After School:

Aria and Alison:

"Better late than never." Aria grumbled, looking at the time of on her phone. Alison walked over to Aria, "Hey."

"Why are you an hour late?" She hissed back in return. "The football practice is almost over!"

Alison waved her hand, "How am I supposed get a guys attention if he's playing his stupid sports. Of course we were gonna wait until it's over!" Then the guys returned to the benches and got ready to go. "NOW!" Alison said, and pushed Aria out of the bleachers in plain sight of the guys.

Aria waved Alison in then made their way to quarter back, Jonas. "Jonas!" Aria said. The football team whistled at the girls, but they ignored it.

Jonas looked up from lacing his shoes, "Hey Aria. Hey… new girl." then he stood up, and took off his sweaty shirt and put it on the bench, letting the cool breeze cool himself.

Aria shook her head, "Her names Alison."

Alison smiled and waved. Then Aria spoke up again, "Anyways, her name is Alison and I was just introducing her to new people.."

She smiled in return.

"Do you maybe want to hang out with us and some guy friends this weekend?" Jonas offered, putting on a clean shirt he pulled from his gym bag.

Alison nodded, "We'd love to!" She responded, tugging at Aria's sleeve.

"Haha, yeah," Aria said sarcastically, "Totally!" Then she waved good-bye to Jonas and the rest of the team and the two girls headed back to their cars, not saying a word.

Spencer:

Spencer was upstairs redecorating her room, sure, she had piles of late homework that she could be working on, but a happy environment mean a happy person. She was working on pushing her bed frame closer to the window when her mom opened her bedroom door. "You have a visitor!" She chimed, opening the door farther open to reveal Alison.

Spencer groaned.

"Spence!" Alison said, "You look awful!"

"Why?"

"Look at that shirt."

"I wore it to school today…" Spencer argued, sitting on her bed that was place in the middle of the floor.

"Please." Alison scoffed, then played with the trinkets displayed on the shelves. "Wanna catch a movie?"

Spencer licked her lips, "I'm in a relationship… with a boy."

"I think I already told you I wasn't a lesbian. Besides, I have a date with Jonas this weekend."

"Jonas?" Spencer asked, "That's my boyfriend.."

Alison cocked an eyebrow, "Ooooh, well, let's see here.." Alison paced the room, "He asked if I and a couple of friends wanted to hang out this weekend."

"His party." Spencer said, "I'm invited, too."

Alison crossed her arms, "Silly me, I mistook it as him asking me out. Now that we've covered that I'm not a lesbian, do you want to catch a movie or not?"

"Sure."

The next day.

Emily:

Emily and Alison were walking through the halls, bragging about mall hauls and cute boys and geeky girls. They planned to go to the mall this Saturday.

"So, you know that girl Hanna?" Alison asked.

"Everyone knows her. She's look a poor little Martian misplaced on Earth." Emily replied, "She's really smart, though. I'd kill to have brains like that."

"Hah, please." Alison giggled, "She studies. Anyway, don't you agree she'd be gorgeous if she, you know, wore some makeup, and cute clothes, and wasn't so reserved and awkward?"

Emily bit her lower lip, "It's hard telling. She and I kind of hate each other."

"Why?" Alison asked.

"Long story. Anyways, I'll catch ya after class, okay?"

Alison nodded, then turned the corner.

Hanna and Alison:

"HANNA! HANNA! WAIT UP! HANNA!" Alison was chasing Hanna throughout the crowds of people. She was shoving people to the side, stabbing people in the back with her binder and stepped on peoples toes.

Hanna twirled around and saw Ali shouting her name, and waited for her until she caught up.

"Hanna! God, you're like freaking Waldo."

Hanna laughed, "I don't wear stripes."

"You don't wear prints." Alison corrected, "Which brought me to the conclusion that you need a make over!"

"I'm taking offense to that." Hanna replied matter-of-factly. "Why do I need a make over?"

"Face it, Han. You're gorgeous… it's just not shining through. Be at my house this weekend?" Alison grabbed a hold of Hanna's face and made her nod a yes, "Great! I'll text you my address!" Hanna sighed, but somehow, maybe a makeover was what she needed. Plus, she'd be friends with the hottest girl in school.

Scratch that, second hottest. Aria hated Hanna's guts, there was no way they'd ever be friends.