Spencer drove up in front of the building after the hour long drive. She felt tired and dishevled. Waking up early did not agree with her.
Spencer got out and walked in. The building was huge and old fashioned made of cream stone and walls woven with ivy, even on the inside. She didn't know how she was going to find the office, but as she turned she saw the sign clear as day on a frosted glass door.
Spencer fidgited with her red plaid skirt, then went into the office and up to the receptionist, "I need to pick up my schedule," Spencer said quietly, leaning on the counter.
"Name?" The receptionist asked turning to a file cabinet.
"Hastings. Spencer Hastings," Spencer said looking over the receptionists shoulder to try and see the other names on the files.
"Here we are. First day Spencer?" The receptionist asked cheerily.
"Yes," Spencer said looking down at her schedule.
"Would you like me to find you an escort for the day?"
Spencer looked up, "Uh-No, I'm sure I can figure it out."
"Okay, well you're first class," She pointed to Honers English Lit. & Comp. on the top of her page, "Is just down the hall to your left, and if you need anything else today, just ask."
"Okay, Thank you," Spencer nodded and left. She searched the halls for several minutes trying to figue out the ordering of the numbering on the lockers, until finally she found her own. She only had her notebook, a pen, a pencil, and her purse. She really had nothing to put into the locker.
Spencer reacged into her purse and pulled out a picture and a small magnet, and hung the picture of Her Emily, Hanna, Aria, and Allison on the door of her locker.
Aria gathered her things and prepared to leave class.
"Aria could I speak to you for a moment?" She heard call from the front of the room.
Aria felt awkward walking up to the desk now. Before she would have walked up watching Ezra close the blind, then lean forward on the desk to look him in the eye. No she simply stood there awkwardly, moving her books side to side in her arms.
"Aria, are you okay?" Aria realized that had closed the door and pulled the shade and was now behind her desk, but it felt wrong, someone else acting out Ezra's patterns.
"Of course, I'm fine,' Aria said looking a little confused, but trying to smile so that she could get out of this as fast as possible, "Why?"
"You've just seamed distracted lately. I heard from that you were very bright in english, but you're... slipping." said.
"Its just..." Aria knew what she was about to say, and she also knew that it was extremely stupid to say it, but she did, "I'd sort of... built a relationship with . He helped me out a lot... It just feels awkward with him gone."
"A lot of students build strong relationships with their teachers," Ms. Haltz said walking out from behind her desk, "Especially ones in subjects they enjoy. "
You have no Idea. Aria thought.
"And he particularly seamed to take an interest in you. He said you had a lot of potential, but he also said this might happen. That you would, be troubled." said.
Did he have to make it so damn obvious?
"He said that when you did, I should give you this. I see it too Aria. You've got potential. Maybe this will help you remember why you started writing."
Aria looked down at the large manilla envelope, "Have you read it?"
"No," shook her head.
Aria nodded, "Thank you."
Arua walked out of the room and opened the envelope. Inside was a this packed of printed paper, and a small letter adressed to Aria...