Spencer called Aria's number for the fifth time. Exhausted and confused, she realized she wouldn't have any luck reaching her this way. Swinging her feet off the bed and inop her sandals, she left her bedroom and headed for her car. With the ignition turned on, Spencer grabbed her Blackberry and texted Aria, 'COMING OVER SOON, DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE.' With that she looked over her surrounings and pulled out of the driveway.
Aria received Spencer's message and sighed. There was no way she could avoid her friends. She was diong her English assignment and was writing Ezra under the teacher column when she realized her mistake and backspaced. She closed her laptop and sulked out of bed.
"Hey," Spencer said as she knocked on the door of Aria's bedroom.
"Come on in." Aria brushed her hair and turned to face Spencer. She could see her friend's eyes widen a little at the sight of her.
"What's wrong, Aria?" Spencer said as she sat on her bed. She noticed the makeup smeared under her eyes, which was unusual. Aria usually kept herself nice and tidy.
"I'm just -tired-," Aria yawned, but she knew Spencer wouldn't fall for it. It was worth the attempt. "Well, I guess I had a rough night."
"I bet, what happened?" Spencer asked.
"I can't say." She watched Spencer's look of annoyance, "For real. I guess I gotta go. I was supposed to -um- go out with my mom tonight."
"You know I don't buy it, but whatever. I'm always here if you need me, which you should," Spencer smiled, but secretly was worried about her friend. Aria mumbled a thank you, and ushered Spencer to the door, getting her jacket on the way. She sighed in relief as she watched her car drive out, then picked up her phone and dialed a number. It rung for a minute, then went straight to voicemail.
"Ezra here, leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks." Aria closed the phone in frustration and rubbed her eyes, black mascara smudging into her fingers.
Author's Note: Sorry about the delay, sorry it was a crappy one. I'm not used to displaying this kind of emotion. Next will be better, promise.
