In Rosewood everything was perfect. From the too-green grass that grew throughout the wealthy neighborhoods, to the town features such as the upper-class mall that housed stores such as Kate Spade, Tiffany's, and Chanel, and even down to Rosewood's high school that seemed to enlist some of the most beautiful teenagers in the country, maybe even the world.
With every perfect town comes a perfect set of teenage girls that runs the town and in Rosewood there were five who played the roles, of course, perfectly.
Everyone saw the girls as the prettiest five girls in the entire town, and honestly, they probably were. Though they were a clique, dabbing themselves the Fabulous Five, they all had every different personalities that somehow seemed to just click.
Aria Montgomery was the groups shortest member, and by far the most different. Aria was into the arts and English. Anything that Aria could read, paint, or draw, she was checked in. The short brunette of the group also had a very unique wardrobe. She wore whatever she wanted to and somehow she managed to pull off every single crazy, tacky outfit that fit her small frame.
She was also in love with the idea of falling in love and fairytale and happy ever afters. She was a dreamer who romanticized everything. Aria had one of the sweetest personalties of the group, probably second after Emily Fields.
Emily was the sweetest person anyone would ever meet. She was only mean if she had to be, and if you were attacking the people she cared about, she could definitely show you her dark side. Emily was super athletic with a slim, tone, swimmers body that most girls wished they had. Emily was a nationally ranked swimmer of her class, winning the State championship her freshman and sophomore year. So far, she was undefeated and was a big deal in the swim world.
For some reason, Emily was the most shy, which was weird to some people because Emily was completely stunning. No one would ever even think about turning her down or being rude to her. It was almost impossible with how beautiful she was in and out and how successful she was on top of that.
Emily may have been shy, but Hanna Marin was not. Hanna was straight forward, blunt, and bold. In middle school and her freshman year of high school, Hanna was chubby, eating all of her problems away after her parents suddenly divorced. But the summer after freshman year and throughout her sophomore year, Hanna worked out with Emily and cleaned up her messy diet and dropped her stress fat.
The blonde was the feistiest out of the five girls, and she was also the funniest. Hanna was the kind of funny that didn't even try to be funny, she just was. And unlike Aria, Hanna's closet was filled with designer brand names of the latest clothes and shoes of the season. If it was last season, that exactly when you would last see it on Hanna's newly toned and small body.
Hanna preferred to keep her head in a Vogue and Teen Vogue fashion magazine, but Spencer Hastings dared not.
Spencer was the genius of the clique, and probably even the genius of Rosewood. The brunette had the smart gene given to her honest. Spencer kept herself busy with full loads of honors and AP classes, college prep classes, volunteering at a animal shelter, Student Government, French club, and Beta club meetings, which she was the president of all three, and playing field hockey for Rosewood High's varsity team.
Spencer always had too much on her plate, but somehow managed to pull out everything. The Hastings family refused anything but greatness, achievement, and perfection, and Spencer was definitely a role-model for all three categories. However, perfection took a completely different turn when it came to the unofficial leader of Aria, Emily, Hanna, and Spencer. Perfection in Rosewood, stood about 5'6 with piercing blue eyes and long blonde hair that never seemed out of place. Perfection was Alison DiLaurentis.
To say Alison ruled Rosewood was an understatement, she practically owned it. If Alison did something, it would only be a matter of hours before other girls started doing it too. Every girl in Rosewood High School wanted to be Alison's friend and every guy wanted to be her boyfriend. Alison was physically flawless, and her high confidence showed that she knew it.
The blonde walked around the town as if she was royalty because no matter where she went, people treated her as if she was. Everyone seemed captivated by Alison, wanting to know as much about her as they could. Hearing Alison's name alone could make almost anyone turn around and instantly become interested. Whatever Alison said goes, and wherever she went, people followed.
Together the five girls made a clique that was the most powerful one that Rosewood had ever seen, and they would continue to rein as mini-celebs over the town for the next two years of their high school life.
It was a warm August afternoon, just a week before their junior year was about to start, and the girls were spending another day in one of Rosewood's many country clubs, laid out by the pool in chairs.
"Check out this super cute tank from The Loft," Hanna commented, titling the open magazine in her hands over to Alison so she could look.
"Mm, it is cute. But not the style I'm going for this year," Alison replied, pushing her black Ray Bans back down on her lightly freckled nose. "Well what look are you going for?" Aria asked, sitting on the opposite side of Hanna.
"I'm thinking more dressy this year," Alison said. Spencer glanced up from her book that she was now re-reading for her English AP class. She wanted to make sure she understood every aspect of the book, so of course in Hastings fashion, she re-read it and added on notes to her previous notes from the first time.
"Dressy as in blazers and button-ups?" Spencer asked.
"No," Alison replied, "dressy as in actual dresses. At least while it's warm anyway." Emily, who was laying on her back, turned to look at Alison through her dark, almost matching Alison's, Ray Bans.
Emily looked down at Alison's tan and tone legs, you can definitely pull it off. Alison leaned over and looked at Emily who was laying beside of her and gave her a small flirtatious smile, "what do you think, Em? Would I look good in dresses this year?"
Emily's eyes ran up Alison's body until they met her blue eyes. Emily was more than thankful that Alison couldn't see her brown eyes practically glued to Alison's legs. "Uh, yeah. You can pull off anything, Ali."
Emily couldn't see Alison's eyes, but Emily just knew that they were probably wide and half-seductive. With Alison looking at Emily that way, Emily couldn't properly function.
The past few weeks, Alison and Emily had been very weird towards each other. Emily could have sworn that Alison had been acting different. Alison had started to be more…friendly than she had been to Emily in the past.
The blonde had always been the nicest to Emily, but recently Alison had been acting super nice and super friendly. Even super touchy. Alison started to call Emily more than she did the other girls and spend more alone time with Emily than anyone else.
Emily just thought it might have been because Spencer as busy with all of her activities, Hanna was spending time with her boyfriend Sean, and Aria was just…well, Aria, and Aria and Alison weren't the two closest of group, even though they were still best friends.
But Emily had also noticed that Alison was starting to get physically more involved with Emily as well. Alison would sometimes sit in Emily's lap, or play in Emily's hair, or even choose Emily to sleep with at sleepovers that the girls had almost every night throughout the summer.
Emily did find it a bit weird, but she certainly was not going to complain about it. Emily loved being close to Alison, physically and mentally.
Emily's thoughts were interrupted when her cell phone buzzed and rang. She reached down beside of the chair and picked it up to see she had a text message from Paige McCullers. Emily's lips curved into a smile, which Hanna noticed.
"Who's that Em? Your little girlfriend Paige?"
Emily scooted her sunglasses up her face and on top of her head to read the message, "maybe." Hanna yelped, "I totally knew it. Look at her, she's blushing!"
Alison leaned back in her chair and rolled her eyes, ew, Pigskin.
Emily typed back, her lips still angled in a smile. "How long have you two been together now?" Aria asked, flipping over from her back to her stomach so her tan would be even.
"Just a month. Not long," Emily replied, setting her phone down.
"I think you two are absolutely adorable," Aria responded.
"I'm just glad you're a hot lesbian and our best friend. Like who else can say they have a hot lesbian best friend?" Hanna commented, closing her magazine.
Alison could have thrown up just listening to her friends discuss Pigskin. Alison and Paige did not have a very good history. Throughout middle school in soccer practice, they would always end up getting in arguments about everything. From who needed to pass the ball and when to even the warm-up music the school played before games.
And it didn't just stop in middle school, the two ladies both played varsity soccer their freshman and sophomore year, and just a few months ago, they physically fought when Alison elbowed Paige a bit too hard and Paige pushed Alison down.
Alison of course retaliated by bringing Paige down with her. But the coach broke it up before either girl could seriously get hurt. There still were battle bruises to show though.
Alison nearly hated Paige, and now she was sure that she did when Paige started dating Alison's favorite friend. Emily was precious to Alison. Alison really cared for Emily for some reason more than any of her other friends, and to see her favorite person with her least favorite person made Alison cringe.
"What do you guys want to do for dinner tonight?" Alison asked, interrupting the still on-going conversation about Paige and Emily.
Spencer shut her book, proudly finishing it, "we can all stay at my house tonight in the barn and have dinner there. It's now officially finished and officially mine!"
Alison smirked, "sweet. We can do whatever we want in there."
"Oo, like have a few mixed drinks," Hanna said with a smirk.
Spencer pushed her long brown hair off of her shoulders, "yeah, as long as we don't make a mess in there. We seriously just finished renovating it last night. And finally Melissa is gone."
Emily laughed, "you shouldn't hate her so bad. She's your sister." Spencer shrugged, "I don't hate her, I just…don't necessarily like her." Alison chuckled, "I know the feeling. Jason drives me crazy sometimes. But he brings around hot friends every once in a while. I guess he is good for something."
"So sleep over tonight in your barn, Spence?" Aria asked.
"Yes. My new own miniature house. It can be like a house warming party. Just without the party or extra people," Spencer replied.
"I'll bring the drinks," Alison smirked, giving Hanna a small high-five.
"I'll make some brownies!" Aria chimed.
"And I have Pizza Hut on speed dial. No matter how much weight I'll ever lose, that is one thing I am not giving up!" Hanna stated.
The girls chuckled and Emily frowned, "I don't think I'll be able to make it, Spence."
Spencer's smile faded and her lips pouted, "Em?! Come on, it's my first night in the barn. Why not?"
Emily rolled over on her back and sat up straight, "I'm supposed to have dinner and a movie with Paige tonight."
Now Alison's smile flatted out, "seriously? You were just with her last night."
Emily brought her eyes to Alison's, "yeah, but tonight is our movie night. She's been wanting to see some Nicholas Sparks movie for weeks now, and I told her that we could." Alison took her sunglasses off so Emily could see her blazing blue eyes, "so you're choosing Paige over us?"
Emily shook her head, "it's not like that. I just—she just—,"
"Em, it's fine," Aria replied, seeing that Emily was getting worked up, "just hang out with us tomorrow." Spencer's frown stayed plastered on her face, "but it's not fine. I wanted all of you guys to be there."
Alison readjusted herself in her chair, "sorry, Spence. I guess Emily's priorities have changed." Alison knew she was being a bit dramatic over the situation, but she didn't care. Emily had never chosen anyone else over them, or over her.
"I'll go," Emily said after a few seconds of silence. Aria gave Emily a sympathetic look, "you don't have to do that. Go have fun with your girlfriend. There will be more nights at Spencer's." Spencer quickly jumped in the conversation, "not more first nights!"
Emily picked her phone up from her bag and started typing, "no, Spence, it's fine. I can go see the movie another night. There won't be another first night in your barn, and you've been waiting for this for months now."
Spencer grinned, "thank you, thank you, thank you! I promise we'll have way more fun than just dinner and a movie." A small smirk started to surface on Alison's pink lips, more fun indeed.