Chapter 25

"Miss DiLaurentis"

Ezra Fitz panted after me catching me right before I left the classroom.

"I heard you're joining the theater group?"

"I was thinking about it. I'm a grade A actress"

I snarked to myself with a chuckle.

"That's great. I was asked to supervise and direct the play for this fall"

"Congratulations. What do I have to do with it?"

I wondered aloud. Last I checked they were doing "the bad seed". I had read it last year in my Bella engagement and while it was strangely fitting for Rosewood, I certainly don't look like an 8 year old. His returning smile was part boyish yet eager and part pure evil. I can see what Aria saw in him.

"I want you help me direct it. I think you'll be brilliant"

He all but salivated staring down at my strawberry colored lacy bra strap peeking from my top. EW! I truly hope he's not flirting. I nodded accepting his proposal the moment I saw Hanna and Spencer go over lines for the audition.

"On a second thought, I'm game Mr. Fitz"

"Call me Ezra"

I gave a tight smile back. The sacrifices I do to bitch and rule over Ali's friends. On the bright side it'll be a great way to knock them all down a bit and blame it all of Mona in the end. She was, obviously, auditioning as well. On the other hand Jenna was composing music for the play.

So many bitches so little time to play with them all.

School passed by fast, like it always does and soon it was time for the rehearsals. I was amused, yet not surprised, to see Aria had snatched the stage manager position. I couldn't have done it better myself I thought and rearranged my halo. Can't have those horns showing now, can I?

It was interesting to watch Aria being a teacher's pet in front of all the drama club as Fitz was being perfectly cool about everything. If I were Alison, I'd say he's done the whole clandestine relationship before. I jolted it down and put it in my purse.

Across from me sat Spencer and Mona with Hanna. Mona seemed to be grilling Hanna about something when Fitz dropped his papers. Aria made a foul of herself by blurting out his first name (smooth Aria) and I found myself staring at his crotch when I knelt to pick up the last piece of paper that landed near my heel.

Looking at it my eyes widened and Bella took over. She stammered, blushed and all but begged him to zip up his fly. The club erupted in laughter. She wanted to die and I had to grab her with both hands and be on top again.

Mona saved the day as Fitz zipped himself up by sending Aria to the venting machine to grab her a power bar and some mints.

Pulling my hair up I made plans for that night. Emily asked if I wanted to hang out. I refused. She seemed sting but... you know what they say. Payback's a bitch. Emily chose to spend time with someone that isn't me and I chose to spend time with Jenna. My fellow doll. Her boyfriend was coming to town and she wanted to go shopping for lacy stuff.

Alison smirked, she had some dirt on the boyfriend and so have I. Garrett had hit me that night thinking I was Ali. I still have no idea why

Next day, in the same drama club room, the tension was high. Aria hadn't sent some emails concerning scheduling, Fitz thought they were sent and Mona was bitching over bad scheduling. Wordlessly Fitz handed me the planning

"Can you update the schedule Bells?"

I raised an eyebrow. Only Charlie calls me 'Bells' and not because I asked him too. Has Fitz been spying on me?

"Sure and it's not 'Bells', its Isabella"

"Like Rossellini?"

"Yep, that's just it"

I deadpanned and turned to look at Bit who was with Emily going over the props together with my best 'wtf' expression. Bit laughed under her breath while Emily openly laughed earning a scolding expression from all liars. She smiled warmly at me and I returned it. It's good to have Killer back

"Let's take 5 everyone! I need your email addresses"

I pulled everyone out leaving the couple to fight in peace. Outside I caught Hanna, Spencer and Emily talk about an accident that happened in a frat party Ian's Greek house (ΠΣΘ) had hosted and Ali had snuck them in. In my mind's eye Ali tossed her hair over her shoulder

"I have dirt on everyone sweetie. When I don't find it, I create it"

"No wonder you're dead"

Bella commented in her angel outfit. Ali's devil tail swished and I shook my head to shut them up.

"Everything okay?"

Fitz asked me. I mumbled a fine and turned to Spencer

"Spence, you still have the number of the doctor your sister was engaged to? I think I pulled a muscle with yoga last night"

Spencer went all white, from across the room Ian looked amused and Fitz ushered us all inside. the rest of the rehearsals had a perfectly silent Spencer still in shock talking only for her character. She also called Ali pure evil in passing. Or Ian, not sure which. Casually I went to the prop chest to take a hand fan and popped in the doctored murder weapon.

It was a small trophy with ian's name on it from the time he had won a golf tournament in Hilton Head. The same hotel Alison had insisted to have tags of on her luggage the day I returned in Rosewood for her fake-death. It had rattled Spencer's feathers alot.

On the trophy, the brand new plaque said the tournament was held the day before Ali's murder. I had taken it from Ian's office in the school home last night, played a bit with it and used it to kill one of my sweet, caged, little rats.

Taking a long sip of my strawberry milkshake I watched Spencer finding it. She blamed Emily at first, then they panicked and they did what they were supposed to do. Emily suggested the take it to the cops. I emailed Charlie to keep an eye on it and went on a date with Sean.

What? A girl has needs!

I had neglected him and he was actually pretty fun once you took him away from his factory settings.

Next day I sat next to the prom king as we had our morning coffee together talking about the movie we had seen at Philly when two cops showed up at school. I put my face in Sean's shoulder to hide my smile as the older, uniform-less clad cop talked to the liars.

Seems like there was no golf tournament on Hilton Head that date, the blood wasn't human and he got all of them to do the walk of shame to the cop-car.

Oops, my bad!

'"Rat" me out, your blood's next. -A'

I sent to the girls as Sean kissed my cheek. Now I can add "doctoring with golf trophies" on my college applications.