I'm so bad at this, aren't I? Why am I so slow at updating? (Don't answer that, rhetorical question.)

Plus, this show is out of season anyways so there's probably not many people reading this anymore.

But if you are… YOU ROCK! :D

I watched Ellen today. I've just go to say, she's awesome. I want to write a fanfiction about HER. Her shoe is so well done. Her editors and writers deserve one heck of a pat on the back.

And probably all the hundreds and thousands of dollars they make.

I just realized I wrote "shoe" instead of show there. Oops. I'm not going to change it though. Because it makes me chipper. (Like my word? It's from the thesaurus. Yes, they do still exist.)

Now, on to the cutest of Ezriaia, the amazingness of the story, and the hotness of Ian Harding.g.

Swoosh. Ding-ding-ding! Crunch. Snap. Talking. Talking. Talking.

The smell of kettle-corn, roasted nuts and dew-filled grass filled the air as Aria carefully walked around spilled sodas, candy wrappers, and the crowds of people. She and the girls were meeting up here at 2, but she came early so she could go to a certain stand run by a certain someone.

She checked her phone, just to be sure that she was looking for the right game. But according to the text from Ezra she was looking for the right thing: the Football Toss.

It made sense. He was one of the only men teaching at the college who didn't need an inhaler or an ambulance to bend over and pick up a football. Plus, he was pretty good at sports, Aria knew. Well, at least his abs said he was.

She had been here for the past ten minutes and neither the stand nor Ezra was anywhere to be found. For just being a fundraiser, this fair was top-notch, and really, really big. But it was only to be expected if it was a fair in the picture perfect town of Rosewood. It was times like these that Aria missed Iceland.

It definitely didn't help that the sun was beating down like they lived on the equator. There wasn't a single cloud to protect her from the heat. Although she wouldn't admit it, she did stop in the bathroom one of two times to make sure her makeup wasn't running and that her white and purple striped dress wasn't sticking. It was crazy what Ezra did to her.

She had tried to done down her outfit to a fair-like dress and cute, brown wedges. Of course, she was Aria, so she threw on an edgy belt and jewelry. Even though she wouldn't admit it, she looked extremely pretty, at least according to all the boys who had been staring at her for the past 10 minutes. She didn't notice, of course. She already had a boyfriend, one who was much handsomer, sweeter, and better than any of the other boys at the fair. Only, no one knew it.

Finally she found it, right next to the Ring Toss and the Wheel of Love. She walked up to the stand and looked at the game. There were three footballs and a sheet with a hole cut into it. It said if you threw one of the footballs into the hole you won a prize. But Aria didn't need any of the prizes, her prize was the person running the game, except he was no where to be found. Figuring Ezra was behind the flap at the back of the stand, she quietly walked back there, planning on surprising him.

"Hello, Ez-" she started, quickly stopping at the sight of an elder woman with glasses and a raised eyebrow staring questioningly at her. "Ez… cuse me. Excuse me ma'am, do you know where I could find an, um, toilet?"

"Ze porte pots," she replied heavily accented, still with a judgmental look on her face.

"Thanks," Aria said with a smile, turning on her heel and quickly walking out of the stand.

She angrily walked over to a bench under a tree, happy to be out of the sun, but angry that her boyfriend had completely lied to her.

She pondered whether she should call him or let him spend the afternoon alone. But before she could make up her mind, someone sat next to her. She tensed, preparing to get up and move, but in a second she recognized the smell of the cologne the person was wearing.

Without turning or looking, she said, out loud, "You weren't at the Football Toss."

"They let me out five minutes ago," Ezra Fitz told her, a smile in his voice.

"You couldn't have told me," she said, still looking away.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought I'd get some popcorn for my girlfriend. But if she doesn't want any, that's cool…"

Aria grinned and turned to face him.

"I think she'd love some," she told him, taking a single piece of popcorn from the bag, smiling as she chewed.

"I thought she might," Ezra said, a pleasant smirk on his face.

Aria leaned up to kiss him, her eyes glistening, then pulled back as they clouded with realization. She looked down.

"Right," she remembered.

Ezra looked at her sadly.

"Hey," he told her, "It won't be much longer. I promise. Come on. I only have 40 more minutes left. Let's go have some fun."

She looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled, "Only if you win me a bear…"

"I'll win you a hundred bears."

He was wrong, though. Over the course of the next half an hour they played tons of games, laughed a lot and had plenty of almost-kissed-but-not-really moments, but no bears were won.

"You are so bad at this," Aria told him with a laugh as he missed his last ring-toss.

"I swear these things are rigged," he said, looking at her as they walked away. "Or maybe I'm just distracted…"

"Stop trying to be cute until you win me something," she said, smiling in a way that made Ezra's heart melt.

"Why don't you try Miss Perfect?" he asked, with a smile.

But she didn't have time to think of a cute response because a few girls from Ezra's college came up behind him.

"Mr. Fitz!" they squealed. "We've been looking all over for you! Isn't the fair great?"

They were tall, blonde, and old. Much older than Aria, and much more qualified to date Ezra.

She moved her jaw to the right as he talked to and laughed with them. She was mad. She wanted to think that she was mad at the girls, but she wasn't. She was mad at herself. Why was she so stupid to think that they could act like a normal couple at a fair in Rosewood? There was no way. She was a student, he was a teacher; there was no hope for them in the realm of society.

She walked away, leaving him talking to the pretty, tall girls. Maybe her friends would be more fun to hang out with.

As she walked out of the fair gates, she felt her phone vibrate. Figuring it was Ezra wondering where she was, she picked it up. Her heart beat sped up when she realized who it was.

A.

But her heartbeat stopped when she saw the message.

Hadn't A gotten sick of this?

When would she leave her alone?

Aria ran to her car and shut the door, her foot stomping on the gas.

What she needed now was a warm bath and an escape from Ezra, A, and herself.

Wow. What a cliffy!

What was A's message?

Why is Aria so upset?

Oh, how I enjoy messing with people.

Unless they're murderers, of course.

Don't mess with murderers, my friends. They happen to be very unhappy people. Who definitely don't want to buy wrapping paper even though it's a crazy deal and the holidays are coming!

Not that I've tried it or anything… *cough cough*

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