"Marin, Hanna?" Ezra called attendance with a certain amount of pride and excitement. It was his first day at Rosewood High; his first day as a real teacher with real students to mark absent or present. He had been imagining this day for the past 3 months when he first found out he had gotten the job. Now it was here and nothing could ruin his mood.

"Here." He heard Hanna reply with much less enthusiasm than he.

"Great." He checked her name with a smirk and moved to the next student. "Okay. Mongomery, Aria?" There was silence, except for small whispers that rustled through the class. "No Aria?"

At that moment the classroom door swung open. "That's me. I'm here." A grim voice spoke. He thought he heard her mumble the word 'unfortunately' at that end of it as he looked in her direction.

She was already retreating to the back of the classroom. Her long hair flowed to the middle of her back and was such a dark, chocolate brown that he could have mistaken it for black. She was thin and dressed in dark, muted colors. Ezra bit his lip subconsciously as he noticed the way her jeans fit her curves just right.

He cleared this throat. "Take a seat please, Miss. Montgomery". He told her trying to sound stern. He knew if he let a student get away with be late on his first day, it would set a bad example for everyone else. "I expect you to be on time every day. Can I see you after class, please."

Aria found an empty desk and spun around to take a seat. Her doe-like eyes connected with his and she felt her breath catch in her throat. "Um yea. Sorry." She frowned and averted her eyes to an empty page of her notebook.

Ezra stared at her for probably a little too long before coming back to reality. "Okay. Moving on. Matthews, Craig?"

After finishing the attendance, Ezra decided that the real heavy learning could be saved for the second day of school. First days were for getting to know each other. He spent most of the period telling the class about himself and what they would be learning this year. He also spent most of the time trying not to look at Aria Montgomery.

Ezra then went around the room and asked each student to tell him a little about themselves. It was something he always hated doing in school, but he wanted something to pass the time. He asked each student to tell him their name, something they like to do and their favorite ice cream flavor.

Aria shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She hated when teacher did this kind of stuff. Everyone in this classroom has known each other since kindergarten. If they didn't know about each other by now, they never would. But she couldn't help but smile as she listened to her friends' responses.

"I'm Spencer. I'm your classic over achiever and my favorite ice cream is vanilla with chocolate sauce."

"My name is Hanna. I am a shop-a-holic and I don't eat ice cream because it's too fattening. I do like to indulge in some strawberry fro-yo every now and then though."

"My name is Emily. I'm on the swim team and my favorite ice cream is Rocky Road."

Now it was Aria's turn. She really never knew what to say about herself, so she pretended that she didn't know it was her turn and kept writing in her notebook. Ezra cleared his throat as he let his eyes finally fall on her. He had been trying his best not to look at her all period and now was his chance to do so without suspicious glances. "Aria?"

"Hmm?" She looked up at him with false confusion.

He smirked slightly. "Can you tell me a little about yourself?"

"Oh. Yea. " She fiddled with her pencil. "My name is Aria, as you know cause you just said it…" She heard a round of laughter from the class, than shrugged. "There's not really much to tell."

Ezra bit his lip, once again secretly admiring her. "Well…" He walked down her aisle and leaned against an empty desk diagonal from hers, "What do you like to do for fun? If you're sitting at home on a Monday night, homework done, of course, what are doing?"

Aria stared up at him, "I guess I'm writing." She admitted. It was something she enjoyed doing, but not something that she often shared with anyone; especially her classmates. Her writing was typically reserved for her laptop's eyes only.

Ezra lifted an eyebrow. "You write?" This girl was becoming too good to be true; Beautiful and a writer.

"Yeah. I mean. Not a lot. Just when I have free time and I'm feeling inspired." She explained.

For a moment he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Her round, hazel eyes felt like they were piercing through him. It took him a second to realize that he was staring too long and it was probably looking pretty creepy at this point.

He cleared his throat, "What was the other part of the question?" He asked the class. As he turned to walk back towards his desk, Aria admired the way his butt looked in her dress pants.

"Ice cream." A random set of voice replied.

"Right. How could I forget?" He nodded and motioned to Aria, whos eyes snapped up in the hopes that no one noticed.

"Coffee. I like coffee ice cream." She spat out quickly as the bell rang to signal the end of class.

"Wow. Time flies." Ezra noted, "If we didn't get to you yet we will finish tomorrow." The class had already began to gather their and were half way out the door by the time he finished talking. "Aria, don't forget to come see me."

Aria nodded and headed to the front of the room as the final few students crowed out the door. "I'm really sorry Mr. Fitz. I'm usually on time but I just moved back from Iceland and I'm a little off schedule."

"Iceland? What were you doing there?" He wondered with intrigue, seeming to totally forget the fact that she was late for his class.

"My dad had to go there for work for a year." She shifted uncomfortable knowing that work was not the only part of the reason, her family also wanted to get her away from all of the Alison drama.

His eyes lit up even more. "That's amazing. I've visited before. It's beautiful there."

Aria smiled at his excitement, "Yeah. It is. I miss it. Rosewood doesn't quit measure up."

"Well, I'm sure you'll find something worth your while here." He meant to sound positive and encouraging, but his voice sounded more flirty than he had intended.

Aria's eyes drifted to Ezra's lips and she suddenly felt the urge to plant a long, intense kiss on them.

Ezra noticed the direction of her gaze and quickly spoke, "I mean catching up with old friends and getting back into school, of course…."

"Right. Of course." She nodded in agreement, clutching her books to her chest.

"I should really get going." Ezra announced suddenly, moving towards the door, "I've only got twenty minutes before my next class and I hear it can be a fight for the copy machine. I'll see you tomorrow Aria. Bye."

With that Ezra Fitz disappeared into the crowed hallway without so much as a paper in his hand to bring to the copier. This did not go unnoticed by Aria, who couldn't help but smile