Hey BTeths, here's my new story. Whoop Whoop! I'm actually happy - sort of- with it. I really hope you like it, I know I spend a lot of time to update and I'm sorry. Wow, I think the first sentence repelled everyone, Gee. Anyways. Enjoy!
A cool breeze brushed past the sun kissed face of the blonde. She had deep blue eyes and lush pink lips which shyly hid behind a magazine. Alison Dilaurentis peeped over the rim and smiled, she lay on the lucious grass with half a glass of last day of summer break she thought, with a sigh. The girl opposite her sat on a deck chair, her freshly coated nails glimmered in the sun. Aria Montgomery had hazel eyes, her brown hair swished to the side as she turned to her friend, Alison. She could tell what she was thinking.
Spencer Hastings perked her head up from her book, How To Kill a Mockingjay. This was her fifth time reading the book, despite the constant discouraging comments, Spencer was determined to read the book and find a new detail every time. Her chestnut hair flowed behind her ears, her matching eyes studied the friend and foe. It was apparent to anyone who met Spencer that she disliked Alison. Spencer thought her as the spolit child, in spite of that, Spencer couldn't help but agreed on the fact that Alison is beautiful and her smile melted the hearts of many. Inside, Alison is devilish beast, only caring for her well being.
Three girls walked out the Dilaurentis household holding cookies and a jug of Lemonade. On the left, Mona Vanderwaal, an amiable geek but to Alison, just a geek. Alison wasn't fond of Mona, despite Mona's friendliness towards her. On the right, Hanna Marin, a girl with short messy blonde hair, always knowing the latest updates of fashion. She was a loveable goofball. Finally, in the middle, Emily Fields. Emily had a tanned olive skin with dark oak hair with darker eyes. A sweet innocent smile formed in the corner of her lips as she exited the building. Behind Emily's innocence a secret was kept, she found love where there was barely any, she had no interest in any boy but found love in a specific girl, her dear friend, Alison. Emily always looked for the good in people. Little did Emily know a lover was on her trail, right under her nose, hoping to get her attension.
The three girls walked onto the soft grass and seperated to sit in their seats. Emily was left handing out the cookies.
"Do you think I'll be able to get that beach body by Christmas?" Alison pointed at the skinny model. "Em?"
Emily flushed a deep shade of pink, "Don't you already have it?"
"Oh Em, Aren't you supposed to be the loyal and honest one?" Alison smiled patting her stomach. Emily handed her a cookie.
"Pathetic! Were you here for the conversation?" Alison demanded bitterly. Shocked, Emily dropped the plate of cookies.
"Ye-ye-yes," Emily fumbled over her words. She turned away, hiding her embarrasment. Aria placed her hand on Emily's shoulder, Mona comforted her, Hanna narrowed her eyes at Alison and helped pick up the scattered food. Spencer dropped her book, and grunted towards Alison.
"Oh, so I'm the guilty one here?" Alison huffed. She took a glance at Emily before turning back. "Wimp." She expressed plainly.
"The only wimp I see is standing in front of me, not even taking the chance to say sorry and leaving her real friends to clean up . mess!" Spencer raged.
"I'm sorry Em, can I please make up to you?" Alison said guiltily, a small amount of nervousness was heard in her voice, which was unusual for Alison.
"It's okay Ali, you just need to be more... Aware of other people's feelings." Emily sighed before breaking a smile.
"How do you feel about popcorn and a movie, Thursday night? Your place, dad and Jason are home." Alison replied happily. Jason was her older brother, he had brown shaggy hair, green eyes and a little chin stubble. Alison didn't mind her brother but when he brought home other women, it disturbed her. Her father was the same, he often cheated on her mother, the only time the two men didn't bring home women was when mom was home.
Emily agreed. A sudden spark of joy and hope rose up inside her. The girls split up and went home. Spencer was left, she was twidding with a beautiful flower. Alison sighed and sat down beside her.
"Those are my mother's flowers, they're her favourites." Alison interuppted briefly before returning to being silent.
"Must be nice to have parents who care for you." Spencer turned around gazing into Alison's eyes. Alison nodded in reply.
"My parents will do anything in the world to keep Jason and me happy and we would do the same." Chuckled Alison, "How about you?"
"My parents they're a different story. Melissa is the golden child, she's so precious to them." Spencer sighed.
"What about you?" Alison questioned.
"Me?" Spencer errupted in laughter, Alison stared at her. "The never gave a damn about me, I once fell off a horse and they said it was someone elses problem. I once was thirty four seconds late to getting to the car so they drove off, I was left in the pouring rain! So if you think I'm going to go home in a rush, you're wrong." By now, Spencer was angered. Alison could tell she was holding back a tsunsmi of tears, she comforted her for a while before Spencer pulled away and got up.
"I better go - for my homework." Smiled Spencer, as she turned away to no longer face Alison, a worried frown spread acroos her face, fear in her eyes, she knew deep down she knew her homework wasn't the only thing waiting for her at home...
(-The next Day -)
Buzz Buzz, Buzz Buzz, Buzz
Spencer looked up at her phone, the alarm had been ringing for the past twenty five minutes. She turned it off and pulled herself from under the covers. Spencer took a brisk shower before pulling on some jeans and a colour block sweater before finally topping it off with a pair of black heeled ankled boots. She grabbed her brown satchel, Spencer stopped herself infront of the mirror, she touched the scar from last night, it stung. She checked the time, 8: 47, she sighed with relief, and with that, she drove herself to school.
"Where have you been? We still need to go and help the school play set up auditions." Aria demanded anxiously, she was tapping her foot rapidly against the pathway. Before Spencer could answer, a sudden roar of an motorbike engine inturrupted her. Alison, Mona, Aria and Hanna sighed flirtatiously, Emily and Spencer rolled their eyes. Toby Cavanaugh stepped off, then was joined by his friends. Toby had brown messy hair and deep sea blue eyes, he wore a leather jacket and matching pants. Toby Cavanaugh was the Rosewood's official badboys. If a girl didn't like him she was either gay or crazy. Spencer was crazy not to love him, how could she resist such a guy?
"How can you guys like him?" Spencer quiried taking a quick glance at him.
"Are you serious? He is the perfect guy, sexy, great smil-" Hanna dreamed.
"And, insensitive." Spencer added.
"I need to go to swim practise." Emily metioned before going.
"All the girls in the school love him." Aria explained, Spencer gave her the 'look' and Aria sighed, "...But you don't seem to be one of them."
"Arghh! Guys! He's walking up to us!" Mona exclaimed.
"Don't worry, I'll handle this." Alison waved her hair back. "Just be cool." Alison stared at Mona.
"Hey Ladies, care to accompany me?" Toby smirked showing his pearly white teeth.
The girls, except Spencer, drooled over him.
"We have plans." Spencer interuppted.
"No, no we don't." Alison defended linking arms with him.
"Uhh, yes? The auditions?" Spencer crossed her arms. Toby shook off Alison.
"Auditions?" Toby questioned. "For that sappy play?" His friends laughed.
"As a matter of fact, it's not boring." reasoned Spencer, "The play's name is A Midnight's Summer Dream."
Jenna, the populare cheerleader, sashayed over in her short yellow cheerleading skirt. She took one glance at her and knocked her books out of Spencer's hands. Spencer stood stunned.
"What are you doing hanging out with that Noboby." Jenna quired curiously. Toby hesitated.
"Ugh, whatever, don't answer, HoneyBoy. Just come later to see me," Jenna winked and signalled all his friends and hers to follow her out.
Spencer knelt down to pick up her books. Spencer's friends stood awkwardly before breaking apart. Toby knelt down to help Spencer.
"I'm so sorry, it's just her natu-" Toby apologized.
"HoneyBoy now has feelings." Spencer said irritatedly, Flicking his chin up so he'd look at her. Toby observed her beatiful eyes, something put him off. The scar.
"If you're going to apologize, look me in the eye." Spencer sighed slapping her hands aginst her thighs, she looked deeply into his eyes.
"Okay." Toby looked at her wholeheartedly in the eye but the scar... something wasn't right. He turned away.
"I knew you didn't have the balls to apologize," Spencer huffed shaking her head, " Gosh, you really are insensitive," Spencer broke into a laugh. "You know what? The funny thing is I knew it!I knew it! You don't change do you? Sign up for the play, you really had me then." She walked away with all her books and papers, except one navy leather book.
"Her journal?" Toby muttered. The play script fell out. He picked it up and stared at it. There was something he liked about that girl. Could this lead him to her heart?
Ooohh! Toby found the key to her heart,will he return it or will he keep it. Stay tuned to find out.