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Warning: LANGUAGE

Same night as last chapter

"Aria? Is something bothering you?" Ezra asked his clearly-distracted-girlfriend.

"Is Rachel really your sister?" Aria blurted out, unable to keep it to herself anymore. She had thought about it since she noticed the blonde's accent, but nothing seemed to fit together – of course, unless, Rachel wasn't Ezra's sister – an ex, maybe?

The small brunette's heart pounded as she waited her for her boyfriend's reply.

"Did-… did she say something?" Ezra asked nervously.

"No… no… it's not that… it's just…" Aria trailed off, not knowing how to bring it up.

"I do assure you, though; she is my sister by birth…" Ezra smiled lovingly at his girlfriend.

"Why does she have… and accent?" Aria asked, not knowing how to exactly 'ease into the question'.

"Oh," Ezra dragged the word, "she doesn't live in the US."

"Oh?" Aria questioned. That explained everything… sort of… "Where does she live?"

"In the UK – she's attending Petroc college there…"

"I thought she was only turning 18?" Aria was as confused as hell.

"You finish school at 16 then college 'till 18, and only then, university." Ezra chuckled, watching Aria's facial expression change a million times.

"Right," Aria dragged on the word, her memory bringing back feint memories of the UK's education system.

But she had something else on her mind, and little did she know, so did Ezra.

Emily sat on her bed, throwing her neck back in frustration because of the thing that had happened before dinner.

"I... I don't know. Alright? I don't know. I don't know what feels right anymore-" Emily was cut off by a pair of lips landing on hers. She felt instant butterflies in her stomach, fluttering away. She didn't want the moment to end. She wanted it to last forever.

And, it did feel right.

After a good few seconds, Maya pulled away.

"Did that feel right?" she softly asked, looking to Emily's eyes.

Her parents were out for the night – her mom wanted to take Emily along, but the swimmer excused herself from the event, claiming that her parents could use some time alone to catch up. Mom had reluctantly agreed.

Emily walked to the living room and switched on the TV.

"And I say this… because… because I am gay…"

Emily's eyes grew wide and she quickly switched the entertainer off, breathing quite heavily. She had just witnessed Ellen Page come out – to the public.

But after a few seconds – once her breathing had subsided, she switched on the telly.

"And I say this… because… because I am gay… And I say this… because I am gay…"

Strangely, the scene kept on replaying. And replaying… and replaying… and replaying…

Realisation hit Emily as her phone chimed.

Now isn't that a nice way to come out of the little closet you're hiding in?

Love, xoxo

-A

The colour drained from her face as she realised that A had been in their house at some point, programming the TV to replay that scene over. She felt sick to her stomach.

A was going to haunt her for, literally, the rest of her life… well, until she came out… which wasn't an option.

But our swimmer decided that she wasn't going to have this bitch of a devil ruin her life.

No.

"Aria, why did you get so… somewhat mad at me when I walked into class today?" Ezra curiously asked. He had been really confused earlier that day, when he came back into class with a coffee in his hand – his first drink in hours from marking essays – and Aria had had tears in her eyes, and had just stormed out .

"Oh… I… I saw your resignation letter…" The small brunette replied sheepishly, looking at the floor.

"And why would that trigger you?" Ezra was still confused.

"I… I thought you… you were trying to leave me and the baby behind," Aria said, tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes.

"Aria!" Ezra used that melting tone of his – literally, any girl would melt on the spot – like Olaf would have…

"I know, it was stupid of me to think of that, and I'm really-" Aria was rambling on and Ezra couldn't resist anymore.

He leaned in and hushed her lips with his very own.

Of course, our lucky, petite brunette responded immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Ezra pulled away, looking into her eyes. They were frozen in time, and all was well until a very familiar someone excused herself.

The blonde cleared her throat, staring at the couple, smirking. Ezria jumped apart, both blushing as red as a monkey's butt…

"I'm back, Ezra," Rachel said, giggling at the couple's reaction.

"I noticed that, Ray." Ezra was clearly embarrassed to have been walked on by his 'still-minor' sister. Rachel had been to visit their mother, despite the English-teacher's disapproval.

"Mum asked me to say 'hi' to you…" The tall blonde pushed her glasses up, knowing it was awkward to talk about their mother to her older brother.

"That's… uh… great…" Ezra said, fake enthusiasm present in his voice.

Boy, he really didn't like his mother…

"Hello?" The voice on the other side of the line said.

"Hi Maya… It's… it's Emily…" The athlete didn't know how to start this conversation.

"I sorta realised that, Em," said Maya, laughing. Man, she was always so much more calm and outgoing than Emily was.

"Are you… are you busy? Like now?"

"Um no… apart from homework, which I'm close to giving up on…" Maya's 'smirk' could be heard over the phone.

"Do you… do you want to do it together?" Like now?" Emily nervously asked. What was she going to say if Maya said 'no'?

"Sure! I'll be over in… 15?"

"No problem. See you…" Emily pressed 'end call'. Suddenly, she felt herself get nervous. Sweaty palms, faster breath… She looked a mess! She had to take a shower! Dress up! Put some make-up on-… whoa…

Emily tried to calm her nerves. 'Calm down, she's only a friend'.

However much she tried to convince herself, it just simply didn't work.

At last, the doorbell rang.

It rang.

"Where are you planning to go? I mean like a job…" Aria asked Ezra once Rachel had gone to her guestroom – she claimed she was jet-lagged and needed her rest.

"I… I didn't fill you in on a piece of information… Do you remember me telling you that your father visited me that night?"

"How could I forget…" Aria said sarcastically, sighing.

"Well, he reminded me that I was you teacher… And also your baby's father…" Ezra put on his smug face.

"Where are we going with this?" she winced.

"He offered me a job at Hollis." Ezra said that really fast, in one breath.

A shocked 'What?' was all that came out of his girlfriend's mouth.

Hanna was on her way upstairs, headed to retrieve a pair of boots that her mom had asked for. It was now quite dark, and you could hardly see anything without the lights on.

"Now where did I place those babies of mine…" Hanna muttered to herself as she pushed her bedroom door open. She froze when she realised something.

Something different.

There were lit candles, swaying in the darkness, and for a second, they soothed Hanna's broken heart.

Suddenly, in the background, slow-dance music started playing.

She could only think of one person who had done this.

"May I have this dance?" came a soft voice from the direct left of her.

The blonde turned round to face him, and facing him, brought all the memories flooding back to her – some, too good to remember, and others, too devastating.

It felt, as if almost nothing had changed. Nothing.

But everything had changed. Everything.

Hanna stood there, not really knowing what to do or what to stay. Caleb's eyes looked hopeful, but Hanna's mirrored a mixture of fear and confusion – he had ditched her, just like that. What if he did it again? And why was he coming back to her now?

Despite her brain's orders, the blonde's legs took her to where her former lover was standing, his arm, reached out.

Hanna took his hand, and the two started slow-dancing to the music that was playing.

It felt right.

In Emily's room, she and Maya sat on her bed, their bodies, facing each other, but their eyes, wandering elsewhere. Looking anywhere but at each other.

Finally, after a good 10 minutes, Maya spoke up.

"I get the feeling that you didn't call me here to do homework together…" Maya said, smirking.

"What? No, of course I want to do homework-… Yea, you're right…" Emily gave up on the act she was pulling.

"So what is the real reason why you called me?"

Emily desperately wanted to say 'I think I sorta like you too, Maya…' but no words came out of her mouth. She just sat there, looking like a fish that had swallowed air – mouth dangling open but nothing coming out of it.

Then, something took over the tall athlete's body – Emily literally jumped on Maya and kissed her. Maya, taken by surprise, just sat there.

As soon as the moment of shock wore off, Maya kissed back too.

"I… I think I wanna be with you," Emily said, breathing hard once the kiss had been broken.

Love had so many different shades. And for Emily, it showed a very different shade.

After a good few songs, Caleb couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I love you, Hanna. I really do," he said softly, afraid of what her answer was going to be.

"I… I love…" Hanna said.

Caleb smiled.

That's right – smiled. The corners of his lips had turned up.

Love was so unpredictable…