"Aria, God, I haven't seen you all day! You just had to go and ditch school on me," Hanna laughed, pulling the girl into a hug when she walked in. Emily did the same, then Spencer. Aria noticed with a slight panic that Spencer's eyes glinted with suspicion and her hug was a little tighter than normal. She couldn't know; she wouldn't. A wouldn't want her precious game to last only a day; Aria didn't even want to think about the consequences.

Aria forced a laugh when she hugged them. "Why all the hugging guys? Gosh I was only gone from school for one day." Emily and Hanna looked at each other grinning and both shrugged simultaneously. It was as though their brains were one, Aria noted with a real chuckle this time accompanied with an easy smile.

"You weren't with us last night either. It just seemed like hugging was a necessary thing to do," Hanna answered, and Emily nodded. Aria's eyes flicked to Spencer's face, and she quickly looked away, unnerved. Spencer was glaring at her, clearly not buying what she'd said earlier that day. How could Hanna and Emily not notice Spencer's obvious behavior?

The four girls headed over to the couch and sat down, discussing what they should do that night. Emily suggested The Notebook, which they'd all seen a million times, and the other three said a dead 'no' in a monotone at the same time. Emily shrugged. Spencer went off and ordered a pizza while the rest discussed a movie. Finally, Hanna suggested The Hunger Games, something they could all agree on.

"So," Spencer said, her eyes burning into Aria's. "We haven't had much action from A lately. I wonder why." Aria stared just as intensely at Spencer. Two could play at this game.

"Yeah," Aria shot back. "I sure hope whoever it is isn't planning anything too big. Silence could be a bad thing. But for now, we should all just enjoy that A's off our backs!" Hanna nodded in agreement and went on to say how glad she was for the relief.

Soon the pizza got there, and they all changed into comfortable clothes and settled down to watch the movie they'd picked. Aria began watching, but was put off, constantly biting her nails or running her hands through her hair or doing anything other than pay attention to what was on the screen in front of her.

About halfway through the movie, Spencer noticed her strange behavior and placed a hand on Aria's shoulder. Aria looked at her, feigning a confused look, and Spencer hissed under her breath, "I need to talk to you, upstairs, now." Aria nodded and the two of them went upstairs.

Spencer held Aria in place and glared into her eyes. "You are going to tell me where you were, and you are going to tell me now. I want to know exactly what happened." Aria did everything she could to avoid Spencer's harsh gaze, looking at the ceiling, at the walls, at her feet. Finally, she met Spencer's gaze.

"Spence, I can't. I really can't; can't you please just accept that?" But Spencer certainly wasn't just accepting that. She was not accepting it one bit. She tightened her grip on Aria's arms. Aria winced at the feeling of Spencer's hands squeezing her arms and her nails digging into her skin. "Please, that hurts. I can't tell you!"

Spencer loosened her grip only slightly and then her eyes grew wide. "You weren't at a party, were you? With who?! What happened? Tell me!" Aria muttered a soft 'damn,' attempting to whip up a quick and believable excuse, not like the terrible one that she'd used before. Then, it clicked.

"Alright, fine, Spencer. I got really, really drunk. I was too drunk to remember anything, okay? Sorry to burst your bubble, but I can't remember what happened enough to tell you." Aria stared at her, pleading that she'd accept that. Of course, though, she didn't. She just laughed.

"Your nose crinkles a little when you tell lies, Aria. I wouldn't be able to tell if I hadn't known you forever; you are a good liar. I want the truth." Sighing, Aria went around. She closed and locked the doors, including any closets, closed the window blinds and locked the windows, shut out the lights, and returned to Spencer.

Spencer looked confused, but then Aria said in a low voice, "Fine. I did get really drunk, that's true. I… Spencer, I pushed someone down a flight of stairs. A lamp fell on her head; she's dead. I killed her Spencer. I killed her. It's completely my fault. I'm a murderer! Spence I'm a murderer!" Tears were running down her cheeks quickly, and sobs attacked her.

Spencer pulled her into a tight hug. "Oh Aria, I had no idea. I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault, alright? You didn't do anything. It sounds to me like it was an accident. Now come on, wipe those tears off that pretty face of yours and let's go back down before Hanna and Emily wonder where we are." Aria nodded and let the taller girl lead her down the steps and back to the couch.

When the two sat down, Spencer put her arm around Aria's shoulders and Aria hid her face in Spencer's neck, falling asleep like that. Hanna leaned over and looked at the two of them, grinning at them. She raised her eyebrows at Spencer and said with a giggle, "So first you two disappear upstairs, and now you're cuddling like an elderly couple?"

Now interested, Emily looked over too and laughed. "What happened up there?" Spencer shot them a look and said, "Come on it's not what you guys think. I needed to ask Aria if she still had something she borrowed from me and I didn't want to start a conversation down here in the middle of the movie."

Hanna just smirked and nodded, and the two girls went back to watching the end of the movie, though now they talked in hushed tones, giggling and joking about Aria and Spencer being romantic. By the time the movie ended, Aria wasn't the only one asleep. Hanna had fallen asleep on Emily, and Emily and Spencer were drifting off as well.

Finally, they were all asleep. If only one of them had stayed awake.

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"Spencer, Emily, wake up!" Hanna said, sobbing and shaking the two girls' shoulders urgently. They sat up groggily from their places on the couch, rubbing their eyes and looking in confusion at the blonde girl who was now in hysterics before them.

Emily rubbed her eyes and yawned, mumbling, "What's wrong Hanna? Why'd you wake us?" She stretched, and then looked confused, then shocked. "Where's Aria?" She bolted up. Spencer stood up too, looking at them intently; more specifically, looking at Hanna.

"That's just it," Hanna sobbed, falling into the open arms of Emily and crying into the hug. "Aria's gone. Just like Alison. She was here when we fell asleep, and now she's gone. I looked for her, but I can't find her anywhere. How could this happen?" Emily rubbed her back, tears slipping down her cheeks as she struggled to hold it together, thinking of their little Aria in the same situation Alison was.

Spencer did nothing. She stood stalk still, staring at the ground, her eyes wide in horror, her mouth hanging open, her face pale. A soft whimper escaped her slightly opened mouth. Her hands slid up to her head, and she curled up on the ground, allowing an agonized wail to be yanked from her. There was no action from A. Now Aria was gone.

"WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE HER?" Spencer shrieked. "WHY WASN'T IT ME? WHY IS IT ARIA?" Seeing their friend in a full-on panic attack, Emily and Hanna knelt down to comfort her. Hanna, who had been in hysterics before, now had a hardened look on her face as opposed to a broken one that Emily and Spencer now shared.

"She's not dead yet," Hanna said stonily. "She's gone, but she's not dead. We're going to find out who A is, and we're going to save Aria. This isn't going to be Alison all over again. We can't let this happen to Aria." Spencer nodded, narrowing her eyes. Emily and Hanna backed away from the terrifying look of sheer anger that filled her eyes.

"This damn A will pay. Whoever A is will not get away with this."

Here's chapter 2 everyone! I'm going to try to do a chapter a day, or every few days, if you guys like it that is :P

I wrote this when I was high on coffee. If they seem out-of-character I apologize. By the way, I do not own PLL, The Hunger Games, or The Notebook. The only thing I own is the plot.

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