Nothing belongs to me and never will.

COULD WE START AGAIN, PLEASE?

SPENCER'S POV

School hasn't been the same.

Alison came back about a week after we returned. We tried to make things go back to the way they were but it's hard to do with everyone staring and talking.

Plus with all the drama I took some time off. The others kept going. Today I'm returning and for once I can say I'm not that happy to be at school.

"Oh hey, you came" Emily says as I approach Aria's locker.

"Yeah." I mumble.

"You okay, Spence?" Aria asks.

"Okay as I'll ever be" I sigh.

Just then I hear a familiar voice and I squeeze my eyes shut.

"Why is she here?!" I groan.

"Her daughter goes here too." Hanna reminds me.

"Hello Spencer," Jessica DiLaurentis smiles as she stops beside me, "and hello Emily, Hanna and Aria." she acknowledges their presences.

"Hi Mrs. DiLaurentis." they all mumble.

"Hi." I say as I unlock my locker.

She ignores my attitude and continues to talk.

"Your father and I want you to come over, we can all have dinner together and discuss this all maturely."

"Maturity huh? I didn't even think you knew what that word meant, considering nothing you have done was mature!" I yell, "The letter back and forth to my dad, on his wedding day! Are you kidding?"

"Spencer, calm down." she starts panicking, noticing people are listening now.

"Why? Because the perfect Jessica DiLaurentis can't be seen getting yelled at in public right? Well, news flash," I slam my locker shut, "You ain't perfect, you are far from it and everyone deserves to know!" I storm off.

But of course she follows me outside.

"Do you like it knowing you tick me off?" I yell when I turn around and face her.

Just hear me out please" she begs.

"You liked putting your relationship with my father out there don't you?"

"Spencer" she begs as she sits.

I sigh and sit down, wanting to here whatever she has to say that can possibly make this better.

"Your father and I had a long history. We were in the same class since grade 5 and then is grade 7 I just went through a bunch of changes, puberty you know and Peter and I started hanging out more. By the end of that year we dated and it lasted till grade 11. Yes we had our ups and downs but we loved each other. In grade 11 we went on a trip. It was to an acting thing, because as Peter and everyone else who knew me, knew that I wanted to be a actress, they made us play roles. And I got the role as this girlfriend and whatever, I told them I had a boyfriend and couldn't kiss another guy but the instructor shrugged and said that's part of the show business. Married people still do love scenes with random people so I should be able to kiss someone. And that someone was Kenneth, who was on the same football team as Peter. They weren't biddies but they hung out on sports related things. I was going to tell Peter as soon as we got back home but someone decided to post the video on Facebook, back when it was first made and everyone used it. He was mad and he broke up with me. Getting close with Veronica, who had a crush on him. They started dating and I was hurt so I went on to Kenneth. We occasionally saw each other here and there because, well we loved each other and should've never been separated, a stupid misunderstanding broke us up. We should've always been together. And it sucks that Kenneth and Veronica are stuck in the middle of this, but they did sort of get in the middle of two souls that belong together." she explains.

I want to rip her head off but take this as my chance to ask about Mary.

"Tell me about Mary Drake, she is your twin so you should be able to give me the most information on her."

The smile drops from her face, "I don't like talking about her."

"Why? Come in, you owe it to me, I listened to you tell me about you and my father, I heard your side of the story, the least you can do is tell me about my birth mother."

She sighs, knowing I'm right.

"Her and I were close as kids but she changed, it's like she always wanted to be me, she went crazy and was locked up. After we moved she was allowed home for good behavior and some how everyone believed she was me and I was her, because she was holding my J ring. She pretended to be me from grade 2 to grade 4. Finally our parents found out the truth and locked her up again. When we were in grade 9 she was allowed out. She hated me after all I did was tell the truth. We were practically enemies and she always tried so hard to get me in trouble and to frame me for things. After high school we went to college where she tried to burn down my dorm room. They locked her up at Radley and she was in and out of there. Allowed out on good behaviour always managed to cause trouble without the Radley board finding out and they continued to let her out. So finally I took courses and classes that would allow me to be on the board after she pulled the stunt on Peter and I mad sure she could never harm anyone again. She's dangerous and crazy Spencer, I advice you to stay away."

The bell rings.

I look at her shocked.

"Um...well.. Thank you for that, I had no idea, and I'm sorry, I have to get to class." I mumble as I stand up

"Wait!" She calls, "Will you be joining us for dinner?"

"Um... We'll see." I say before walking off.

I head to my class but am unable to focus thinking about my birth mother, is that why I'd always lashed out at Melissa? Is that why I got addicted to drugs?