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Hello in all languages! This is a one-shot to test my writing skills and I really hope that you like it! At the end of the story, there will be more bold black writing and I would really appreciate it if you took the courtesy to read it- it may be important! So Read & Review the story please! Thank you so much- enjoy!
"Emily?"
Emily Fields paused as she walked through the school hallway, her high heels temporarily silent. Her red patterned scarf fluttered in the draft coming from a classroom as she sharply turned on her heel to look behind her, balancing her books carefully with one arm.
In front of her was Paige, a more than friendly girl who she had hooked up with earlier in the year, which majorly supported Emily's unusual lack of taste for boys. Her red straight hair was wild and her soft brown eyes eyes followed each of Emily's fidgety movements. She wore an adorable sundress with a low cut top, but her stance was off; something about it made Emily think twice.
Emily stepped backward, bumping into one of the many students milling around in the hall, getting ready for their next classes. Her eyes stayed on Paige, watching her warily. She took a sharp, deep breath, remembering how quickly Paige had run out on her, instead of even considering some of the limited possibilities for the future, including the idea of their relationship becoming public.
Emily blinked her eyes, wiping away all the sad, resurfacing memories.
"Paige." She said, her face a mask of calm, while inside she was really freaking out. Her voice did not listen to her expression, though, and so her voice cracked as she said Paige's name. What is she doing here? Oh, God, no. This cannot be happening! She does NOT want to talk!
Paige looked at her sadly, "Em, just hear me out. Please, Emily."
Emily gritted her teeth. First off, she struts in here acting like she never declared that our love was false, and then she wants me to listen while she explains her damn excuses for not listening to ME? Hell, no, I'm not going to listen, bitch. But... on the other hand, should I accept her stupid apology and listen while she explains the shitty excuse, or should I be the center of the scene in the hall that will be titled 'Is she seriously lesbian AGAIN, even after dating Isaac?' Emily thought for a moment and then turned on her heel, decided despite her hatred for unfair judgment.
"Come with me." She muttered, not daring to look back at the gorgeous girl following her. Her feelings for her and others, mostly Maya and Isaac, were all mixed up. They swirled around inside of her, mixing together until she couldn't even tell whether it was gal-girl talking or whether it was guy-girl.
Emily led Paige around the corner, into a little nook that she and Aria had found years earlier. "What?" She said, looking deep into her stunning brown eyes.
"I just wanted to say that-"
"-GET TO CLASS! No horsing around! That's right; move it, Fields! You too, Miss Mccullers; you don't want another detention, now do you?" Principal Jay sticks his red face around the dark corner.
Emily groaned in relief and happily surrendered to Mr. Jay's rules, dragging Paige along behind her.
Spencer was lying on her bed with all her schoolwork spread out around her. She had too much homework to comprehend; she had an AP econ essay due tomorrow that she hadn't even started, three pages of Calculus book work, a short story on the Mayans due in two days and five other things which were either essays or review sheets for the many tests she was taking that week.
She was biting a pencil and nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard someone say 'hey'.
Spencer jumped up, spinning around on the wooden floor, shocked.
"You're not supposed to be here."
"I know, but your parents aren't home, so..."
"So you took advantage of this situation and decided to come say... what?"
Spencer looked at Toby; the handsome boy who was currently a suspect in Alison DiLaurentis's case, Spencer's dead friend, just like she was. His brown hair was mussed and his angular face was flushed as if he had climbed in a window. Come to think of it, there had been a window open on the first floor, and Spencer hadn't heard the alarm go off...
"Toby, did you... Did you, uh, climb in through a window?"
"No, of course not!" Toby said, pretending to look offended.
"You're lying." A smile crept up on Spencer's face.
"Maybe."
"You did! Didn't you?"
"Fine," Toby faked an annoyed sigh, "I did. But there are cops in front of your house; again. For your safety, I didn't want them to see me! And both our families said we cannot see each other, so I decided to take matters into my own hands and pay someone a well-deserved visit, Miss work-alcoholic!" He motioned to all the papers spread out over Spencer's bed.
She surveyed the mess and spotted her phone in the midst of it. Crap. She dived for it while explaining to Toby that she had forgot to call Aria back; she had called over an hour ago. Spencer held up her finger, saying 'one minute until I can talk again.'
"Hello?" Aria said on her side of the call. Spencer heard heels smacking down onto hardwood floor in the background.
"Hey Aria! Its Spencer. So you called about the "emergency" earlier... and let me guess. It's Fitz, isn't it? Did somebody get found out?" Spencer taunted jokingly.
"Spence, stop it!" Aria whispered on her end of the line, "Ah, hold on... Okay, I'm back."
"Is Fitz there?"
"No. He got pulled into some faculty thing so he texted me to order some food."
"So you guys are still texting? Wow. I would've thought that after thing with your mom, that..."
"He doesn't know about that. If he thinks that my parents are sniffing us out, it'll just make him paranoid, not romantic."
"Yeah, tell me about it. I still don't know if Toby thinks I set him up with that sweater." Spencer looked over to where he had gradually drifted off to in the other room.
"You haven't talked to him yet?"
"No. He left me a message saying that he couldn't meet me after school. I gotta go, my moms calling." I am such a bad liar... If Aria finds out that he was here after all... well, lets say that it we won't be happy friends exactly, what with all these lies between us...
"Okay, bye." Aria hung up, leaving Spencer alone, in an empty room, with Toby. What to do, what to do...
Aria blindly hung up on Spencer after accidentally knocking the mouse to Ezra's computer, thus turning on the bright screen of his laptop.
Up came Ezra's profile page that Aria glanced at mildly, still leafing trough the menus to find something good for them both. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a picture of... Ezra and a girl that Aria hadn't seen before. She looked closer, realizing that- annoyingly enough- the 'girl' was older than Aria had originally thought, and also was quite beautiful, unfortunately. And she had her arm around Ezra. Just like they were possibly a couple. Aria frowned at the new discovery, quite annoyed that Ezra had never mentioned it.
With irritated curiosity, she clicked on the small picture's link so that it grew in size too. She scrolled down the page to comments made...
Jessica234 said: 'Aw! Congrats on the engagement, guys! Cant wait to see you at your wedding!' and JasonLzBoy said: 'Nice to see that you two worked all your problems out. Congrats.'
Aria's eyes narrowed at the picture as she reached for her cell, which was hurting her head with its shrill ring tone.
"Hello?" Aria talked mechanically as she stared dumbfounded at what had to be the largest secret in the world right then.
Ezra's MARRIED? Or ENGAGED even? Aria's mind raced with possibilities of the worst scenarios.
That cheater! How could he keep a wife hidden from Aria? Or a fiancee? Surely she would have called after all these months and Aria would have picked up the phone, unsure of who it was, and found out the enormous secret. But she hadn't. Why hadn't Ezra ever told her this? Could it possibly be a more dangerous relationship or situation than he and Aria were in? Could they possibly ever go on the way they have even after this?
"Hey. Its me. Uh, yeah its me. This is running a bit long. Did you order dinner yet?" Aria clenched her teeth together at the sound of his voice, trying to sound normal though, in case he realized what she knew.
"Um... You know what, I-I can't stay." Aria said in a rush, her eyes still on the tragic picture that undoubtedly ruined her dinner, and day, with Ezra.
"Is something wrong?" Ezra said worriedly.
"No! No, um. We'll just- we'll talk later. Okay?" Aria exclaimed, frazzled. So much for sounding normal...
"Okay. Sure, Aria. Bye." Ezra sounded innocently confused on his end of the line, and Aria sure didn't blame him, since she did turn down time with him twice- or was it three times?- in one day.
She hung up blindly, leaving the picture up on the screen, not bothering to change the screen back to the profile page. Maybe he would see it and finally realize that he had to tell her... Or maybe not. Either way, Aria left it up, grabbed her keys from the table and her book bag from the floor, and headed out of the apartment, angry as could be.
Stupid way to spend 30 minutes of my life; the worst I've ever spent! First I go to an empty apartment to wait for someone, find out he is hiding a fiancee, or wife or girlfriend (or whatever she is), and finally go back home, too angry for words! Aria thought, smiling grimly. Let the Most Twisted Relationship game begin...
"- And its totally gorgeous, right? Its practically stealing- It's only a hundred dollars and its an original Prada dress! Can you believe how lucky this is? Hanna! Are you you even paying a little bit of attention?" Mona whined, snapping her fingers in front of Hanna's face dramatically, and then motioned to the shimmery midnight blue dress she had picked out.
"Like I said," Mona tried again, "it's fabulous, right? Should I try it on or would you like to?"
Hanna rolled her eyes; it was a no-brainer question. The finder gets to stake their claim first on the item- that's how you shop with a girl like Mona and herself. Whats fair is fair and there is nothing that anyone can do to change it.
"Sure, Mona. You can try it on first." Hanna said with a smile. As soon as Mona turns her back, Hanna mutters, "Bitch. It wouldn't kill you to let me try it on for once." Luckily, Mona hadn't heard a word she had just said.
Hanna sighed, annoyed that Mona, who used to be so nerdy and pathetic, always found just the right dresses in just the right size and that they always worked for her when Hanna had to deal with second best whenever she shopped with Mona.
While Mona tried the dress on, Hanna leafed through the different clothing racks, mildly distracted. When she had agreed to come shopping with Mona, she had imagined an amazing shopping trip, where she was loaded down with bags by the end. But that hadn't happened yet, since she didn't have even one bag and it had already been an hour. Mona already had four bags, that bitch.
The other purpose Hanna had for agreeing to come was to get her mind off of something she had been thinking of nonstop; Caleb.
He was still a really sore subject for Hanna, but it wasn't as if Hanna's pouting about the situation helped anyone. Her stubbornness with dodging him was driving them apart; there was no denying it. Although she had never wanted to split up, that was exactly what was happening to them, and until Caleb proved that he was trustworthy again and that he was dying for her love, Hanna wouldn't acknowledge him, or even speak to him, despite the ever-widening gap that formed between them.
Hanna knew what was happening, but the last Jenna incident was too painful for her to think about.
Hanna sighs, thinking about her happiness before she had seen it on Jenna's neck that day. Early in the morning that day, Hanna had been putting Caleb's lunch in his backpack when she had found a pendant, or what she had thought was a pendant, laying on top of his schoolbooks.
Naturally, Hanna had thought that it was for her, since they had finally made love together a night before- something that they had both enjoyed immensely and that surely meant they were soul mates, since they both loved each other more than the other could or would ever know. She quickly took a picture of it with her phone, giddy with the excitement of the night before.
That day at lunch, Hanna was sitting in the cafeteria with Aria, Emily and Spencer, telling them about it and about her time with Caleb- despite their happy protests-, when Jenna Cavanaugh walked by, her stick for the blind in hand. Hanna's gaze soon fell upon Jenna's neck, where, much to everyone's surprise, lay the necklace that Hanna had thought Caleb would give to her; the owl pendant.
Hanna had been furious and had stormed out of the room. The other girls had tried to calm her down, saying that it may have been just a similar pendant, even though all the girls had known it was not true.
Spencer and Aria had been walking through the courtyard minutes later when they passed Jenna. Oblivious to them, Jenna had reached to her neck and pulled the pendant off, sliding it off of the chain in the process. With her laptop in front of her, Jenna had opened a piece to the pendant. It was not a pendant at all, but was a USB stick in disguise. It was transferring files to Jenna's computer, but what specific files, the girls had no clue.
As soon as they told furious Hanna, she had marched home and confronted a scared Caleb, who was unusually baffled. He told Hanna that Jenna had promised to pay him two hundred bucks for him to search Hanna's house to find a key. She hadn't mentioned what type of key, if she had known at all, and was sure that either Hanna or one of the other girls had it, and that Alison had given it to them. None of the girls had any idea what Jenna could possibly be talking about though.
Anyways, Hanna had then been firm and said that Caleb needed to go find some other place to live. Although Hanna was upset about her having to throw him onto the streets, it was necessary if she did not want someone stealing from her and her laptop all the time.
That had been about the last real time they had talked, and Hanna missed him terribly but tried really hard not to show it. If she did, Spencer would likely force her to talk to him and then they would make up, but Hanna did not want to forgive him just yet, since he had hurt her deeply. They had had sex together, for crying out loud! Do you think she wanted to fight with the love of her life? No, she did not, and it killed her to see him hurt.
"We're getting it." Mona interrupted Hanna's thoughts, dragging her back into reality.
"That's... great." Hanna said glumly.
"Hanna?" A hesitant voice called.
"Caleb?" Oh, shit.
First, thank you so much for reading this all the way through! It really means a lot to me!
Secondly, you may have been wondering who Isaac is, since he is referred to a couple times. I wanted to add a boyfriend for Em that wasn't Toby- I never really liked them together. Isaac was a boyfriend that Emily had had in the books in between her girlfriends, and since they hit it off so well in the books, I decided that they should in my story too. Or, as it is in this case, he should at least be mentioned. Who knows: maybe he'll make an appearance later on!
Third, I know that Toby wasn't actually in the room with Spencer while she talked to Aria on the phone, and that her parents WERE home in the show, but I wanted to make it a little bit different. I liked the idea of Toby sneaking around with her and into her room before they officially became a (I forget the word now) not-able-to-be-with-each-other kind of couple.
Fourth, sorry about the fake comments on the webpage; I didn't have the chance to rewatch the episode to find those!
Fifth, please review! I'm all for helping criticism- just not full-blown meanness, please. I would love to know what I should change about the story, what is perfect and what I need to alter just a bit. thanks again!
ENJOY THE NEXT CHAPTER!
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