Spencer Hastings sashayed across her hard wood floor, looking up and down in the full length mirror propped up against her wall. Her brown was tied up into a slick pony tail and she examined her Rosewood day blazer and skirt in the mirror, blinking her eye lashed a few times before she walked away, grabbing her Balenciaga bag and exiting her room.
"Senior year is going to be amazing, Spence." Melissa said excitedly as Spencer entered the kitchen. She was flipping through a cookbook at the center island of the kitchen, and smiled at Spencer as she walked past her. Melissa and Spencer's relationship had always been a rocky one, every chance they got they tried to one up each other, but ever since the Pocono's, they have put the past behind them and somehow started to get along. "The best part is everyone fears you, no one wants to cross a senior's path." Melissa said with a sigh. Spencer could remember a time when no one wanted to cross her path, even when she wasn't a senior. Ali – Courtney, made everyone shake in their boots. Even as a seventh grader, everyone knew not to mess with her. Spencer sighed as she grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. Even after everything had happened, she still missed some of the times they shared. "I can't wait until it's over." Spencer mumbled, stuffing the water bottle in her bag.
Just at that moment, Amelia came sulking into the kitchen. Amelia was her soon to be stepsister, Spencer's mom was marrying her dad and over the summer the family had pushed their way into the house. Amelia attended St. Agnes last year, an exclusive private school, but with the move she was now starting as a 10th grader at Rosewood Day. "I can't believe I have to go to Rosewood Day." She said, wrinkling her nose. Spencer rolled her eyes. St. Agnes wasn't much better than Rosewood, Amelia was just being pretentious, just like her father. Melissa glanced up from her book and smiled at Spencer. Spencer smiled back, enjoying the fact that she had someone in the house now that she could just relate to. "Let's go" Spencer said to Amelia as she walked out the kitchen door, and into her BMW and waited from Amelia to join her in the passenger seat. After a couple of minutes of waiting, Spencer honked the horn, and Amelia came out of the house slowly, books in hand. Spencer observed her noticing that she could really use an eyebrow tweeze, and that she should do something else with her matted, curly hair. Spencer had tried to help her back on their trip to New York with her older brother Zach, but it was only short lived.
Once arriving at Rosewood, Spencer ditched her soon to be stepsister to find her friends; Emily Fields, Aria Montgomery and Hanna Marin. Spencer spotted the three by Aria's locker, and she rushed over to them, smiling. "Senior Year girls, the past is behind us." She said with a smile, draping her arms around Hanna and Emily's shoulders. Aria weakly smiled, Emily didn't flinch, and Hanna let out an annoyed groan. "Guys, Spencer is right. It's been six months. We've gone through extensive therapy and have put last year behind us, right? No one can hurt us now." Hanna said with a grin, taking a long sip her drink. Spencer guessed it was a low fat white chocolate latte, Hanna's go to drink. Aria cleared her throat "It just feels weird being back here." Spencer sighed. "It does, but we'll be fine. We're seniors now; Back on top. After this year, we will all have clean slates. So let's just enjoy this year… together." All three of them nodded. Honestly, the only thing getting Spencer through this year was the thought of a new slate next year. No one would know anything about her messed up past.
Spencer's phone vibrated in her pocket and she quickly pulled it out, looking at the number. Suddenly her heart dropped in her chest. "Guys…" she whispered, showing them her screen. They all gazed at the screen of Spencer's iPhone as she quickly pressed read.
A New year, a new me. You can never escape me, Bitches. -A