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Not Everyone's Like Alison, You Know!

"Wait a second Em, Cece Drake said what?!" Hanna said as she was taking in Emily's words.

"Yeah she totally said that Jason was old news, and she seemed very okay with it! Hanna call me crazy but I think she was almost flirting," Emily replied, tossing and turning on her bed not knowing which position was more comfortable as she was talking to her best friend Hanna Marin.

"Well hey, we all have crushes, maybe she was just talking about some other Rosewood guy or something, I mean come on Em, what are the odds?"

"That's exactly what I was going to ask you Hanna, who else has been hurt like me in Rosewood?" Emily barked.

"Em, that's not what I meant."

"Ugh sorry Han, you're right I'm just being paranoid, she's probably talking about some Rosewood High football jock that gets all the girls or something."

"Hey, well if I recall you're a jock." Hanna said, giggling over the phone.

"Whatever you say Hanna, whatever you say. Anyway what's the update with Caleb, how's he doing?" Emily asked, trying to change the subject and remembering that Maya used to love to call her that for fun. "I've never had a jock friend before, I guess that makes you my first." Maya's words came through her mind that day she was showing her around Rosewood before swim practice. Well then, that makes you my first in many more ways than one Maya St. Germaine. Emily remembered she had thought that after Maya had told her that, but she was way too shy to say that of course.

"Emily, hello, earth to Em, are you even listening?" Hanna asked over the phone.

"Oh sorry Hannah, I was thinking about something else.'

"Something, or SOMEONE," Hanna accused joyfully. "Anyway, Caleb is going to be okay, I can't believe it, the doctor says if the gunshot would've been a few more inches upwards he would be in a coma right now."

"Wow, that's good Han. So this is probably a ridiculous question but you're going to take him to the Halloween dance the coming week, right?'

"Of course Em, who else would I take, so enough about me, we already know Aria is only going to drop by for a while until Fitz sends a text and she'll practically go flying out the door, and obviously Spencer is going to take Toby, so that only leaves you Emily, have you asked Paige yet?"

"Um no, not yet, I'm giving her some time to settle after that traumatizing experience at the lake house."

"Em, it's been two weeks, and considering we all know Paige, she probably misses you to death."

"Yeah all of you knew her so well you practically thought she was capable of being A," Emily retaliated. Ouch, that one hurt. Even Hanna who would usually have a comeback to these sort of claims went silent. "Hanna wait I didn't-"

"It's okay Em, if someone accused Caleb of being 'A" I'd probably be upset too. Hey look I got to go, but I'll call you later okay." Hanna said in a soundless voice before she hung up. Okay it was official; this was not one of Emily's days. Although there was one thing that would always make her forget stressful situations like these, exercising. Maybe a quick job around Rosewood Main will make me forget Cece, plus how do I even know she was flirting, it's probably just my imagination running wild on me again. Pumping her arms and legs around Rosewood Main Street while jamming out to 'Freaks' by The Hawk in Paris really was doing the trick. She had completely forgot about that morning and was now focused on working out so hard that she wouldn't be able to move tomorrow morning. She was so focused on working out she had forgotten to slow down as she was approaching the corner, and of course, crashed into someone with a few bags and hand.

'Hey, watch where you're going next time!" Emily growled as she fell but first onto the concrete."

"Um, Americana, I think that was supposed to be my line." Cece corrected, actually amused at the fact that some of her boutique clothes were scattered all over the concrete slab.

"Oh my God Cece, I'm so sorry I didn't realize it was you." Emily said, face flushed.

"Don't sweat it Emily." Cece said as she saw the poor girl scrambling on the floor trying pick up every last boutique bag. Alison was wrong about her, she's not completely clueless, and she's actually kind of cute. Cece thought to herself.

"Sorry, completely my fault." Emily said, finally putting all the clothes back in there bags and handing them over to Cece.

"Hey, relax Em; it's not the end of the world." Cece Drake said as she flashed her cute smile that Emily loved. God I love that smile, WAIT, I love it? Of course I love it. Not even Paige has a cute smile like this. But wait what am I saying, God Emily, just RELAX! Emily thought as she smiled back, giggling.

"So, yeah I was jogging around the neighborhood and well, yeah." Emily said, tensed a bit.

"I can see that, anyway I got to go drop these off at the Church, why waste perfectly good clothes, right?"

"Whoa, wait a minute Cece Drake, you're being charitable?"

"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be?"

"Well it's just…it's just that Alison's motto was usually 'wear it today, throw it away,' you know, and I just thought-"

"You thought that I would probably be mostly like Alison, is that what you're saying?" Cece asked.

"Well no, it's just that-"

"C'mon Emily, no ones that cruel, sure Ali and I were all buddy buddy at Summer camp but that doesn't mean I didn't want to knock her teeth out at times." Cece interrupted.

"I'm sorry." Emily said, completely humiliated. What the hell is wrong with me, I know Cece isn't like Alison, sure she may really look her, but she's, she's different. She's actually giving away clothes to the needy, something Alison would never do.

"It's okay." Cece said. I wish this girl would realize I am nothing like that bitch. I would never hurt someone for my own personal pleasure, or at least, not like she did to Emily and I.

"Hey let me make it up to you, you like you can use a hand with those bags, let me help you take them down to the Church, it's the least I can do." Emily said, hoping the girl didn't hate her enough to reject her offer.

"You don't really have-"

"But I want to, please." Emily interrupted. It sounded more like a cute little demand then a question.

"Well then, a hand with these heavy bags, from you, how can I refuse?' Cece said, blushing. Too bad Emily was too focused on the bags to notice it.

"Well then, shouldn't we be on our way?"

"Right, let's go Americana. Cece said with a grin. Yet this one was different, it wasn't an 'I got you where I want you' grin, it was more of a 'God, I wish I knew more about you,' grin. Emily smiled and the two made their way down the street. Wow, she sure is different than Ali, usually if someone made Ali mad she would usually cut them off until they were literally on their knees begging for her forgiveness, but she, she's great. Emily thought as they made their way down to the Church. Poor innocent Emily, if only she knew her current girlfriend Paige was at the Church that very moment, and all the drama that was about to go down as soon as her and Cece got there.