A/N: It's official…I'm a bad person. But…I'm here now, right? And thanks for the lovely reviews, from ROSE & ShineYourOwnWay. They were greatly appreciated!

I don't own PLL.

The Homecoming Hangover

I hummed to myself as I walked into Aria's room. Hannah had long gone, and I felt bored now. I was still irritated that I couldn't remember anything about last night, but I was trying not to let it get to me. Let Toby get to me.

Mom was in there, handing Aria a box with a red bow wrapped around it. "Hey, who's that for?" I asked curiously. I hope it wasn't from Ezra…because then Aria wouldn't shut the hell up about it.

I didn't know how I felt about those two. I was OK with it; it was just irritating how everything was about him. And the fact that he didn't seem to know what he wanted.

"Aria," Mom answered back. "Are you OK? Do you need anything? You should be resting." She pushed.

"Mom, I'm fine. I just need to relax- and the only thing that'll make me do that is messing with Aria…" I said, and she snickered while my twin glared at me.

"Good to see you back to normal." She muttered. I just grinned cheekily at her, no doubt showing the one dimple I had in my left cheek.

Mike stopped just outside the doorway, gazing at me wearily. "Are you alright? You're not going to throw up or anything, are you?"

"I got hit in the head, not the stomach virus, you idiot!" I rolled my eyes at my brother's stupidity. He just shrugged. "You never know. Anyway, Dad's dropping me off for the game. Should I save you a seat?" Mike asked nervously.

Aria and I exchanged glances. I hoped my mother would say yes, for the sake of Mike's happiness.

Mom gave out a sigh. "Uh…honey, I think I'm gonna have to miss this one.'' She said quietly.

His face fell. "Whatever…" He sighed, walking away slowly. I put my face in my hands, shaking my head. I felt so bad for the poor kid. Dammit, Dad!

"You don't have to sit with Dad," Aria spoke up, and I glanced at my mother hopefully.

"Yes, but that would look worse than not going at all, wouldn't it?" She responded before turning around and walking out of my twin's room. I turned to my sister, eager to see who the flowers were from.

She took the card off, a huge smile on her face. Then she frowned. "Who is it?" I asked. She sighed in disappointment. "Sean.''

I burst out laughing.