Thank you soo much for all of the kind reviews. I am excited about writing this story. I plan to update at least 2 updates per week. On Tuesdays and Thursday... I write on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Sundays. Saturdays is going to be my day off. This story is my main priority right now at this moment. I am rewatching the season 3 episodes and season 4 episodes trying to find more hints proving that Cece is A. Did you guys like the first chapter to this story? I shouldn't be writing since I have math homework and science homework.

Well in this chapter there isn't going to be any Alison ;(. Sorry well there maybe a small scene with Alison and Emily. What exactly do you think I should put in this story? I have a very good idea where this story is going to go, but I haven't completely decided every single chapter of this story... Yet?

I don't owe Pretty Little Liars or any of the characters... I wish I did, but sadly I don't ;( Without further ado here is the next chapter with lots and lots of drama and... a little romance. This chapter is going to have a Haleb wedding!

Chapter 2: Salutations...

The beautiful Vivian Darkbloom had been in the brunette's mind since last night. She couldn't get those gorgeous ocean blue eyes and those dark brown luscious curls. She still wanted those long tan legs wrapped around her waist. Ever since that small conversation last night with that brunette stripper the way she talked was now stuck in her mind like a piece of hair stuck on a glue stick. She wished she could have seen the real hair under that wig, which was probably just as gorgeous as the woman's body. She saw a small piece of blonde hair sticking out from under the wig last night and couldn't help but think what could possibly be under the rest of the wig.

The dark haired brunette had been having possible thoughts about going back to the club to look for the brown haired beauty. She wanted something to link her to this woman; a real name or possibly her real hair color. There was a couple of hints dropped that Alison was possibly a blonde. Her blue eyes for one, was a possible sign showing that she was most likely a blonde. The only thing at this point Emily could question was. Who is Vivian Darkbloom really?

Tomorrow was Hanna and Caleb's wedding and Emily was in a way freaking out. She had to see her old lover again. Apparently by mistake, Maya was invited to the wedding. The swimmer had been trying to find someone to go with, she figured that she would most likely tag along with Toby and Spencer like she did sometimes. Soon her phone started vibrating next to her with the name 'Hanna' sketched on the screen. Sliding the green phone symbol, the call began. "Hey Han."

"Oh Em, I was just checking on you. We haven't talked since yesterday when I was pushing you to go to that stupid club with the boys. Which I want to apologize for." Hanna apologized as she went on a rant.

Emily knew for a fact that Hanna wasn't the apologizing type of friend. When Hanna does something for somebody she doesn't usual say the word 'sorry' after she realizes that thing she did was wrong. The only realize why the blonde was telling her sorry now because she was trying to make sure her day was perfect. Emily was gladly going to help her best friend make sure no drama was included on her day.

"Its okay Han, I had a good time with the guys. They were pretty funny cracking jokes every couple of minutes." Emily lies. The brunette knew that lie had been on the tip of her tongue. She had been trying to come up with lie ever since she got back. She couldn't tell her best friends right yet that she was crushing on a stripper. Emily can already imagine how that conversation was going to go.

Hanna was on the other thing with a lot of questions running through her mind. Emily going to the stripper club to have fun wasn't the only reason why she wanted her there. The dark haired girl was suppose to make sure that her boyfriend didn't do anything stupid at the party. She didn't want to hear from Toby or Ezra, that Caleb had ran off with some other blonde bimbo that he had found at the club. She didn't know how she would be able to take that news. She knew that if Caleb ever cheated on her, she could count on Emily telling her the truth. She knew that getting information from Toby or Ezra was going to be a dumb move, considering they are best friends with Caleb. Hanna finally answers her.

"Yeah... that's good. Caleb didn't you know?"

"No of course not, Caleb is just like Toby. He is as loyal as a Labrador. He wouldn't even think about doing something like that with another woman." the brunette reassures her blonde best friend. Hanna cracks up, remembering that she had told Emily the same thing when Emily had asked if Toby would ever cheat on Spencer. The swimmer joins in with the small chuckle. "I probably shouldn't quote you because if Spencer found out she would hit me."

Hanna makes a pout face on the other side of the line, before glancing to her side to see the love of her life standing in the kitchen with a giant gleam plastered on his oval shaped face. The heart shaped blonde accidentally pushed the decline button before running up to her man and planting a giant kiss on his lips.

Meanwhile, Emily was staring down at her phone that turned completely black. A confused look crossed the brunette's face, scrunching up her nose. Why did Hanna hang up the phone? Did she say the wrong thing? The brunette pushed her hair out of the way of her face before setting the phone upside down on the counter. Opening up the fridge, she felt a small rumble go through her stomach making her lick her lips as she looked in the fridge. An empty carton of milk and almost empty box of grapes. Sadness rushed through her body as she saw no food.

Shopping Time. She pulled out a pad of paper with lines across it. She started writing writing a couple of things down on the list...

Milk

Eggs

Tomatoes

Sugar

She was grabbing more of the essential things on the list. The things she knew she was going to use in the next couple of days. She fished out her car keys from the small glass boat shaped key holder and her black ruffled purse that was hanging on the back of the closet door.

Pushing the carts up and down the isle reaching aisle #3 grabbing the milk from the refrigerator section. The aisles went into the perfect order, Emily had been in this grocery store so many times that she now knows where everything in the store was. Aisle #8 was probably the most popular aisle considering it was containing cookies, candies, sodas, and more sweets. So far in her cart, she had eggs, milk, and tomatoes.

Milk

Eggs

Tomatoes

Sugar

All she had left on her list was sugar, which was down aisle #6. That aisle had the taller shelves for some reason. For parents, that was the second most important aisle, it has the most food on that aisle. Reaching that aisle, she saw a blonde on her tippy toes trying to grab a box of cereal on the very top shelf. Her face was as bright as a tomato, full of frustration. Emily smiles to herself and pushes her cart up next to the young woman that was in her early twenties.

The blonde girl turns around with her ocean blue eyes looking at the dark eyed brunette. "Could you help me, please?" the blonde questions with a giant smile plastered on her face as she reaches into her purse to pull out a pack of mint gum.

"Of course." Emily smiles back before reaching up and plucking the cereal box between her fingers. She peers down at the blonde trying to figure out where she had seen this blonde before. Maybe school? It felt like she knew her before that though maybe even as toddlers. "Do I know you?" the brunette finally inquires making the blonde's eyes flicker up at the coffee bean colored ones.

"No I don't think so..?" the unknown girls answers with a tiny smile. "Actually wait a minute.. Are you Emily Fields?"

The coffee bean colored eyes narrow with confusion. She was racing through her mind trying to figure out where she could have possibly met this girl. Her ocean blue eyes reminded her of someone. The blonde pulls a piece of the gum out of the package and hands it to the brunette. Tingles went through her body from her feet to the tip of her head. It was like a sudden happiness came to her heart.

"Yeah I'm Emily Fields. Why do I know you from somewhere..? I'm sorry, but I don't remember you." the swimmer apologizes. She could barely speech. She was lucky that she was even able to get those couple of words out. This blonde woman for some reason took her breath away just like the woman from last night. She wasn't sure if it was because she was missing Maya or that she has a thing for blue ocean eyes.

"The name is Alison Dilaurentis. We were lab partners once... well before the Cavanugh boy." the curly haired girl responds with a small chuckle after bringing up the boy who was convicted for some girls murder back in highschool. Her name had been Charlotte Drake. "I was also the one who was cousins with Charlotte. The one who got mur-"

"Yeah I know who your talking about." Emily replys quickly not wanting this girl to go into tears. She didn't think she would be able to handle it if she started watching her salty clear tears go down her porcelain heart shaped face and perfect chin. "Well it was really nice to see you again, Alison." Emily reaches down to grab the smallest package of small grained sugar. She sets it inside of her cart before glancing up and locking eyes with the blonde. "But I really have to go."

Emily smiles before walking away from the familiar blonde. She knew the blonde from somewhere and it wasn't from being lab partners and the brunette had a feeling. She reaches the check out aisle and pays for things and peers to her side to see, Maya in the one next to her smiling widely. While talking with the guy. She remembered when Maya had told Emily that she was a big flirt, Emily didn't believe her then, but now she comprehended what she talking about.

However, the brunette didn't get to lucky when the darker shaded woman peered her way and locking eyes with her. Emily glances away from the woman she once loved and pays with cash before walking toward the glance doors that says the words 'push' across it. Emily couldn't help, but smile wider and nobody was going to bring her down. Not even Maya St. Germain. The only person currently on her mind was Alison Dilaurentis. She may not be the stripper she had eyes for in the club, but maybe that is good considering Alison wasn't a stripper.

I'm sorry for not putting the wedding in when I said I would... I will be adding that in at the beginning of the next chapter. Your probably asking if Alison and Vivian are the same person..? Well they might be or I could make them different people... only I know sorry ;(. I hope you guys like this junk anyways :D. Goodevening or Night! Loving all of my fans!