Alison POV:
Walking into school, I keep my head high as I stare straight ahead. Not taking my eyes off of the wall all the way at the end of the hallway. Not wanting to make contact with eyes that I know are burning holes through my skin. Previously being the most prestigious person at school, this would have delighted me to the core. But now, the eyes that used to stare at me in the hallways with awe and envy, are now filled with anger and rage. Prestigious? Not anymore. Infamous? Yes. People still throwing around the idea of me killing Mona and getting away with it. I may have been malicious, conniving and manipulative. But after being away for two years, ending up in places you'd never want to imagine and with people you don't ever want to come across in your life, it honestly changes a person. If only they knew.
Walking up to my locker I put in my code until I hear a clicking sound. Opening it, I try to ignore the feeling of eyes continuously burning inexistent holes in my face. "Murderer" I hear someone say in a low, harsh tone. I bite my tongue, and close my eyes. Refraining from lashing back with my famous DiLaurentis smirk and snide comment. I'm better than this. I am not the same. I am better. I say over and over in my head until I'm relaxed. Opening my eyes again. I close my locker and head to class, walking by the body that called me that name just a few minutes before, giving him a lethal glare. I pray and hope the day will miraculously shed a few hours off, to make time go by quicker.
Emily POV:
Putting my books away in my locker I shift weight from one foot to the other, trying to keep them all from falling out of my arms. "Hanna!" I shout at the blonde next to me filing away at her nails. She jumps at the sudden shout of her name. "What the hell, Em. I'm probably gonna need surgery to get my eardrum fixed now, thanks." She says as she sticks her finger in her ear, wiggling it around dramatically. "You're just standing there while I have a shit load of books getting ready to fall out of my arms." I say as I shove Hanna two of the five books I've been trying to put away. "Well you didn't have to scream." Hanna says rolling her eyes as we put the books away.
Closing my locker we turn to walk towards our first class of the day. Hanna linking her arm with mine. Until I see her walking through the school doors. It's been several weeks since we've all talked to her. And I hate to admit it but it's been killing me to stay away from her. Every day is a constant battle with my emotions. Some days better than others. But ever since Paige left for California, it's only gotten worse. My distraction is gone and all I have left is my raw, undeniable feelings for Alison. Suddenly snapping out of my trance, Hanna standing directly in front of me. "Hellooo earth to Emily! Drooling over Alison much? I thought you were over that?" Hanna asks confused as she pulls my arm towards our class. I look around for Ali one more time. My eyes land on her standing at her locker. Her eyes are closed. She's trying to calm herself. I know Alison better than anyone.
Looking back at Hanna I wipe the concerned look off my face. "Uh yeah? Yeah, of course I am. I just...she just reminded me of how much I miss Paige." I cringe at the word vomit I had just produced. Another day, another lie. Hanna looks at me with concern and moves her hand to the small of my back. "It's okay, Em. Paige is safer in California. Hell, I wish we all could leave to California. That bitch Ali-" I cut her off before she could continue "Why don't we just head to class. We haven't even gotten through the first period and I'm already done with today."