AUTHOR'S NOTE

So again, I apologize for the 4 week wait. Have one word for you: school. So enjoy this one!

HANNA'S P. O. V

Caleb has gone missing and I haven't done anything. Not only is my boyfriend

missing, but my mom is dead. The only reason? Because she thought I died. I

should have gone home as soon as I came to Rosewood. This morning I decided

that I would visit Mona. Before I went to the cruise, Mona and I have gotten into

a major hissy fight. It was so retarded and I really want to talk it through; even

though she almost ruined my relationship between Caleb and the girls. I sat at

Aria's vanity, putting on some smoky grey eyeshadow when I heard a knock at

Aria's door. I swung my blond head around and found Byron Montgomery, Aria's

dad looking suspiciously at me.

"Hello Mr. Montgomery." I told him with a small smile.

"Hanna, I'm glad you're back. Everyone was sad after the cruise." said Byron.

"I know, I decided it would have been better if I stayed hidden." I explained.

"But it wasn't worth it. Because of that, my mom became suicidal and killed

herself. Oh how I wish I could take that back."

I gave him a slight smile and turned back around to the mirror to continue doing

my makeup.

"Well, I'm glad we can offer you a home for now. Will you be contacting your

father?" asked Byron; walking up to me.

"Um, yeah. Later tonight. I doubt he's around here though. He's probably across

the US right now." I told him with a sad sigh and rolled eyes.

I put down the eyeshadow palette and fixed my eyebrows with a pencil. I stood

up from the high black chair and escorted Byron out of the room to dress up.

I changed from sweats into a floral blouse, pale blue high wasted shorts and

black flip flops. I took my beachy waves out of my ponytail and threw them

around my shoulders. I then stared at my scar, the scar that Alison left me with

in Spain. I still felt the sharp pain stabbing in my shoulder; it felt as if the whole

world was crumbling into pieces. I exhaled, took my blue purse and walked out

the bedroom door.

"Hey, where are you going?" asked Aria as I came running down the stairs.

"Oh, I am just going to meet up with Mona." I told her.

"I know it's random but I thought I would just talk it through with her."

"Okay then. When will you be back?" asked Aria, opening the front door.

"About an hour, maybe two. I'll call you if I will be later, okay?" I asked.

Aria nodded and waved goodbye as I stepped out into the hot summer air.

-25 minutes later-

Walking in the silent summer streets of Rosewood is quite boring. Of course if you

haven't been 'fake dead' like me. As I walked through, many people gave me

smiles and hugs, but there were some that gave me dirty looks and slightly

shoved me with their shoulders. It was painful to go through, but I had to. Mona

said to meet her at Booster Juice, about 10 minutes away from my previous house

but about a half hour away from Aria's. So I had to walk more than I normally

would if I were to go to Booster Juice. Then I noticed the little building in the

left corner of my eye and quickly walked to it, almost melting in the hot sun.

I stepped inside to find Mona sitting in the corner of the place, carrying the latest

Coach handbag. She was wearing a floppy red hat, a sparkly sleeveless top with

a Peter Pan collar, a red skirt and some sort of high heels. She smiled widely once

she saw me, and I gave her a little smile back.

"Hi Mona." I said as I sat across from her.

"Hanna, I am so glad to see you. I thought you were dead." cried Mona.

"I get that a lot." I admitted.

"I was really meaning to talk to you-"

"Oh please Han. I completely understand about the whole thing that happened

before you left. What you need to hear is an apology; from me. I am truly sorry

for my behaviour a couple months back." Mona interrupted.

"I would take that back if I could."

"I am sorry for overreacting." I replied with a smile.

"Well, I'm glad that we sorted that out."

"Let's go get some juice!" said Mona.

I got in line before her and there was a little girl in front of me, ordering a snack

size Strawberry Sunshine for herself. I wondered if she was here alone; she looked

around the age of 6. She got her smoothie and left.

"What would you like today?" asked the worker woman.

"Um, can I have a regular sized Banana Beach with Go-Girl Booster?" I asked.

"Credit."

"Insert into here, and come to the side to get your smoothie." said the woman.

I paid with a credit card and waited for my smoothie. Once I got it, I looked to

the side. Mona was asking for samples, so I just gave her a couple minutes.

"Thanks for the free smoothie. I'm going to go now!" shouted Mona.

As she said that, she pulled my hand and we ran out the door.

"Mona! What the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked her.

"I didn't like it?" asked Mona with a funny smile.

"You can try more, that's not nice!" I cried.

"Oh gosh Han, please relax. We just made up." said Mona.

"I am aware of that, I just don't want you getting into trouble." I admitted.

"I won't, pinky promise." said Mona as she held up her manicured pinky.

I didn't cross my pinky with hers, nor did I look at her as we walked down the

street. Warm wind blew into my face making my large hoop earrings swing back

and forth, giving me an itch on my neck. I missed walking around here, hiding

in the forest was awful and challenging, it felt as if the entire world was looking

for me. But they gave up, they thought I died. It was awkward walking with Mona,

it was quiet almost too quiet. I sipped my Banana Beach smoothie with joy and

my mouth watered in between each sip.

"Look Hanna, I honestly think that we should start to get along." said Mona.

"I have been thinking that ever since Alison's body was found!" I cried out.

"I'm glad we think the same. I will try my best." Mona said with a polite smile.

"I will too." I quickly replied.

Bloop! My phone sounded. I gave Mona a quirky smile and pulled my BlackBerry

out of my short pocket. 'ONE NEW MESSAGE' was shone on the screen, I

trembled as I clicked it open:

'Oh Hanna, getting your best friend back is priceless. But that bitch is getting way

more than she actually deserves. Look out, 'cause I'm on the hunt. –A.'

"Who's it from?" jerked up Mona as she finished her sample smoothie.

"Um, just Aria wondering where I am." I lied with a tiny smile.

"Ohmehgawd! I gotta run Han. My dentist appointment is in 20 minutes. I will

text you later!" shouted Mona as she looked at her Michael Kors watch. She gave

me an air kiss and jogged away towards her house.

"Bye." I whispered under my breath.

The sun beat down on my head as I walked back to Aria's house. It was

probably around 80 degrees outside, making it almost impossible to not die.

As I arrived on Aria's street, I saw a familiar grey van parked on her driveway.

My father. I jogged to the house and ran through the open door.

"Han! Your dad's here." whispered Aria.

"I figured. Where is he?" I asked her as I looked around.

"Out in my backyard sipping some expensive ass red wine." replied Aria.

I slowly walked towards the backyard doors, trying to look through the hard

glass and bright red curtains. There he was, sitting casually near a patio table.

I sighed deeply and walked out the backyard doors, stepping down the steep

backyard stairs.

"Dad." I said quietly, facing him.

"Hanna, I'm so glad you're okay!" he shouted out, running up to give me a hug.

"Since when do you care?" I asked.

"Mom's dead, Caleb's missing. What the fuck do I do?"

"Relax honey, please. I am taking you home." said my dad calmly.

"Where? To Philadelphia where Isabel and Kate live? Oh hell no." I cried.

"Oh Hanna no." my dad chuckled.

"We moved to Rosewood about a month ago."

"So you're going to take me to your home, to live with my stepmom and her

evil daughter?" I asked as I backed away from him.

"Kate is not evil. She is a nice young lady and you will get along." said my dad.

"How about no? I would rather live with Mona in Texas!" I shouted out.

"Mona Vanderwaal? Oh, she's the one who's evil." my dad told me.

"Oh puh-lease, I am not going to your house." I said as I crossed my arms.

"I just came back from fake dying. I need some reality for a little. Please, I need

it. Living with Kate, Isabel and you is like sending me off to fat camp God knows

where! Dad, just give me some time please. That's all I need right now."

"Fine but as soon as school starts, you are living with me." my dad shouted.

I nodded slowly and my dad walked away from me, stomping his feet.

Bloop! My cell phone chimed in a silly tune. I opened it and read:

'Daddy's little girl? I don't think so. Enjoy your little time here with Aria, eating

popcorn as a late night snack. But in 4 weeks, you will meet your prison inmates:

Kate and Isabel. Bitches deserve to rot in hell. –A.'