Hey guys, it's Kimberly. And here's another update! I hope you like it! Thanks to the one reviewer that actually made this chapter happen! Thanks to the guest, I now will not be discouraged by the lack of reviews (not meaning that I don't want any because I do.) and I will not let it stop me from doing something I love. . . and that is write! And spemily.

P. S. Did you guys watch PLL 5x18?! It was really good. For those of you who haven't, you have to go watch it now. The episode is focusing mainly on Mike, Talia and Emily, Johnny and Spencer, and wait for it, wait for it. HOLBROOK! That's right, he's back! And super creepy. Lol anyway,

Enjoy ladies and gentlemen.

"Mom? Dad? Are you guys home?" I yelled, walking into my house and locking the door. "Mom! Dad!" I yelled once more, first walking into the kitchen then into my parents room(not without knocking of course because . . . ew. I remember when I was eight. . .). Didn't see them. I sighed depressingly and walked into my own room.

They could have at least left a note for me. But I understand they love to spend time together before my dad leaves for one of his missions. . . especially their last night together for a long time(I go to bed early that night. . .ew.).

But whatever, I can't think about my parents' behind-closed-doors life. I can't think about anything right now, but Spencer Hastings and her sister Alison DiLaurentis. I should have seen that one coming. . . well not really. I mean they act alike, sometimes, but they look totally different. Alison's hair was blonde, Spencer was a brunette. Alison had ocean blue eyes, Spencer had chocolate brown eyes.

Spencer was a reader(maybe a writer.), Alison was a TV person(she once told me she wanted to be a journalist.). And me. . . I don't know, I really don't know what my career choice may be. Probably a teacher. Preferably in Social Studies (it's what I'm perfecting in highschool.).

Snapping me out of my thoughts, my door creaked open. My eyebrows furrowed and my heart beat became ten times faster. Butterflies swirled through every part of my stomach and my mouth fell open slightly. "Hello Emily," she whispered seductively, taking small steps toward me. I couldn't get any words out, because the robe that seemed to cover her whole body had now fallen to the floor. . . . oh god.

I let my eyes roam from her breasts all the way down to her gorgeous, sexy legs. "H-Hi." I stuttered, my eyes still fixed onto her body. "W-Why are y-you h-ere?"

Her face twisted into a smirk. "I wanted to see you." Before I could even blink, both of legs were straddling my waist. "I know you've been thinking about me, Em." She whispered, her breath warm against my neck. Her hands tangled into my hair and tenderly massaged my scalp. "I know you want me. . ."

I bit my lip to control the moan that was on the tip of my tongue. My legs, nor my hands were corresponding as hard as I tried(well I didn't try that hard.). Her hands fell from my hair and started to trail down my neck, slowly unbuttoning my shirt. "Well, I just want you to know," She paused taking this time to push me back on the bed, "That you're always on my mind too."

Her lips fell onto mine and I immediately reciprocated the actions, my hands and legs still had no intention to move. Almost like from my neck down was frozen. She finished unbuttoning the rest of my shirt then, tugged it off with only a little effort. As I couldn't help but deepen the kiss, one of her hands snaked in between my legs, slowly rising with no interruptions until the hand reached its destination.

Her lips tore away from mine and my eyes widened. "What?" She asked.

Instead of meeting with chocolate brown eyes, I was met with perfect sky blue eyes.

"I thought. . . I thought you were. . . but she. . ."

"Wake up!" The girl yelled out. "Wake up!"

"Emily! Wake up!" My eyes opened to reveal my oldest sister, whom I haven't seen in ages, Elizabeth Fields with a huge smirk on her face. "You were having sexy dreams, weren't you? About two different people?" She asked, and I growled deciding not to answer her question.

"How'd you get in my room?" I rolled my eyes and sat up in my bed. "And when did you get here?"

"Chill, Em, instead of the attitude," She laughed, pulling the covers off me. My breath hitched as the cool air met my barely covered legs. "If it weren't for me, you would have been jacking off in your sleep right about now." She paused. "And you're lucky mom or dad didn't walk in."

My arms crossed over my chest, "You didn't answer any of my questions." My eyes narrowing as my raven head sister, Elizabeth, walked around my room.

"I'm just visiting. . . two days, starting today." She smiled. "I'll be leaving Wednesday." She mimicked my facial expression and continued, "You didn't forget about your important day tomorrow, right?"

My eye brows furrowed then straightened again. Then all of a sudden, it donged on me and my eyes widened, "Oh god, yeah I did." I ran my fingers through my hair and released a heavy sigh. It wasn't a celebration, but it was an important day.

"Well, looks like someone doesn't care-"

"Don't say anything about that, okay?" I snapped, hopping out of my bed now face to face with my older sister. "Please don't say anything."

Elizabeth grabbed the bottom of my shirt and twisted it in her hands. My mood immediately softened as I had to laugh at her actions. "Why are you wrinkling my favorite pajama shirt?"

"You're not worried about this at all, Emilia?" She asked, ignoring my silly attempt to change the subject. The smile fell from my face immediately at Lizzie's serious facial expression. "You should, and Emilia, as much as I might act like I hate you sometimes, I still care about you. It really makes me angry that you're not taking this seriously."

"I am," I said softly. "I'm just. . . not worrying as much." I shrugged. "And stop calling me Emilia, you know I hate being called that. You know which name I prefer."

"I only call you that when I'm being serious, Catherine." A small smile crept onto both of our faces. "Now go get ready for the day, so you can tell me about this sexy dream you had. Was it about two people?"

"Why would you think it was about two people?" I asked, nervously. It was about two people.

"Who were they?" She asked, knowingly with a wide smile across her face. "Are they your friends?" Her mouth gaped. "Are they sisters?" A chuckle escaped her lips as she noticed my gaze slipping away from her. "Emilia Catherine Fields!" She scolded.

"Shut up," I blushed, turning away from her and heading into the bathroom. "No more questions. Not now. Not ever." Was the last thing her and I said to each other until later the evening when the situation was brought up again.

Meanwhile.

"So Spence," Aria's smile stretched all the way to her ears(almost.). "What's up with you and Emily? Alison told Hanna and I about the moment you two almost had in your room."

My cheeks turned beet red and all I could do was shrug my strawny shoulders, "Nothing was going to happen. . . I don't think she would have kissed me."

"Why not?" Hanna asked, plopping down next to me on the living room couch. "Spencer you've got to stop doubting your sexiness. It'll pay off with Emily, I'm sure of it."

I chuckled, "I'm not doubting anything, Han." I paused to release of sigh that I didn't even know I was holding in and ran my fingers through my hair. I bit my lip nervously, before blurting out, "Alison and Emily were a thing."

My best friends' eyes exploded with shock and I would have laughed if the situation weren't so serious. "I know," I whispered, guilt tipping through my chest.

Alison had told me not to tell Aria and Hanna about her relationships. She said that they weren't serious enough to understand(as if I were any different. . . it's probably why she didn't tell me about the beautiful brunette I met yesterday.) or Hanna would make some not-funny joke about the guy(or girl, apparently.) being older.

"How could she have not told us?" Aria's mouth opened and closed. "Well me at least. I understand not telling Hanna, but me."

"Hey," Hanna spoke, "I'm right freaking here, you know."

"Please don't tell her that you know about it." I chewed my bottom lip, "She'll kill me and I'm pretty sure you two do not want me dead." My mouth unconsciously formed a small smirk, "Do you?"

"Let's not talk about death in the House of HastLaurentis," Aria whined playfully. "Spence you know we wouldn't want you dead."

"I'm thinking of multiple ways I could kill you right now," Hanna smirked and Aria and I both tossed her a look of playful seriousness. "I'm talking about of laughter guys, chill out." The blonde laughed, elbowing me in the stomach. "I love you people."

"Love you too, twinny." Alison said in a sleepy tone, walking down the stairs. "Life is a shit face sometimes, don't you agree?" She dragged her body into the kitchen and opened the fridge. "Spence you haven't started making breakfast? What the hell?"

"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Hanna whispered into my ear and I couldn't help but giggle. "See this is why you're my favorite Hastings/DiLaurentis."

I rolled my eyes and laughed at Alison's cute, morning pout face, "I wanted to wait until my favorite sister wakes up so she can make a decision, but apparently you're in a pissy mood so," I took a deep breath, standing up from the couch. "I'll just let Hanna choose since Aria is vegetarian."

Hanna clapped her hands in excitement, "Pancakes."

Alison scoffed, "Like hell we're eating that," then she let out a sigh, "Everyone be ready in twenty minutes, we're going to be gone the whole day. We'll just stop and get breakfast before we begin."

"I'm sorry," Aria let out a dry chuckle, "Begin what, Ali?"

"Yeah," Hanna added, "Please inform me too."

Shaking my head at my sister and two best friends, I smiled softly. Wow, I'll miss this when I go off to college. "Obvi we're having a girl's day out, which I'll have to bail on because I have to work."

Three groans echoed throughout the house. "I forgot about that," Hanna whined. "Why can't you guys just stay with my mom and I. There's plenty of room for the two of you."

Alison and I both let a small laugh escape our lips, "No thank you Hanna, we've been taking care of ourselves for a long time now so I think we'll be okay." I replied. "In twenty minutes, we meet back down here so I can say bye to you guys, then I'll just hang here until it's time for me to go to work."

"Are you sure?" Aria and Alison both asked in unison.

"Go easy little doves," I sang and Alison rolled her eyes at me. "I'll be fine."

. . .

I watched with a goofy grin on my face as Aria and Hanna ran to Aria's car to catch dibs on the front seat(they had made an agreement that Alison was being the driver for the day since she actually knew where they were going.), while Alison went over the ground rules of shopping to me, "I won't go over the four hundred dollar budget, I promise and I won't. . ."

I cut Alison off and shut my eyes tightly. "We have enough in savings for at least four months of the rent, I made sure of it, so go ahead." I smiled genuinely. "Have fun, spend as much as you would like, just don't push it."

My sister's eyes lit up with cute excitement and she wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back tightly, and I could have sworn we stayed in that position for at least three minutes before Hanna interrupted our moment,

"Any minute now, twinny." She yelled from the car(she hadn't won front seat.).

"Someone's mad because she didn't get front seat," I heard Ari's mumble while walking towards the car with Ali.

"Shut up, Ar." Hanna rolled her eyes, "The only reason you got front seat was because I let you. . . and because you're tiny."

"Whatever you say Han." Aria laughed.

I shook my head at the two girls and watched as Alison got into Aria's car, "Be good you three, I don't want anybody calling my job telling me about anything stupid you did,"

"Yes ma'am," They said unison, before Alison started the car and pulled out of the driveway.

A sigh escaped my lips and I headed back into the house. Time to get ready for work.