Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long! Thanks so much to its-all-in-my-headxo for giving me such great ideas and brainstorming with me! It really meant a lot to me. Actually, I did not decide to use any of the ideas we came up with but I still appreciate them nonetheless and they're still in the back of my mind so if I need any ideas I will definitely use them! So I guess without further ado…. Chapter 3.

Aria tossed and turned all night, her head spinning with worry. What was she going to do about A? She didn't want to become so absorbed in solving her issues with A that it would take away from her and Ezra's special night, but she couldn't risk ignoring the text and going about things as planned. She debated calling Ezra, but she just couldn't tell him that she had a stalker who knew they were going to have sex. He would need some explanation, and Aria guessed that it would not end very well. Besides, If Aria revealed A's existence, she would be in bigger trouble with A than she already was. She spent the night hours wide awake and anxious, attempting to find a solution to her unbearably complex problem

The next morning she woke up groggy and lethargic and made herself and unusually large cup of coffee, which didn't seem to help. She went about the day as if she was on autopilot, using her body rather than her brain to accomplish tasks, and everything that was said to her went in one ear and out the other. Even during English class, she couldn't seem to fall into Ezra's gorgeous eyes like she normally does. Every time she tried to look into them she imagined not getting the chance to do so on Saturday, or looking at his hostile, empty seeming eyes in his possible mug-shot photo, if A had his or her way. Aria just couldn't take this A stuff anymore. She and the girls were like puppets to this evil, anonymous stalker who had set out to have their lives made miserable and she would have no more of it. She knew what she had to do. Maybe what she decided was illogical, but for once, it was what she wanted and not influenced by A. And just for that reason, her decision was worth it.

After the bell rang, she rushed straight to the girls.

"Guys," she said, taking a deep breath, " I know what I'm going to do about A. I'm just going to forget about the text message and go about things as planned."

"Are you sure that's smart?" Emily asked.

"Probably not. But A only wants to frighten us, to prove that he or she can get to us and control us. But I'm not going to let A scare me, and I am sick of obsessing about A. A won't ruin my night and A never told about my relationship with Ezra when he or she first found out about it. But just in case, I'm going to ask Ezra to cancel the restaurant and hotel reservations and re-reserve them using a pseudonym."

Spencer just stared at Aria like she was crazy, but she did kind of understand her point.

"Can we talk about this later? I've gotta get to class." Aria said and rushed away. Later at lunch, she found Ezra in his classroom and she shut the door. "Is there any possible way you could re-reserve the room and table under a pseudonym?"

"Why?" Ezra asked, worriedly, "Does someone know?"

"No, of course not," Aria lied, feeling a deep pang of guilt. "I just… want to be extra careful."

"Okay, I can try, but if someone knows or at least thinks they know, I would like to reschedule."

"Nobody knows. I'm just making sure that nobody will find out." Aria reassured.

"The hotel I'm sure I can do, but the restaurant is very fancy and I'm not so sure."

"Just… Please try, Ezra. Love you." Aria pleaded as she dashed out of the room.

Ezra looked around suspiciously, and when he saw the coast was clear, he dialed the number of the hotel.

"Hello, this is Ezra Fitz. I would like to cancel my reservation for this Saturday. Okay. Thank you. Good bye"

Aria went about the day feeling much lighter and at ease. A huge weight had been lifted off her chest and she could finally breathe. Somewhere in the back of her mind, her brain told her that she was taking a huge risk and that it was a bad idea, but she pushed that thought away against her better judgment. Nothing could get in the way of her and Ezra's night. Their love was just too pure and too strong.

Aria couldn't sleep that night. Her whole body and mind buzzed with anticipation and excitement. She felt extremely antsy and did not know how she was going to wait.

While Aria lay awake, Ezra called the hotel yet again and placed another reservation, under the name Rafi Tezz, an anagram. He was luckily able to cancel the restaurant reservation and reserve a table using the same anagram. Even though Ezra was not a virgin, it felt to him like sleeping with Aria would be his first time. And in a way, it was.

The next day in English, Mr. Fitz announced that they were to begin reading A Midsummer Night's Dream.

"Okay class, open your books and let's get started." As we can read, the wedding of Theseus and Hippolyta is nearing, and Theseus and Hippolyta are both reacting differently. Now, can someone tell me what their reactions are?" Aria raised her hand, and Mr. Fitz nodded in her direction, "Aria?"

"Well, Theseus feels like the days until his wedding are going to pass by very slowly and he can't wait, while Hippolyta is calmer and says that the days until their wedding will pass by very quickly. She's not as anxious."

"Very good, Aria. Now who can tell me what this says about their personalities?" Mona raised her hand this time. "Miss Vanderwaal?"

"Um, it means that Hippolyta is calmer and more lax in general. It also could mean that… Hippolyta is… less in love with Theseus and that he is more passionate about their relationship."

"Yes, very good. Interesting perspective, Miss Vanderwaal." Aria spent the rest of class staring at Ezra, devouring his every move, looking wistfully at his lips, wishing she could be kissing them, staring into his beyond gorgeous blue eyes, deep and sparking like the sea.

The bell rang, and once there were no other students left in the room, Aria approached Ezra.

"I couldn't sleep last night. I was up all night thinking of you. I just can't wait until Saturday," Aria said coyly, "I don't think I'll be able to make it until then"

Ezra pecked her on the lips. "Saturday will come before you know it." He said reassuringly, and Aria walked out the door to get to her next class.

So this chapter is not one of my best. I will update soon