Hello, loves! Been a long time since I've last written a fan fic, but here I am now! Pretty Little Liars (it's a book series, you should check it out) gave me the idea for this. Hope you like it!


Chapter 1– Juicy Little Exposés, eh

What you know is so typical. I mean, why else would you "stay tuned" to the people of that old House if they weren't what you had expected them to be—a normal group of people. Not a bunch of students who do "things" during their free time and smoke pot? But it's such a shame you don't know them.

Well, not the way I do.

Don't believe it when they say, "What you see is what you get," because at most times, it's a complete l-i-e. Trust me, I'd be the first to know. It is my job to know.

And by now you're wondering what this "job" of mine is.

Thought so.

Now, to enlighten you and your feeble little minds, I would just like to ask: Have you ever wondered what goes on in places you don't get a look at in the House of Anubis? And all those juicy little secrets shared amongst roommates in the dead of night or light of day, don't you want to know them? Well, I know ALL of them. As I have said, it's my job to.

And I suppose you also think you know every little thing there is to know about each of the house members. But I'm sorry, sweetie, you don't. Tap into their inner thinking or at least watch them when they're not being watched, and you'll see you barely even know them!

But I bet you'd want to. Maybe even dying to.

Well then, be thankful. I'm here to boldly hand them out to you, threatening their reputations in the process. There may be a few . . . erm, complications, but that's such a small price to pay for letting you know who they really are. You do deserve the knowledge.

Oh well, I won't probably start now. Unless you want me to. I know you want to know sooooo badly, so here's tip from me to you: stay alert. Maybe you'll find some information from me at times you won't be expecting. Stay. Alert.

But if you choose to be on the innocent side, not wanting your mind to be corrupted by such backbiting discoveries, then that's your choice. No one's forcing you to go down the tubes, right?

–R