~LONG AUTHOR'S NOT WARNING! DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU'RE BORED AND ALONE! LIKE ME...~

So I've done quite a lot since I've last written to you people. A lot of stuff with my friend V. But not a lot of writing. So, obviously, I'm writing now.

Thanks for all the reviews. There were over 20, so here's your well-deserved chapter. A day late. Sorry. A lot of you say that you love my author's notes. Which I find cool, because I pour my heart and soul into these things. Obviously.

I wish I had something creative and interesting to say here.

-A peek into my personal life-

I could tell you all about the hot guys who were hitting on us. But that'll probably bore you... BUT IT WAS SO CRAZY AWESOME! And, you want to know WHY there were so many guys hitting on us? Well, mainly me. V had barely gotten dressed and didn't put on make up. SHE'S STILL GORGEOUS THOUGH! (Sorry, just had to put that in there. She might read this.) But, because I got this awesome new shirt and awesome new sun-glasses! XD

-End of my personal life, which, suddenly, got a lot better-

I don't know what to do about the POV! Some like first person, some don't. So... I think I'm going to divide it half and half. But only because I think first person is better for the beginning. But then I'll probably stick to the way I started with. It's easier to respect when it's in third person.

Now, this chapter is really short and, frankly, quite pathetic. I am so sorry about that. But without this chapter, there could be no next chapter. So, yeah. But, hey, good news! I decided that you guys deserve to know when I'm posting a chapter. SOOO... I'll post a new chapter of this story every Wednesday and Saturday at 6pm. Sooo, if it's a Saturday or Wednesday, and it's 6, and you're bored, come check out this story!

Now, what you've ALL been WAITING for... The... CHAPTER! YAYYY!

Oh, and umm, there's one teensy, weensy little Jason part in this chapter. It'll stand out, I promise.

Read and enjoy my fellow PLL lovers!

I ducked my head and opened the door, immediately relieved at the sudden warmth that slowly sank into my body. Being out of the wind and cold felt so nice.

You know, until you lift your head and see your mother standing there, tapping her foot and looking, to say the least, quite angry.

"Where have you been?" she asked.

I desperately searched through my mind for a good excuse, but only a mildly good one came.

"I'm sorry, Mom," I told her. I wasn't lying yet, not yet, I truly was sorry. "Me and Spencer were painting each other's nails and I lost track of time."

Two truths and a lie. Let's hope, this time, that she doesn't guess the lie.

"Then why isn't there polish on your nails."

Oh, Jeez.

"It's clear polish, mom."

She sighed.

"I'm sorry. You know I don't want to be that kind of mom. I do trust you. I just worry, that's all."

We shared a nice smile, a nice hug, and then she gave me a nicely suspicious look.

"Where'd you get that shirt from?" she asked me. My heart started beating 100 miles per hour, but I tried to act calm. I had forgotten about the shirt!

"Why?"

"I, I swear I've seen Ez- I mean, Mr. Fitz wear that shirt before. I remember because I had accidentally spilled coffee on it... right... there."

Her eyes squinted as she pointed to a small, light coffee stain on the shirt that I hadn't noticed.

"I got it from Spencer," I blurted, panicked. "And I spilled coffee on it at breakfast."

"You don't drink coffee."

"I know," I lied. This next sentence I said in parts, making it up as I went. "I was just trying it, the coffee, and I was so shocked by the bad taste that I freaked and spilled it all over my shirt. Spencer's shirt."

"Spencer has Men's clothing in her closet?" she asked. Of course she asked that. What mom wouldn't?

"Umm, it's the new fashion. Men's clothing on girls. Very popular."

"Hmm... I've never heard of that..."

"It's for younger girls."

She raised an eyebrow.

I had just insulted her age! I was trying to get out of trouble and I insulted her age! I might as well eat Ezra's cooking. There was no way out of this alive.

"And Hannah likes this style...?"

Tell Ezra I love him.

"No, uh, that's why she gave this shirt to me."

"Oh, I see..."

She squinted in the "thinking" way that mothers do.

"Well, I've got to go... do... stuff," I stupidly said, quickly turning and hopping up the stairs to my room.

I closed the door and walked towards my laptop, thinking of apartments I had seen in Pitsburg for me and Ezra to live in, because I might not be living here much longer.

THIRD PERSON

"Time to eat, Aria!" Ella called upstairs to her daughter. She had no idea what was up with Aria, but when Aria would tell her when she was ready.

Aria clicked "send" on the email she wrote to Ezra and slowly walked downstairs. Hopefully her mom was through with all the questions.

(Here we start a really weird, highly unrealistic, but very revengeful scene. It's purely hypothetical, and won't impact the story at all. So you can skip it if you want. But I wouldn't XD)

The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Aria called to her mom, running to the front door.

She opened it and was surprised to see Jason standing on her porch. He was holding a box of chocolates and a rose.

"Aria," he said, sounding all creepy-like, "I love you. Marry me and have three children with me."

Aria looked him up and down. Did she start making out with Jason like she does in the promos? NO. BECAUSE SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND.

So Aria slapped him.

Hard.

He staggered a bit, stumbling backwards.

"Get out of my house, fool!" Aria told him, slamming the door.

Whether or not Jason survives no one knows. Nor cares.

(I'm such a nice person :) End of really weird, but awesome, scene.)

The smell of pork chops guided her to the kitchen. There were also sweet potatoes, rolls and chicken. All steaming, buttery and delicious.

She sat down and tried to avoid her mother's eyes.

"So, Aria," Byron said, breaking the silence and grabbing a roll, "How was Spencer's?"

"Uh, good," Aria lied. Two parents in one night. What a record. "Eh, where's Mike?"

"He... couldn't make it," Ella said, her mouth slanted and her eyes down.

Aria shook her head. Why was Mike always gone? Was he always stealing? Was there a reason?

"We told him that this dinner was mandatory," Byron said angrily, stabbing his pork chop, "He decided that it wasn't."

"Well aren't you going to go looking for him?" Aria asked, concerned.

"We've talked to the police already," Ella told her, trying to keep calm.

"The police? Again?" Aria asked, astonished. "He's going to seem like a full out criminal. Especially if he's doing something bad."

Byron cleared his throat.

"Well, if he's doing something bad, it's best that we find him and put an end to it," Byron told her.

"Enough about Mike," Ella changed the situation quickly. "I have some exciting news. We're taking a class field trip over to the college that your father and Mr. Fitz are teaching at. I know I told you to call him Ezra, but for this field trip you should probably call him Mr. Fitz."

"Okay, mom," Aria said. That'll make one school day a whole lot more eye appealing. And dangerous. "Sounds fun. What are we doing there?"

"Well, the college agreed to have some of the professors and workers walk you kids around campus. Show you what it's like to live at a college. Teach you about the classes you'd be able to take," Ella explained.

Aria nodded and Byron started talking about the college too. Her parents went on and on about how wonderful the campus was and what a great variety of classes they had to offer. Aria barely focused, though. In her mind, she was plotting ways to get alone time with one of the teachers...


Ezra stepped out of the bathroom and walked to his desk. He went to the gym earlier, and he had just showered.

He opened his email, deleted all the spam and looked at the five emails from people he knew.

Hello, Ezra. You have 5 new messages.

From Subject

Mom R U STILL SINGLE?

Hollis College Rosewood Field Trip

Mom Re: FIND A GIRL!

Aria Miss You

Mom Fwd: How to get a girlfriend

Ezra shook his head and deleted the emails from his mom. Soon enough he'd be able to tell her that he actually had a girlfriend.

Then he clicked on the email from Aria. Read it three times over, gobbling up every word. She'd have to come back to his apartment soon.

Then he clicked on the one from work. He debated whether ot not the field trip would be a good thing or a bad thing. But then he figured, any day I get to spend extra time with Aria is a good thing.

So he closed his laptop, made some macaroni and cheese, and watched some TV. He wasn't really paying attention to the show though. In his head, he was plotting out ways to spend some alone time with one of the students from Rosewood...

No time for a long author's not because I've GOT TO GO! AHH.

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