Pretty Dirty Lies Series
By: hardlittlecandy
Book 1
Noel Kahn: The Typical Rosewood Boy
My name is Noel Kahn and I would never look at the stars and the sky the same ever again.
A few days ago, I asked a girl named Aria Montgomery to go on a date-date with me and watch a basket ball game, but she turned me down. Her rejecting me never really bothered me because I'm determined to go out with her and just get to know her a little bit more.
I wanted know more about her because she's different from all the other girls that I've ever dated.
Back in 8th grade, Allison di Laurentis told me that Aria had a huge crush on me but, back then, I just saw her as this weirdly beautiful petite brunette who knitted every lunch break, oh, and those pink strip on her hair were also impeccably noticeable. She was the one who looked like she doesn't care what other people will say about her.
But when she came back from Iceland a few weeks ago, I was like Wow! Who is this girl? I couldn't help but think that just a little over three years ago, she was wearing these clothing that were actually Goth like but now, she looks like she's gotten over her I don't know who I am yet stage.
A few days ago I saw her walking down the street getting freshly picked oranges from the Supermarket, so I decided to say hello.
"Hi Aria," I paused, looking at her and grinning. "How are you doing?" I just looked like a fool every time she's around, and I really couldn't help it. She didn't bother to smile at me.
"Noel, please stop," she pleaded, her eyes searching mine. "Ezra Fitz and I are way over after what you did, okay?" she whispered. I nodded.
"I know that, Aria," I paused, shuffling my feet awkwardly. "I know that I wasn't in the place to tell the principal what I saw but, I thought it was the right thing to do." I knew what I said was right but she didn't seem to understand.
"I thought that when I said I didn't want you to come near me ever again was very clear, Noel Kahn." She paused looking at me straight in the eyes. "I like Ezra Fitz and I don't care if anyone thinks it's wrong." She then walked toward her car but I halted her by holding her in the arm.
"What about me then?" I asked.
"Yeah, what about you, Noel?" she asked. I pulled her close and leaned in, her eyes widened as our lips touched. I began to show her that I was better than Ezra Fitz and that I was the one for her—I mean, I'm the same age as her—she shouldn't settle for crumbs. Crumbs, just like Ezra Fitz. She tried to push me away but I didn't let her.
I pulled away slightly breathless. I smiled at her but she didn't smile, she just looked at me, her facial expression was completely unreadable—like she's debating on whether or not to slap me.
Then, she just walked back to her car and after a few moments, her car was zooming down the street. I just looked dumb founded; I looked around and saw one of my team mates in Football chuckling as they drank their root beer. I snarled at them and walked back to my car and drove off as well.
At dinner, I asked my mom why Aria acted that way—although I didn't tell my mom about Aria's fling with our former AP English teacher. "Noel, maybe Aria simply wants to just have friends for a while." My mom said as she pushed back her brown hair as she played the piano near the alcove. "Relationships take time to develop, just like when you were a kid and having friends seemed a challenge, you should just focus on being friends with her and see where that leads you two."
I nodded as my mom played ode to joy on the piano-her favorite piece aside from Bethoven's symphonies.
What my mother said made me think, am I not friendly too Aria? Was I too friendly? Or was I too forward? Maybe a little bit of both then. I was thinking about this even at dinner later that evening and even before I went to bed.
The next day Mona Vanderwaal was tormenting Lucas Gottesman again. Maybe Mona forgot that only two short years ago, when she and Hanna were still losers, Lucas was there to befriend them, talk about thanks, huh? I decided to step in because the things that Mona said was simply ridiculously ruthless.
"Hey Mona," I spoke up making the hole cafeteria look at the scene. Mona smiled from ear to ear and she seemed to think that will add on to the things she said. Aria looked at me and shook her head because she thought that I would just add fuel to what Mona said.
Everyone waited. Lucas simply stared around, he was so humiliated already.
"Maybe you're the one who needs to go to Oz and ask the Wizard for your very own penis, because clearly, you still need one to shut you mouth. I mean you clearly have one up your ass already, maybe another one in your mouth will do."
Everyone laughed as Mona stared at me, she was bewildered. I just smirked at her.
Lucas who seemed to have held his breath smiled at me. I nodded at him as I ate my Granny Smith's Apple with a crunch of victory. I looked toward Aria's direction and she smiled at me.
Score!
I was getting ready to leave school when I was approached by Aria. I smiled and greeted her. Maybe she changed her mind about me.
"Thanks for standing up for Lucas," she smiled. "I mean, he was badly hurt by Mona's name calling. So it's really nice of you to put Mona in her place."
"Ah, it was nothing." I said. I decided to change the subject. "Is your car still in the shop?"
She nodded.
"Can I give you a lift?" I asked; hoping that she would say yes.
"Thanks but I have to tutor some freshmen for their Trigonometry midterms, maybe next time, though." She smiled.
I found myself getting curious. "Freshman? Are they boys?" I asked hoping that I didn't sound too worried.
Aria smiled again—God I love her smile. "No. Mostly girls. Why?"
"Well, that's good because I don't want those little boys to drool over you." I said, trying and failing to keep a straight face.
She giggled. "Noel, I'm not your girlfriend so you don't have to be over protective."
I took a step towards her and took her hand in mine. "Aria, please, just give me chance to prove to you that I do deserve you, please." I asked looking deeply in her eyes.
Aria pulled away. "Noel, I've got to go, my mom needs at the art gallery," she walked off and looked back at me. "I'll see you tomorrow."
I just nodded. But I couldn't help getting hurt by what she did. I walked back to my locker and as I opened it a note fell out and opened it, reading and rereading carefully what was in the letter, was it really her? Is she really back?
Aw, poor Noel Kahn. Did Aria drop your ass already?
Maybe you should tell her your dirty little secret?
Because if you don't I will…
Besos,
-A
I crumpled the piece of paper. Who is A? And what does he or she want from me? What secret of mine does she know? I can't tell Aria...she'll hate me forever, and I won't be able to live with that. Aria hating me will feel like everyone hating me...no I won't tell her, I promised her mother not to.
I should just let this be, this A person might be playing games, but I can play even better.
To Be Continued...
