A/N: It took a little while, as I was working on another story (still am) but here's chapter 3. This is going to be Mona's POV. I don't really like her, for obvious reasons, and other reasons that might not be as obvious, but I can't say them without giving away a really big secret in the show, and I'm probably starting to give it away, so I'm going to shut up (if you read that really fast, you'll see how I thought it), so it might not be as good as I want it to be. Next is going to be Lucas's POV, then Caleb's, and finally A's.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. At all…

It was the right things to do. At least you thin- No. He hurt her, and you were just trying to protect her, whether or not he tried to apologize. But you still wonder if it was the right thing to do, looking at Hanna. No. Stop. No guilt. It's not your fault (keep telling yourself that). It's Caleb's. All Caleb's.

You read the letter, and you know how he felt. And you wonder how he had hurt her. You wonder if she felt the same. No, you know she does. She wouldn't be so upset if she didn't. She going to get over it, you tell yourself. You just know.

You're a bad bestie. You should've pushed more on the fact that Caleb was bad. But you didn't. You knew he'd eventually hurt Hanna. But you sat on the sidelines and watched as Hanna fell more and more for Caleb, who had no intention to catch her. OK, you admit that was an exaggeration. He did feel the same. But then he screwed up and now it's bye, bye Sketchy.

The letter, the one that's probably in a ton of pieces at the bottom of the Dump, covered in red stuff you still would not be able to identify, never got to Hanna, since she ran and hid when you told her, "Sketchy at twelve o'clock," and you've made sure it never will. You also made sure she'd never know what was on it. You almost panicked when she asked you about it. You couldn't meet her eyes.

And then Sketchy called. But, luckily, you were there to answer it and tell him off. You told him to leave Hanna alone, that she got the letter, and that she didn't want to talk to him, although that's far from the truth. But lying to Sketchy was easy.

Hanna never would've known, had Hermie not heard you talking to him. And Hermie was going on and on about how you weren't being a good friend to Hanna, not telling her about Caleb. You won't admit it to him, but, deep down, you know he's right. To tell Hermie he was right would require talking to him, and that something you will not do.

The minute he confronted you about it, you knew you had to shut Hermie up. So you played on his weakness. You told him if he kept his trap shut (not in those exact words, but still), you'd get rid of the Hermie nickname, and the whole joke. You also tell him if Hanna never knew about Sketchy, his letter and his call, he had a chance. He could be her shoulder to cry on, and he could get boyfriend points. You don't let him see it, but you roll your eyes at the ridiculous thought.

You had walked away then, and the very next day he wasn't in school. And you told everyone you could it was because he was having surgery to get rid of his little problem. You had to keep the Hermie joke going. You knew he wasn't going to keep it a secret, that's he'd try to do something he probably thought would be heroic. He didn't keep his side of the deal, and you weren't about to keep yours.

But you have your own weaknesses (Hermie's being doing anything to make Hanna happy). Like seeing your BFF broken, every day you came to school. She insists she is fine, but you know otherwise. You can tell by her eyes. Lifeless. Absolutely lifeless.

Almost three days since Hermie left (the whole school thinks he's in recovery), Hanna asks you again. It's hard to look her in the dull eyes and lie, so you look everywhere else. But that tells her something is wrong. So she questions you again. And again and again and again…

You've spent almost three years trying to become like Alison, to become Alison. To gain the popularity, the looks, and the attention she had. You could change your look, your attitude, but you never could get Alison's flawless lying skills. Maybe if you did you wouldn't be spilling your guts about everything right now.

As you're talking, revealing everything, you watch Hanna's face. She goes from being angry, angry at you, to looking like she'd eaten something horrible. When you finish, she takes off, ignoring your calls of "Hanna? Hanna!" You know this isn't good.

You knew telling her was a bad idea, but you just can't lie to her. You two have been through a lot. You wish you did lie, though. At least to her. Because, if you did, you wouldn't be lying to everyone else about why Hanna was ignoring you.

You've sent her almost a million texts. No answer. You called her a dozen times. Still no answer (all you got was the annoying 'Line busy' buzz). You even drove by her house twice, like some freaky stalker. Her car was there, as was her mom's. You don't go in (knocking is for people who don't practically live there), afraid she'll kick you out and make a big scene.

So you wait outside in the shadows for a while, hoping she'll talk to you. Eventually, you get tired of waiting and almost get out of your car when Hermie's pulls up. And, but of course, Sketchy comes out.

You're ready to go over and tell him to leave, before Hanna sees him, but she already has. She looks like she was expecting him. She runs out. That was when Hermie decided to peel out. You get back in your car and leave to.

When you get far enough away that you don't have to see Hanna and Sketchy make up, you laugh. Hard. The look on Hermie's face was just priceless.

It's obvious he's still in love with Hanna. But he was stupid enough to bring back his competition. Ha, like it was a contest. She loved Caleb, not Hermie. If he had taken you up on your deal, he could be with Hanna at the moment. Oh look. You're lying to yourself now.

You can lie to Hermie easily. You knew there was no way Hanna would even consider Hermie. You just told him that to shut him up. And that worked so well.

It looks like Hermie thought if he did something nice, Hanna would like him. It looks like Hermie thought Hanna would yell and scream and hit Sketchy and come running to him. Poor, delusional Hermie.

If only he had listened to you. If only Hanna had too…

A/N: This was actually kinda fun to write, considering she seems really mean. I think it was a little OOC in the beginnning, but I got it back in character towards the end. Three more chapters to go!