"Hey, Aria." Emily said sitting down beside her friend.
"Hey, Em. How was Texas?" Aria asked, not having seen her friend since before she left for her trip.
"It was good, my dad's doing well, I was happy to see him…where's Hanna?"
"She's on her way...is Spencer going to be joining us?"
"Unfortunately, No. She has some last minute club meeting or something."
"French club?" Aria asked.
"French club, Spanish club, chess club, key club, who knows?...Keeping up with Spencer's extracurricular activities is a full-time job." Emily laughed.
"I guess you're right." Aria chuckled. "How is everything between you two, anyway?"
"Everything's great...did you have a good time at the art gallery with her?"
"Oh my God, I had the best time! I can't believe she got my painting featured." Aria said. "That was totally amazing."
"I know. I was so excited when she told me. I was dying to tell you, but she wanted it to be a surprise." Emily said as she looked at her phone, noticing that she had a new Facebook notification.
"Text message?" Aria asked.
"Facebook." Emily replied.
Emily read the notification aloud. "Spencer Hastings wrote on your wall."
"What does it say?" Aria asked.
"I love you." Emily said reading the three small words aloud.
"Aw. She writes on your wall just to say that she loves you. That's too cute. I'm so 'liking' that post." Aria said grabbing her phone and logging into her own Facebook account.
Emily looked up from her phone, noticing that Hanna was approaching them.
"Hey guys." Hanna said, sitting down beside Emily.
"Hey Hanna." Aria and Emily said in unison.
"Holy crap" Hanna exclaimed staring at the obvious bruise on Emily's neck.
Knowing what Hanna was referring to, Emily blushed and quickly covered the mark with her hand.
"It's nothing." Emily said.
"It doesn't look like nothing." Hanna smirked. "I know all about your wild side, Em."
"Hanna." Emily said sheepishly as she sunk down in her chair and blushed even more.
"Would you ever consider having a three-way?" Hanna asked. "Because I know a lot of girls who would kill to..."
"Of course not!" Emily cut her off. "Spencer's the only one I wanna be with."
"Hanna. How can you even ask her something like that? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What? I just thought she might be interested in trying something new and kinky. Seriously, Aria, you should see the scratches she left on Spencer's back." Hanna said.
"Han, seriously, leave her alone." Aria said, feeling embarrassed for Emily.
"Don't be shy, Em. You like it when Spencer manhandles you, don't you?" Hanna asked, putting her arm around Emily's shoulder.
"You don't have to answer that, Em." Aria said, reassuringly. "Look Hanna, Spencer may be comfortable talking about this, but it doesn't mean Emily is."
"Stop being such a prude, Aria." Hanna said. "You're just jealous that while you're dreaming about it, Emily's doing it."
"I'm not a prude and I'm not jealous." Aria said. "I'm glad that Emily has a healthy sex life, but if she wants to keep it personal, that's her prerogative. What she likes to do in bed is between her and Spencer."
Emily sunk lower in her chair and covered her eyes with her hands. "Can we please just talk about something else." Emily begged.
"Sure, Em..." Aria said glaring at Hanna. "What time's your swim meet on Friday?"
"It's at five..." Emily said, looking down at her phone, noticing she had a new text from Spencer.
Hey. Can I see you before lunch is over?
Sure. :)
Meet me in the court yard?
Be there in 2 min.
Great.
Hanna watched as a smile began to creep across Emily's face.
"Is that Spencer?" Hanna asked smirking.
"No." Emily said, not wanting to give Hanna a chance to make another sexual comment.
"Yeah right."
"Fine. It's her."
"And...?"
"And she wants to see me before next period." Emily smiled as she stood up to leave.
Hanna smirked and opened her mouth to speak, but was silenced by Aria.
"Don't." Aria snapped as she kicked the blonde underneath the table.
"I'll see you guys later." Emily said as she turned and walked away.
Aria turned and watched Emily walk away. Once Emily was out of sight Aria turned back toward Hanna.
"Why do you have to be so crude with her?" Aria asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Why all the sexual remarks?"
"I'm just going by what Spencer tells me..."
"That's fine, but Emily's not Spencer, she's shy. It embarrasses her when you make blunt comments about her sex life." Aria said.
"Seriously, Aria? Like you didn't notice the huge hickey on her neck."
"Of course I noticed, I'm just tactful enough to not draw attention to it...look just try to tone it down a little, okay?"
"Okay, okay. Geez."
The next morning at school, Hanna noticed Aria seemed a little sluggish.
"Hey, Aria. You okay? You look tired."
"I look tired? Thanks for politely telling me that I look like crap." Aria said, sarcastically.
"That's not what I meant...you just literally look like you didn't get enough sleep."
"You're right. I didn't sleep much. Three hours at most."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. It's just these dreams that keep me up."
"You're still having sex dreams?"
"Yeah." Aria groaned. "I don't know why it keeps happening."
"Was it about Mr. Fitz?"
"How many times do I have to tell you, call him Ezra."
"Fine. Was your dream about Ezra?" Hanna said in a mocking tone.
"No."
"It wasn't about Jason, again was it? He's so gross and creepy."
"It wasn't Jason."
"Well who was it about then?"
"I can't tell you. It's too embarrassing."
"Come on, just tell me, I won't judge."
"Yes you will."
"I swear I won't. Tell me. Please." Hanna begged.
"Hanna, I can't."
"Please."
"No!"
"Pretty please?"
"No!"
"Come on, just tell me. You know you want to."
"Fine. It was about Spencer, okay." Aria snapped, immediately regretting telling Hanna.
Hanna's eyes widened. "Holy shit."
Hanna couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. "What were you doing in the dream?
"What do you think, Hanna?" Aria said sarcastically. "I woke up in the middle of the night half naked, covered in sweat with my hand in between my legs."
Hanna laughed again.
"Oh my God. Does Spencer know?"
"Yeah, Hanna." Aria said sarcastically. "I just casually walked up to her this morning and said 'oh hey Spence, nice weather we're having...oh and by the way, last night, I may have masturbated in my sleep, while fantasizing about you. No big deal though.'"
Hanna immediately burst out laughing.
"Seriously, shut up. It's not funny." Aria snapped.
"You're right, it isn't...it's hilarious, actually." Hanna said, unable to contain her laughter.
"I hate you."
"Relax, Aria, it's okay, Spencer's hot."
"I'm not gay."
"I know you're not."
"I didn't mean for it to happen."
"Aria, really, it's fine. You can't control your dreams," Hanna said.
"This is all your fault, you know."
"What? How is it my fault?"
"You had to talk non stop yesterday about Emily and Spencer having sex..."
"Sure. If that's your story, I'm happy to stick to it."
"I hate you so much. I never should've told you."
"Seriously, relax. It's not that weird...I'm not gay either, but I've fantasized about Spencer before."
"You have?"
"A few times. Not recently, but it's happened..."
"How am I supposed to face her, now?"
"You better figure it out. Here she comes." Hanna said, noticing Spencer approaching them.
"Hey guys." Spencer said.
"Hey, Spence." Hanna replied.
Aria immediately averted her eyes to the floor to avoid eye contact with the tall brunette.
"Aria?" Spencer said.
"Yeah?"
"You okay?"
"I'm fine...I gotta go. See you guys later." Aria said as she hurried off down the hall.
"What's with her?" Spencer asked looking confused.
"Beats me." Hanna lied.
"Okay. Well Emily's got swim practice late again tonight and my hockey practice is canceled. You wanna go somewhere for coffee after school?"
"Sure."
"Cool. I'll meet you at your locker after eighth period."
When school finally ended for the day, Spencer went to Hanna's locker, as promised. There she met both Hanna and Aria.
"Hey Aria...you coming with Hanna and I for coffee?" Spencer asked. "On me."
Aria's eyes widened. "What?" She said, nervously, completely misinterpreting the two words, 'on me,' in Spencer's previous sentence.
"The coffee. It's on me, you know as in, I'll pay for it." Spencer said.
"The coffee, of course. Idiot." Aria whispered to herself, realizing her mistake.
"Did you just call me an idiot?" Spencer asked.
"No, no, no, not you. Me. Sorry Spence."
"So are you in or what?" Hanna asked.
"I uh...I've got a lot of homework..."
"Come on, Aria. Your homework can wait an hour," Hanna said.
"Okay. Fine. Let's go." Aria said.
When they got to the coffee shop, Aria and Hanna sat down at a table in the corner of the room, while Spencer went to order their drinks.
"One for you." Spencer said placing a cup in front of Hanna.
"Thanks."
"And one for you." Spencer said placing another cup in front of Aria.
"Thanks, Spence." Aria said, with her eyes glued to the table, avoiding Spencer's gaze.
"Aria?" Spencer said as she sat down, across from her friends.
"Yeah?"
"You sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I couldn't help but notice, that you seemed like you were trying to avoid me this morning." Spencer said. "That and the fact that you won't look me in the eyes...did I do something wrong?"
"No. Of course not."
"Well what is it then? I showered today, so I don't think I smell bad, do I?
"No...not at all."
"Speaking of showers, Aria sure could have used a cold one last night." Hanna chuckled.
"Shut up, Hanna." Aria said elbowing the blonde hard in the ribs.
"Okay. I'm officially lost." Spencer said, looking confused.
"Just tell her Aria, you'll feel better."
"Tell me what?" Spencer asked.
"Seriously, Hanna. Stop talking, like now."
"It's not a big deal, just tell her."
"Aria. Look at me." Spencer said.
Aria slowly lifted her head to meet Spencer's soft, dark and currently, confused eyes.
"Whatever it is, you can tell me."
Aria sighed. "Look Spence, last night I sorta had..."
"You had what?" Spencer asked, looking sympathetically at her friend.
"I had a..."
"For God's sake." Hanna complained. "Spencer. Aria's all bent out of shape because she had some super hot wet dream about you, last night. There I said it." Luckily there were no other people sitting near the threesome, as they almost certainly would have heard Hanna's declaration.
"Jesus, just tell the whole world, Hanna." Aria said.
"What? You weren't going to say it."
Spencer choked on her coffee.
"Um...what?" She narrowed her eyebrows.
"Great. Now she's pissed. Thanks a lot, Hanna." Aria said quickly looking away from Spencer.
"I'm not pissed." Spencer said, reassuringly.
"You aren't?" Aria asked.
"No. I'm more surprised than anything."
"Look, Spencer. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen. It was an accident, I swear."
"Well, I suppose I'll just have to try to be less sexually appealing." Spencer laughed.
"Spence, please don't joke. This isn't funny at all." Aria said, as she buried her face in her own hands.
"I'm sorry…this is really bothering you, isn't it?"
"Of course it is. You're my best friend..."
"Aria, erotic dreams are a perfectly normal part of life. It's really not that big of a deal." Spencer said. "I've had them...actually I still have them, pretty frequently."
"About Emily?" Aria asked, shyly.
"Usually...but not always. Sometimes a dream is just a dream. It doesn't always need to have a deeper meaning."
"You promise you aren't mad?"
"I swear, I'm not mad. I'm actually flattered."
"I told you she wouldn't care." Hanna said.
"Would you mind if we didn't tell Emily about this?" Aria asked.
"I won't tell her." Spencer said.
"Thanks, Spence, I appreciate it."
"No problem...I do have one question though."
"What is it?" Aria asked.
"In your dream...was I at least, good?"
Aria laughed, finally finding the humor in the situation.
"Yeah...you were."