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"So, since Aria is going to be hooking up with her new boy toy on Friday, do you want to hang out and watch a movie or something?" Hanna asked me as we walked into the Brew on Wednesday. I hadn't talked to Ali since she called me on Monday, since the bathrooms on my level of the dorms had been fixed, and I was almost scared too. I was pretty positive that her asking me out was totally honest and not some horrible prank, but I was having a hard time believing that she really liked me like that.
"I can't on Friday," I answered.
"Why? Aren't you waiting up for her too?" Hanna asked.
"We don't have to wait up on her. She's already been out with Ezra," I stated, shrugging.
"So? I still expect a text telling us that she's alive at the end of the night. It's not like he's some saint just because they had a good first date," Hanna argued. "Anyway, either way, don't you want to have something to do on Friday night?"
I didn't answer for a moment, instead ordering my usual Americano from the barista. Once Hanna and I both had our drinks, we sat down on the empty couches that were nestled across from the entrance to the Brew. It was my favorite spot in the little coffee shop. "I can't on Friday," I repeated.
"Why not? Do you have plans?" Hanna asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Actually, yes, I do," I answered. "I'm going on a date."
Hanna's eyebrows shot up, like she hadn't seen that coming at all. "You do? Why didn't you say something? Now I have to wait up for both Aria and you."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," I insisted, though I wasn't entirely sure. A few good conversations with Alison didn't mean that she was completely trustworthy. If I told Hanna that I was going out with Ali, she would tell me that the Alison DiLaurentis always had a reason for being nice to people. She was always following her own agenda.
I was a little scared that it might be true, but I was pretty sure that Ali had been genuine on the phone on Monday. She'd at least sounded completely nervous, so either she was a really good actress or she was nervous about out date. And it had to be the good kind of nervous, since she was the one who asked me out. "Well, are you going to tell me who the lucky girl is?" Hanna demanded.
I shrugged. "I'll tell you if it becomes really important."
Hanna raised an eyebrow at me, looking completely bewildered that I wouldn't tell her who I was going out with. "Well if you don't come home on Friday, who am I supposed to say you were with?"
"Hanna, I'm serious. It's not serious right now, and it probably won't end up being serious. If it does, you know I'll tell you," I insisted.
"Did you tell Aria?" Hanna demanded, raising an eyebrow.
"Tell me what?" Aria asked, joining us suddenly with her own coffee. I opened my mouth to answer, but Hanna beat me to it.
"Emily is going on a date on Friday," she told Aria, speaking in her gossip voice.
"What?" Aria demanded. "Why didn't you tell me? Who are you going out with?"
"She won't say!" Hanna exclaimed.
I huffed. "Look, it's not important who she is, and if it becomes important, I'll tell you both. At the same time. Okay? Chill."
"Let's make a deal then," Aria said, raising one of her eyebrows a little bit. "On Saturday, if your date went well, you have to tell us who it was with. If it went badly, you don't go out with her again and we won't ask who it was. Deal?" She held out her hand.
I took a deep breath and took her hand, shaking it. "Deal."
"So Aria, do you think you'll go over to Ezra's place after your date on Friday?" Hanna asked, and I knew that she was asking because she hated waiting up for people to get back from dates.
I tuned out of their conversation as I saw the Brew's door open and a familiar head of curly blond hair walked in the place, Spencer and another girl in tow. Her mouth was moving, but I couldn't hear what she was saying. I tried not to stare, in fact I actually looked away. I looked at Aria as she answered Hanna, but then my eyes jumped back up and over to Alison.
Ali was ordering a drink, and as she stepped aside to let Spencer order one, her eyes scanned casually over the tables and over to the couches. Her eyes stopped on me, and I managed to form a smile. She immediately smiled back, and my heart was beating way too fast. Spencer nudged Alison suddenly, and the blonde blinked, breaking our eye contact. Spencer was handing Alison a coffee, and then they turned and started to leave.
Ali glanced back, though, and flashed me another smile, before she disappeared. I let out a breath and leaned backwards a little. That girl was going to kill me. "Hey, Em, are you okay?" Aria asked suddenly, and I moved my gaze away from the door and back to Aria and Hanna.
"I'm fine," I answered.
"What were you staring at?" Hanna demanded, looking over at the entrance to the Brew.
"Nothing. I just got lost in thought," I answered, shaking my head.
"Uh huh, sure you did," Hanna said in an unbelieving sort of way. I just rolled my eyes.
"I have to get to work. I'll see you guys later," I said, and they both gave me a quick goodbye as I stood up and headed out of the Brew. I glanced around as I exited the place, hoping that I would see Ali somewhere, but she must've already left the area.
I sighed and headed for my car.
Just a few minutes later, I was behind the checkout counter at work. There was one other person working, but she was in the back organizing boxes of new clothes and things. A few people came in the store and bought some things, but this place wasn't ever really busy, especially not on a Wednesday afternoon.
Someone had come in and grabbed a ton of shirts, bringing them all to the counter and then selecting the ones she wanted. Among the ones she left behind on the counter was the blue blouse that Ali had wanted in yellow. It sat lamely on the counter next to me, because I was too lazy to go put all the shirts away. I really just wanted to be back at the dorm already.
I was playing a game on my phone, ignoring everything around me, when I felt someone approach me. I glanced up, and my eyes widened as I saw Alison standing in front of the counter. I suddenly didn't really want to be back at the dorm. "Hi," I said, setting my phone down on the counter.
"Hey," Ali returned, smiling at me. "Busy?" She glanced at my phone.
I shook my head. "Nope."
"Do you get off soon?" Alison wondered. "It's starting to get late."
I shrugged. "I think I have like twenty minutes left," I answered. "What are you doing here?"
"I was in the area," Ali said, but I knew that was a lie. She was near the area when she was at the Brew, a few hours earlier, but I doubted that she was still just strolling around, and alone.
"You were?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and giving her a pointed look.
Alison smiled bashfully. "No, I made it up."
I let out a small laugh and playfully rolled my eyes. "So what are you really doing here?"
"I figured that you were bored at work," Ali answered, shrugging.
"How'd you know I'd be at work?" I asked, and Alison just smiled slyly at me. I liked how mysterious Ali could be sometimes, even if that was something I would've hated about her before. She looked down and around the counter, not indicating that she was going to say anything, so I decided that I would. "So, what should I wear on Friday?"
I saw a sort of blush appear on Ali's cheeks, but she didn't say anything for a second. Suddenly, she grabbed the blue blouse sitting on the side of the counter. "This," she answered, holding it out in front of her, as though she were picturing it on me.
"It's not mine," I stated.
She opened her purse and procured her wallet. A second later, she slid her card across the counter. "I'll buy it for you," she decided.
"You don't have to do that," I said, shaking my head.
"I want to," Ali insisted. "It'll look really good on you."
I took the card and then rung up the shirt. "I thought you would've ever wear anything from this place on a date."
Alison bit her lip as she watched me slide her card through the card reader. "Well, like I said, it'll look really good on you."
I could tell that I'd caught her on that one, and I felt a little proud of myself for doing that. "What are you wearing on Friday?" I asked, finishing up the checking out process and sliding her card back toward her.
She took it and slid it back into her wallet, which she placed in her purse. "What do you want me to wear?' she asked, looking up at me and locking our gazes. I felt a blush rise up into my cheeks, and I found myself at a lost for words. She broke our locked gazes to pick up the blue blouse and slide it off of its hanger. She handed it over the counter to me. "Here."
"Thanks," I said quietly, taking the shirt. It was pretty cute, and I agreed that it would definitely look good on me. "It doesn't matter what you wear on Friday," I said suddenly, "you'll look good in anything."
Now, Alison's cheeks turned a bright red. I found that a little surprising, because I figured that she'd be used to getting compliments. Yet somehow, I'd made her blush like that. She opened her mouth to say something, but then suddenly, the girl who was working the same shift as me popped her head out from the storage room. "Hey, Emily, I'll finish up here. You can go now, if you want."
"Thanks," I called, and she disappeared back in the room. I looked back at Alison. "Looks like I'm done here."
Ali watched me as I grabbed my purse and slid the blue blouse inside of it. I grabbed my phone and then walked around and out of the checkout area. "So, do you think you can give me a ride back to the dorms?" Alison asked. "Someone dropped me off here."
I gave her a curious look. "Sure," I answered, smiling at her. She followed me out of the store and toward my car, which was one of two on the street.
She got in the passenger side while I got in the driver's side. As soon as we were both buckled in, I started driving us back to the dorms. "So," Ali started to speak suddenly, "do your friends know that you're going out with me on Friday?"
For some reason, hearing her say that we were "going out" on Friday made my heart rate pick up even more than it had already picked up. "Um, not exactly." I bit my lip nervously as I watched the road in front of me.
"They don't like me, do they?" Ali wondered.
"They don't know you," I corrected.
"Neither do you," Alison said, shrugging.
I took a breath that I hope wasn't too loud sounding. "Well, I know you better than they do."
I glanced at Ali to see her nod in agreement. "Spencer didn't like me when I first met her," Alison admitted. "She thought that I was just messing with her when we first started hanging out, but it didn't take long before she realized that I'm actually a real person."
I blinked, and gave her another sideways glance.
"I bet you've considered that I'm just messing with you, too," Ali said, taking an obviously deep breath and looking down at her hands in her lap. I could hear the nervousness in her voice. I didn't answer, I just swallowed thickly. "But I'm not."
"I believe you," I stated, hoping that my voice didn't come out too pathetic sounding.
I felt Ali's eyes on me as I drove, and I wondered what was going through her head. "Good," she finally said. I pulled up into the parking lot outside of the dorms. "Thanks for the ride back," she added as we got out of my car and headed for the building.
"Don't mention it," I insisted as we entered the building. We silently got into the elevator, and she clicked the third floor's button, and I clicked the fifth. When the elevator got to her floor, she flashed me a smile.
"I'll see you Friday," she said.
"Yeah, see you Friday," I agreed, smiling back at her. And then she stepped out, the doors closing behind her. I sighed, leaning against the wall of the elevator. Alison drove me crazy after being around her for twenty minutes. How was I going to go through our whole date on Friday without dying?
I got to my floor and hurried to my dorm, where Aria was scrolling through something on her computer. "Hey," I greeted as I walked into the room. "What are you looking at?"
"Test scores," Aria answered, and I raised an eyebrow at her. Half a second later, her face split into a super happy grin. "Yes!"
"You beat Spencer?" I asked, chuckling as I set my purse down on the counter and took the blue blouse that Ali had bought for me out of it.
"Yes!" Aria answered. "Not by much, but it will drive her crazy!"
"She'll live," I stated, "she's probably at the top of all of her other classes anyway."
"What's that?" Aria asked, glancing up at me and my new blouse. I held it up to me and gave her a questioning look. "It's cute."
"Thanks," I said, turning to the wall length mirror we had in our dorm. It was definitely my color.
"Did you get it today?" Aria asked as I looked at the shirt in the mirror.
"Yeah," I answered, before folding the thing carefully and slipping into the top drawer of my dresser.
"What for? Friday?" Aria asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I shrugged.
"Sure," I answered, sitting on my bed and pulling out my phone.
Aria gave me a disbelieving look. "Oh come on, Em, you've got to tell me something!"
"Saturday," I reminded her. She huffed, rolling her eyebrows and looking back at her computer. I stared at my blank phone screen and thought about Ali.
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"I thought you were going to call me when you were done randomly walking into that place to talk to Emily?" Spencer said, looking at me with confusion as I walked into our dorm room.
"Well, her shift ended and she drove me back," I said, shrugging. "She lives on the top floor, you know."
Spencer raised an eyebrow and just looked back down at the computer screen that she always seemed to be looking at. "Damn it!" she yelled suddenly. "I am going to kill that bitch!"
I smirked. "Aria?"
"Two points! Two points higher than me!" Spencer exclaimed.
"You'll live," I stated, rolling my eyes.
Spencer glared at me. "Okay, I know that she's Emily's bestie or whatever, but I have to do something about this."
"What are you going to do?" I demanded, raising an eyebrow. There wasn't much that I would be able to do about it, let alone Spencer. It wasn't like she was going to force Aria to do bad in her class.
Spencer huffed, brushing some of her hair out of her face. "Nothing," she growled.
"But anyway, yeah, Emily and her friends are off limits," I stated the reminder.
Spencer just looked back up at me. "So, did you fall apart when you talked to her?"
"Let's just say that I did a pretty good job of making myself look a lot more confident than I actually was," I said, sitting down on my bed. "Though I'm pretty sure she noticed that I was nervous."
"Well good, wouldn't you rather her know that you have to ability to feel?" Spencer pointed out, and I shot her a glare that she didn't see; she was already looking back down at her laptop.
"By the way," I said, "Emily's friends don't know that I'm going out with her on Friday. So whatever you do, don't mention it to Aria."
"She's not telling her best friends?" Spencer asked, raising her eyebrows.
"I don't blame her. Her friends aren't the biggest fans of me," I reminded my best friend, sighing.
"Well, Emily stopped hating you, right?" Spencer reasoned, and I just shrugged in response.
"I'm going to head to the bathroom," I said, grabbing some stuff and leaving the dorm. I shook Emily out of my head as I headed into the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed.
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I didn't see Ali on Thursday, just like I didn't see her on Tuesday, and come Friday, I was starting to feel very nervous about our date tonight. I almost wanted to just tell Aria who I was going out with and then talking to her about how nervous I was, but I didn't see that ending well. Plus, she was just as nervous about her second date with Ezra.
In fact, we both spent the afternoon in our dorm room, going through Aria's dresser so that she would have the perfect outfit. I'd already had mine ready, just some tight skinny jeans and my new blue blouse. It was simple.
When Aria finally picked her outfit, we both changed into our date attire. Hers was spunky and cool like all of her outfits.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My skinny jeans fit my perfectly, and in my opinion, they made my ass look super good. Aria must've seen me checking myself out, because she asked, "Trying to impress this girl?"
"Maybe," I answered, hoping that I didn't sound too nervous. "Do I look okay?"
"You look gorgeous, Em," Aria answered.
"Thanks," I said, flashing her a smile. "So do you."
"Oh, it's six thirty!" Aria exclaimed suddenly. "I've got to go, Ezra's waiting outside."
"Okay. See you tonight… or maybe tomorrow," I said, giving her a pointed look. She grinned at me and left the dorm. I sighed and looked back at myself in the mirror. I wasn't exactly sure if I was supposed to meet Alison somewhere or what, because wasn't she standing just two floors below me?
Then I got a text that answered that question.
From Ali- Meet me in front of the building at seven. I'm driving. (:
I felt a smile appear on my face as I read the text.
To Ali- Got it. (:
Suddenly, I got a Face time call from Hanna. Knowing better than to decline, I answered. Hanna's face appeared on my phone screen. "Girl, let me see your outfit!" she exclaimed. I laughed at her and switched the camera so that it was facing the mirror. "Wow, you look hot. I guess you're trying to impress this mystery girl?"
"She's not a mystery girl," I insisted, chuckling.
"She is to me!" Hanna exclaimed. "Don't worry, though, if she likes booty, she's totally going to be all over you."
My eyes widened a little bit and my cheeks flushed pink. "Thanks," I said, flipping the camera back around so that she was looking at my face.
"Nervous?" she wondered.
"Maybe a little," I answered.
"Do you know where you two are going? Did she ask you out, or did you ask her out?" Hanna asked.
"She asked me out, and no I don't know. I would assume the Grille, but I don't know," I answered. "Where are Aria and Ezra going, by the way?"
"Why, are you afraid that she might see you out with your mystery girl?" Hanna asked with a smirk. I narrowed my eyes at her, and she rolled hers. "They're going to some fancy restaurant, don't worry. You probably won't run into her. Oh! Let me see your shoes!" I rolled my eyes and turned the camera downward so that she could see my shoes. "Flats? Really?"
"Hey," I snapped, "they match my outfit, okay? I'm not going to wear four inch heels."
"Why?" Hanna asked. Leave it to her to ask why I didn't want to wear heels. Hanna probably slept in her heels.
"Hanna, the girl I'm going out with is already like an inch shorter than me. I'm not going to wear heels," I stated, shaking my head at her.
"Well, what if she wears heels?" Hanna demanded.
"Then she'll be a couple inches taller than me," I said, shaking my head at the blonde. "I have to finish getting ready. I'll text you when I'm back tonight."
"Okay. I'm looking forward to hearing all about this girl tomorrow!" Hanna said, and then the call ended.
"Trust me, you'll be much less excited when you hear about her," I muttered to myself as I continued to look at myself in the mirror. I fluffed my hair a little and then found myself date ready. Smiling at myself in the mirror one last time, I checked that I had my phone and then grabbed my purse before heading out the door. It was time for my date with Alison DiLaurentis.
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