This is a Twilight and Pretty Little Liar's crossover. Normal pairings - all human. It's a little OOC, some harsh language.

Disclaimer-I do NOT own ANYTHING of Twilight OR Pretty Little Liar's-this is all Stephenie Meyer and Sara Shepard's.

PLEASE READ- Thanks for the reviews! I was really happy that you guys took the time to post some! And I'm really sorry for how short this chapter is! -ArikaCullen

Chapter 10- That's totally fab news!

Poor Alice, this is horrible. Rosalie thought as she volunteered to help the staff clean up this Alice-making-out-with-the-hot-new-student-teacher-printed-flyers mess, after school. I bet a certain stalker made all this happen. Rosalie raised an eyebrow at this thought –she had heard many rumours, obviously about Alice, and their cute new student teacher Mr. Whitlock. But Rosalie knew she couldn't think more of any guy than just their looks, because she had Trevor.

Trevor. She thought having endless fantasies with him as the lead role. Trevor! I have to go see what B was talking about. What could she mean "secret identity"? I bet she's lying –that bitch has the guts to stalk me. when she can just listen about me on the PA every day. Yuh-huh, Rosalie knew it and she wasn't afraid to admit that she was the second most honoured student of Jaywood High-second to Marianna, but Rose definitely worked hard for it. But she only ended up with the title as second –like always.

Rosalie thought-over and over, while slipping into her red Mercedes convertible on her way to New York New York's Bar and Grill. She parked into the small space between an old Audi and a white Bentley who sucked at parking –which she definitely knew was Trevor's car. She rolled her eyes wondering why and who he would be there with.

She walked into the restaurant, Frank Sinatra playing while she saw a messy head of blonde hair in one of the booths –obviously Trevor's hair. But of course he just wasn't alone, there was another exceptionally hot guy with him. He was just as tall as Trevor, with long black hair, hazel eyes, and tanned skin. Beep!

Hmm, who's that hot boy next to your hubby? Let's listen. –B

Rosalie looked back to the two boys, and sat to the booth beside theirs –she listened intently.

"Look you can't tell anyone about our little rendezvous'' okay?" It wouldn't have sounded wrong –if it wasn't coming from Trevor's mouth.

"Yeah-yeah sweet cheeks, we'll keep it our little secret, just you and me." Said a low nasal voice –too manly for a girl's voice.

"Ooh that sounds sexy coming from a sexy man, uh Jamie?" Trevor said seductively. Rosalie couldn't believe what she heard, it didn't seem real –Trevor gay? Maybe Trevor's been sending the texts and played a joke on her. But how would he know about Angela? How would he know about her anger management classes? How could he know anything?

Than a hot waiter came by to get her order –she got a slice of pizza, she was hungry. And who said spy's couldn't consume edible items while going undercover in her school uniform and act all covert by pressing her ear against the seat that separated her from her boyfriend?

"After this, we can have this total fab time decorating my new condo!" The nasal one squealed.

"Can't wait… ah –hottie at 4 o'clock." Trevor warned. A little squeal came from the nasal one, "Don't talk about other women or men around me! I am your boyfriend! You would think you know by now." Rose's eyes widened –he was… bi-sexual?! No way!! Rose thought "Rosalie Hale dating bi-sexual!" wonderful headline the parents would just love that.

She quickly stood up and told the waiter loudly, "Cancel my order, I've lost my appetite."

Trevor looked up at her, his eyes wide with shock and surprise covering his face, "R-rosalie?" Rosalie smiled a sickly sweet smile, "We're over."

Words that have been repeated through almost more than a century, ending all types of relationships –and though it may have seemed like a lame way to end things, but to Rosalie, it was the hardest words to speak. She really thought she loved him –that they had a future, had a life. Turns out, she was wrong.

Tears spilled over blurring her 20-20 vision running to her car and speeding out of there. She needed to call someone she knew she could trust, so they could pig out on bubblegum ice cream, and chips, jug down Monster-her favourite energy drink, and cry about the most silly things, while watching chick flicks.

But there were just too many people she couldn't trust. The only person she was able to run to for a shoulder to cry on, for them to listen –other than Blaire, was Bella.

"Uh… hi." A tall bulky boy with short black curly hair, and childish dimples, around Rosalie's age greeted.

Rosalie smiled despite her tears she blubbered, "He-hi, is B-Bella there?"

"No, sorry –she went out with some dude. She'll be back soon though. I'm her big brother Emmett." He shook her hand.

"Uh… I'm Rosalie. Look can I stay and wait for her than?"

"Sure." Emmett nodded, he cleared the way allowing her to go inside, she walked in and waited.

PLEASE REVIEW!! Again I'm really sorry for how short this chapter is. BUT the next chapter is very --interesting. Let's just say it leads to some encounters, which leads to answers of... shall I say "questions"? But it's all in time my little pretties --all in time. But time could just swish by, IF you post reviews!! 'Cause I have more chapters to post! I can't wait to post them, but I won't--until I see some reviews -PLEASE!! Thank you :) -ArikaCullen