Massie Block paced nervously around the Westchester Hospital's waiting room. She still had trouble processing what happened. Things like this didn't happen to girls like her. They happened to stupid bimbos in horror movies and Massie was definitely not a stupid bimbo and her life was nota horror movie. She sighed and sat down on a chair, holding back tears.
This was supposed to be her year, her big comeback. She wanted to show up back at Octavian County day and show everyone that Massie Block was back and better than ever. But now a homicidal maniac was after her and her friends, Claire was in the hospital; probably about to die any minute, and even worse Massie and her friends couldn't tell anyone about the psycho after them because if they did, the maniac would kill them. All Massie wanted was to return to Westchester with a bang, now all she wanted was to go back in time and never come back to Westchester.
Jay and Judy Lions and William and Kendra Block rushed into the waiting room. Jay and Judy were Claire's parents and William and Kendra Massie's. "Where is she?" Judy yelled in panic. "WHERE IS MY BABY?!"
Kendra placed a well polished hand on Judy's shoulder. "Judy, remain calm," she whispered. "Panic is not going to help the girls right now." Judy looked over at Massie, Dylan, Alicia, and Kristen who were all sitting together.
"WHO WAS DRIVING?" Judy roared, ignoring Kendra. "WHO WAS DRIVING THE CAR?"
Massie looked sheepishly down at her shoes. "Isaac."
"WHERE IS HE?"
"He's dead," Kristen mumbled.
Kendra put her hand to her mouth. She fell into tears, sobbing into her husband's chest. Judy's eyes popped open. "I need to see Claire." She ran over to the receptionist, "I need to see Claire Lyons, now."
The receptionist picked up a phone and spoke to a doctor. "Very well. Three people at a time though. We don't want to overwhelm the girl, in case she wakes up."
"She's unconscious?" Judy's voice quivered as she spoke.
"I think you need to speak with the doctor."
Judy called over for Jay. "Massie," Judy said. "Come with us."
The three of them walked up to Claire's room. The doctor was waiting outside the door to Claire's room. "Mr. and Mrs. Lions," the doctor held out his hand. "I'm Doctor Morganwell." Judy and Jay shook his hands. "Is this her sister?" The doctor looked at Massie.
"I'm her best friend," Massie responded.
The doctor sighed. "I hate to be the one to tell you this, but there's a good chance Claire might not make it."
Judy gasped.
"She has some serious head trauma and brain damage. She also has broken ribs and a broken leg. If she's lucky enough to wake up, she may be in a vegetative state. She'll basically be un functional."
Judy collapsed on the ground, screaming hysterically. "Why?" she kept repeating. "Why my baby?"
"Is there anything you can do?" Jay demanded.
"We're doing everything possible, Mr. Lions."
Massie saw tears coming down jay's cheeks as he helped his wife stand up. "Can I see her?" She asked.
"I don't know…"
"Whatevs," Massie pushed past him and entered Claire's room. She was wrapped in bandages from head to toe and was hooked up to different IV fluids. That beeping line thing kept going up and down. Massie was scared any second it would turn into a straight line and let out a long beep. "Claire?"
"She can't hear you," the Doctor Morganwell said.
Massie couldn't take it. She pushed past the doctor and ran back to her friends in the waiting room, her vision blurred by tears. She filled her friends in on what happened. All that they could do from now was hope.
ONE WEEK LATER
Massie, Alicia, Kristen, and Dylan sat in Massie bedroom. "Has anyone else heard anything from this freak stalking us?" Massie asked.
"I haven't," Alicia shook her head. Dylan and Kristen basically said the same thing.
"I'm scared," Massie admitted. "Kuh-laire might never be the same again and we might all die."
"Don't talk like that, Mass," Kristen said.
"We have to fight back," Dylan said. "We can't let this person get away with all of this."
"Well," Massie sniffed. "What do we know about this person?"
"That they hate us because we treated them miserably," Alicia said.
"So they probably go to OCD," Kristen said.
"Or Briarwood. Or Abner Double Day," Dylan spoke up.
"Or one of Claire's kooky ex-friends from Florida," Massie added.
"Guys," Kristen said. "It could be anyone. This really isn't getting us far."
"We could get help from them," Alicia said, flipping through an ancient People magazine.
"Who?" Kristen asked.
"The Pretty Little Liars."
"You mean the girls who received threatening messages from that A person?" Massie asked.
Dylan tossed back her hair. "Their best friend also died and had an evil twin who killed her and tried to kill them."
"If anyone knows how to take down a mysterious psycho, it'd be them," Massie said.
"Point!" Alicia put the pointer finger in the air. "It says here they live in Rosewood, Pennsylvania."
"Girls," Massie said. "I think we're going to pay them a visit."
Then, a brick came flying in through Massie's window. The girls screamed as it barely missed them. "What the hell?" Massie yelled.
"It has a note on it!" Dylan shouted.
Alicia picked up the note and read it: "Silly little bitches. Haven't you learned anything by now? I see and hear everything. You can run, but you can't hide. Remember to keep me a secret, unless you want to end up like Claire. But then again, Claire knew a little too much. Don't play Nancy Drew ladies, because there won't be a happy ending."
"I'm scared," Kristen whimpered.
"Girls," Massie said, trying to remain calm. "Pack your bags. We're going to Rosewood, Pennsylvania."