

"Okay you got me." Emily raised her hands in defense. "You ever smoked?"

"No."

"Ever want to?"

"I don't know…maybe." The girl shrugged and smirked.

"Well maybe I can be your first then?" At that, the blue-eyed girl gave her a curious look.

"Do you want to corrupt me, Emily Fields? You're definitely an Angeleno."

"Well, I'm just saying I'll probably ask you some time, if we do continue to talk, and if you say no it's cool. I won't try to peer pressure you, or anything like that. Besides I doubt you're completely innocent." Now it was Emily who was doing the teasing.

Hannah chuckled, knowing all too well the tall girl was right. "Well here's your class."

"Thanks. You're pretty cool, I wasn't expecting my day to go well, but it's starting out good."

"Hey, no worries, I know what it's like to be out looking in." The blonde gave her a sincere smile.

"You? But you're so blonde, blue eyes, dress like you're going to a fashion show. You look like you'd own the place, except you're nice, so I'm guessing you're not THE queen bee, but somewhere up there."

"I haven't always looked like this." She motioned to herself. "Sometimes, I'm still not used to it."

"Hmm, I find that hard to believe." Emily said.

Silence took over, and Hanna could feel the blood rushing to her face.

It started to get awkward so Emily decided to finally go to class, "Well, uhm, bye." As she reached for the door the blonde interrupted her movements by speaking.

"Oh hey, if you want to hang out with my friends and me, you can. At lunch we sit outside, a few tables from the entrance. You'll see my blonde head." She laughed nervously.

"Oh really?"

Hanna nodded.

"Thanks. I'll definitely see you at lunch then." Emily smiled and opened the door to walk into class.