What does everyone think of the story so far? Should I keep going with it? Thoughts/idea are greatly appreciated!

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"Oh my God," Alison said in frustration, arriving at the lunch table to join Hanna, Aria, Spencer, and Emily.

"What's wrong Ali?" Emily asked.

"Some bitch in my Algebra class stole my seat, that's what's wrong," Alison answered.

Seating arrangements may seem trivial, but not to Ali. She liked to sit in the very center of the classroom, so the attention was always on her.

"And she had the nerve to flirt with Danny Sedano right in front of me," Alison fumed.

"But you're not into him," Spencer reminded her.

"So not the point Spencer," Alison said, shaking her head. "He's into me. Or he was until she moved in on him."

"Who is she?" Hanna asked, hoping and praying it wasn't who she was thinking.

"Hell if I know her name," Alison answered. Then she frowned, looking across the lunch room. "There she is." The girls all turned to follow Alison's gaze. Hanna spotted Quinn and cringed.

Just then, Quinn caught sight of Hanna and waved.

"Why is she waving at us?" Alison spat. "Oh God, now she's coming over here."

"Uhh Ali, I have something to tell you," Hanna said nervously.

"Not now Hanna," Alison said brushing her off.

"But that girl, she's…" Hanna trailed off.

"Spit it out Hanna," Alison said impatiently.

"Hi guys," Quinn said as she reached the table.

"Ali, this is my friend from camp," Hanna said quietly. "Quinn."

"You must be the famous Alison," Quinn said with a smile. "Hanna's told me a lot about you."

"Really?" Alison answered. "That's funny because I've heard absolutely nothing about you." She beamed at Quinn with a satisfied smile.

Quinn laughed nervously.

"Would you like to sit with us?" Alison offered, too politely. That was how Ali played it. Pull them in with fake kindness and smiles, only so she can destroy them. Ali knew a threat when she saw one.

"No, that's okay," Quinn answered. "I have a seat." She nodded toward the table in the center of the cafeteria filled with cheerleaders and jocks.

"Too bad," Alison said with a smug smile.

"Catch you later, Hanna," Quinn said, smiling at Hanna before turning to leave.

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"What's with your friend Alison?" Quinn asked. She and Hanna were at the mall after school shopping for cute workout clothes. That was the only way Quinn could get Hanna to agree to working out with her.

"What do you mean?" Hanna asked, playing dumb.

"It just doesn't seem like she likes me very much," Quinn said frowning.

Hanna shook her head. "She just doesn't know you, that's all," she assured her friend. "Once you get to know her, she's great. She can make you feel…really special." The look on Hanna's face told Quinn to give Alison a chance.

"Well, I can't wait to get to know her then," Quinn said with a smile. "Oh my God, this top would look so good on you," Quinn gasped, pulling a light blue workout tank off a rack.

"Quinn, nothing looks good on me," Hanna corrected her.

"Hanna stop," Quinn said seriously. "You are a pretty girl. Don't you see that?"

"All I see when I look in the mirror is too much me," Hanna said quietly.

"But you have so much to work with," Quinn said giving her a once over. "I on the other hand had to lose weight, dye my hair, and get a nose job. You my dear, are already beautiful."

Hanna smiled and blushed as her friend gawked over her.

"I think you look great," Quinn said. "But if you want to start being more healthy, I'm all for it, and I'll do whatever I can to help."

"Thanks Quinn," Hanna said appreciatively.

"Of course Hanna Banana, what are friends for? Now, try this on." She handed Hanna the workout tank.

Hanna nodded. "After this, let's go to H&M. I could use a new outfit for school," she said with newfound confidence.

"Hmm, who are we trying to impress?" Quinn said playfully.

"No one," Hanna lied.

"Not buying that, Hanna Marin. Out with it."

"Just some guy, okay," Hanna said blushing.

"Oooh, what's he like?" Quinn asked, intrigued.

"So hot," Hanna said with a sheepish grin.

"Well then we'd better get to work," Quinn chuckled. "That reminds me, I met a guy too. Super cute, super nice."

"Danny Sedano?" Hanna asked before she could stop herself.

"Who?" Quinn frowned. "Oh, the kid from my Algebra class? He's nice, but I'm not really into him like that. This other guy has some real potential."

"Who is he? Hanna asked.

"His name is Sean," Quinn said dreamily.

Hanna felt her heart skip a beat. "Sean Ackard?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I think that's his last name. You know him?"

"I, uh…no, not really," Hanna fumbled.

"God, he's so cute isn't he?" Quinn said excitedly.

"Super cute," Hanna agreed, all her confidence deflated.