Friday

Murmurs can be heard as Ali passed along the hallway of Rosewood Day.

"Did you hear?"

"Her mom went to prison..."

"God, what she's doin' here?"

"I heard her mom's a murderer..."

"Her mom killed a girl..."

"There's a body under their house..."

Ali scoffed at the rumours, she kept walking and minding her own business until, "Ouch!" red started seeping through her grey khakis. Ali looked around her but the person who bumped her had already left. Suddenly, a notification from an unknown number popped on her screen phone, piquing her curiosity.

I'm wearing black as a reminder for you to never mess with me because I'm already wearing the clothes for your funeral. So stop fucking around Ali!

-A

"Ali! Alison!" I called her multiple times.

"Huh?" she said, looking dazed.

"Hey. What's...up?" My hand awkwardly tapped her shoulder. I was going for a hug but she didn't seem like it. So I just settled for a tap.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Do you know me?"

Things got quiet for a moment because I don't know how to answer that question. It's just like what she said. She'll forget everything. "Know what, there's a party tonight. Why don't you uh...come?"

"Who's party?" she asked with her eyes squinted. Oh god, she's so cute!

I said, "Noel Kahn?" to jog her brain a bit.

"Err, I don't know who that is. I'm sorry."

"Wait! Your friends gonna be there too. You're still friends with Hanna Marin, right?" Haha...the web's starting to get tangled up.

"Hanna Marin?"

"Yeah," I answered with a huge grin on my face. Well, I'm an official simp. The things I do for you...Ali.

"I most certainly am."

Huh? "Hmm, hey. Are you on your period?"

A lazy yawn escaped from Emily's mouth as she walked slowly towards her locker. The hallway is pretty quiet considering it's still morning. Suddenly, she froze because of the sight in front of her: her precious Ali with someone else. Her heartbeat elevated when their eyes met. "Shit!" Emily averted her eyes quickly.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! A laughter suddenly broke out. Everyone's head turned towards the source. "Dude, you should've seen your face! And...no. This blood didn't come out of my vagina. So chill the freaking hell out! Hahahahahahahaha," Ali kept on laughing like a mad woman.

Feeling awkward, Emily left the hallway hastily for her first class.

'I wonder, if she's coming as well...' thought Ali from afar.

"Spencer!"

"What Hanna?" asked Spencer lazily.

"Did you talk to Ali?"

"No."

"Why? I thought you guys are neighbor."

"I didn't see her this morning," replied the tall brunette.

Hanna popped her lips, "Okay," she was then surprised by a notification.

Spencer's lethargic and lifeless face automatically became fresh upon hearing the ring tone. Their eyes were locked on to each other. "Who texted?" asked Spencer, wide eyed.

The petite blonde broke the suspense as she let out a small huff. "My mom."

"Oh. What does she wants?" asked Spencer while peering her head over the blonde's shoulder.

"Nothing. Just some silly reminder. Uh, Mona's here. Guess I'll...see you later? At Noel's party?"

"Yeah I don't think I can go. I have to finish my assignment this night."

"What assignment?"

"English."

"Spence, that's due in like next week! You know what, you're coming with us. It's gonna be awesome! Ok? Please~"

"Yo, hot chick 12-o'clock!"

"Excuse me but I'm not a temperature and last time I check, my mom's not a chicken. She's a person."

"Chill out, Spence," said Hanna with a blushing cheeks.

"He just insulted my mom! Do you expect me to just stand around when my mom got insulted?" Spencer whisper-yelled.

"He's just flirting with you. Just...enjoy the attention. Okay?" Hanna left Spencer alone to find her boo.

Imagine her shock when she found her boyfriend of one year canoodling with another girl and said girl was her former bestie, Alison Dilaurentis. "Sean!"

Sean's head automatically shot up upon hearing his name. "Hanna?" said Sean. Then a wave of realization struck him, "It's not what it looks like. I swear! We're just playing game."

"Game? Do you really need to sit THAT close if you're playing game?!!"

"Uhmm, actually...yes. We do need to sit closer," intervened Ali innocently.

"Stay out of this Ali."

"Hmm, do you know me?" asked Ali crushing Hanna's heart. Hanna clasped her hand tighter upon hearing Ali's reply.

"Oh. I forgot about your amnesia," she coughed out her response. "Okay! Hanna Marin. Nice to meet you, Alison Dilaurentis. "

"Right..."

"Look, Hann...it's not like what you think. We didn't do anything. We're just playing snakes and ladders!"

"Modified one," added Noel.

"What?"

"We combine truth or dare with this game. Pretty cool huh?" Noel explained. Excitement was clear in his eyes.

"How'd you play?"

"It's just like normal snakes and ladders. Roll a dice, but if you land on number then you'll pick a card and you gotta do what it says. If you can't, you gotta move 10 steps backwards. These pussies have been stuck for hours."

"So, earlier?"

"Yup. Sean got a dare to hug the next player."

"Oh, I'm...sorry. Sean—"

"Hey, it's okay. I'll flip out as well if someone try to touch you."

"Do you wanna play?" Invited Noel.

"I... don't know," Hanna looked between Sean and Ali.

"Come on. It'll be fun."

After a while, Hanna finally made up her mind, "Okay!"

"Welcome to the Rabbit's Hole," Noel grinned widely, showing his white teeth.

"Spencer! Fancy seeing you here," exclaimed Mona with her hand on her chest.

"Hey, Mona. Who did you come here with?" Spencer asked Mona whilst downing her drink in one go.

"The bitches."

"O-kay...uhmm, I'm gonna find Hanna," said Spencer awkwardly. Her head started spinning.

Mona responded, "Okay, bye!" chirpily.

Spencer was looking around her surrounding, trying to sensor her way out of the confined space called home. During her adventurous lookout, the world around her seemed alive. Everyone were partying and enjoying themselves as if school never existed. She huffed at the thought, "As if."

Without realizing it, the clammy bodies had pushed her around towards the swimming pool outside. Dazed, Spencer walked along the swimming pool. She was counting the stars as she did so.

"Hey! Spencer, right?" a guy greeted the tipsy girl.

Spencer looked at the guy from top to bottom. She noticed his dimmed blue eyes roaming her body. This caused a wave of anger to spark inside her. She shouted, "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, YOU PERVERT!!"

"What?" the guy looked around him to make sure no one was paying attention. Feeling embarrassed with Spencer's antic, he whisper-yelled, "Oh please! You're just the same."

"Excuse me. I'm a girl and—"

"Okay! Shut your mouth and have a drink. How's that?" interjected the guy. He gave Spencer a paper cup filled with alcohol. Spencer looked at the guy with disgust as she scoffed, "I don't even know you!"

"Ouch! That hurts. And here I am, thinking a guy with a charming smile such as myself will leave an everlasting impact on girls..."

"Turns out wrong," added Spencer.

"Okay. Seriously though. Do you not...know me?"

"No," Spencer replied shortly.

"Really? Hmmm, are you sure? Come on, look closely."

"No! I don't know you. Can you please move?"

"You're not even looking at me!"

"Fine!" Spencer stood on her toes so that her eyes were leveled directly with the guy's. "There! I don't know you. Now let me through, pervert."

"Double ouch! Andrew Campbell, nice to meet you."

"And- what?!!" Spencer's eyes enlarged as she realized who the person in front of her really was. "T-the Decathlon Team..."

"Yup! I heard that you want to join the team?"

"Yeah..."

"Hmmm, you know there's only one vacancy right?"

"I've heard the rumours."

"And Mona Vanderwaal also applied."

"Ugh, I knew it!"

Andrew pursed his lips tighter to stop himself from laughing. "I can help you...but seeing as I'm only the secretary and not really worth remembering for, unlike the president...hmmmm..."

"Look, I'm so sorry. I really don't know it's you. Plus, you look...different!"

Andrew smiled softly, indicating he had forgiven Spencer. "Come on, let's get drunk! Maybe I'll forget about all of this."

Spencer took the paper cup from Andrew's hand. Before drinking it's content, she gave Andrew an eyeroll whilst thinking, "Only one wouldn't hurt. Right?"

"Come on Ali! You got this!"

"What? A-a pterodactyl!"

"No!"

"Tyrono...tyrant...uhh...T-rex!"

"No, silly! I said a dinosaur with spikes on its back!"

"A spikosaurus?"

"No!!!"

"Times up!" said Noel.

"Ugh, it's stegosaurus!"

"Hey, at least I got the saurus part correct..."

"This means, Hanna lose!" jeered everyone in the living room.

Ali looked at me with a sorry look on her face, "I'm sorry Hann."

"It's okay..."

"And as promised, Marin?" Noel handed me a HUGE funnel filled with some liquid. There's even some white chunk of...something, just floating around inside the funnel. "It's a chugging glass by the way."

"Give me that!" Monty took the chugging glass from Noel's hand and without a warning, he shoved it into my mouth. A mix flavour of sweet, beefy and some hard liquor invaded my taste bud.

"Yeaah, chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug chug!" the crowd cheered.

I pulled my mouth away from the chugging glass. "Blergh, it's disgusting! what did you guys put in here? Ugh!"

"Come on! Don't be a bitch! Just drink the whole thing!" spat some guy, rudely.

"Yo chill! She already downed almost all of it" said Noel to calm the guy down. He then looked at me with a sly smile, "Do you wanna know what you just drank?"

I belched for a thousand time before saying, "What is it?" weakly.

"Well...it's a mix of Big Mac, large fries, their tangy BBQ sauce, some milk shake, apple pie and a tiny bit of vodka and voila! There you have it. The Kim Jong Un Nuclear Bomb!"

"No. Fucking. Way. Marin, you fucking rock! How the fuck did you drink that?"

"That's sick, Hann! How're you feeling anyway?" asked Ali caringly.

"I'm fine. Just need to lay down a bit..."

"Let me help you," Sean laid me on the sofa. He put my head on his thigh whilst his fingers massaged my throbbing head carefully. The sweet gesture made me smile inside.

THUD!

"What's that?"

"Shhh, nothing. Close your eyes and just rest. Okay?" replied Sean.

Following his advise, I close my eyes and began drifting away. As the sound of music blasting through the stereo started fading away, I felt Sean giving me a kiss on my forehead. Instinctively, I hold his hand tighter.

"Your mom's a baa-aad guy."

"Ssssh-e threaten us...serve er right for that. RIGHT!"

Was that Spencer? Did she got drunk?! No way!

"Argh!"

What happened? That sounds like Ali though. Did someone hurt her?

"Alison, you're bleeding."

WHAT?

"Oh."

"Come on. I'll help you."

Blourghhh!

The smell of fresh puke made its way into our nostril. To be honest, I really hope Spencer won't throw up on Ali.

"I'll...show you the bathroom."

"...Ok," replied Ali.

Damn it!

Monday

Emily was drying her long straight hair with a towel when a hand suddenly snaked its way on her mouth. She struggled to get out of the tight grasp however it was rendering her immobile. The smell of chlorine invaded her nostrils when a plump lips made contact with her nape. She can feel his stubble scratching her back as he kept on kissing her neck.

"I've waited so long for this," the guy whispered.

"Be-umph? Stoph!" Emily tried to shout but Ben was too strong for her. He tighten his grip on Emily's mouth but all of a sudden, the sound of locker banging shook the both of them.

"Oops!" with her arms hugging her body, Ali leaned against her closed locker. Smiling from ear to ear. "What are you kids up to? Can I join?"

"Fuck off Alison," said Ben spitefully while still holding Emily close.

"Ali hel-ahh!" Ben gripped Emily's hand tighter as a warning. He glared at Emily with his cold blue eyes.

Seeing that, Ali's face turned serious. "Let her go."

"Or what?" challenged Ben.

"Dude, you're about to rape her. Do you really need another reason?" said Ali with a stone cold expression.

"She's my girlfriend. I can do whatever I want with her. So shoo, little mouse."

"Exactly. She's your girlfriend not your personal whore. Treat her with respect, motherfucker!"

"What'd you just say? Say it again. Right in front of me!" Ben's nose flared in anger.

Ali let out an exasperated chuckle, "Fucker fucker fucker fucker fucker fucker fucker fucker fucker—"

Before Ali could finish, Ben suddenly threw out a punch with his free hand. However, with quick reflex, Ali ducked his attack and then headbutted his jaw in return. Ben's arms were flailing around as he struggled to find his composure. He took a step back after he gain stability and without a warning he lunged towards Ali with a full force.

BANG!

A tall figure kicked Ben on his rib, earning a loud grunt from Ben. "Ughh! Agghhh!" The guy kept on kicking his injured body without caring his cries of help and a series of muffled 'stop'.

Taking the opportunity, Ali grabbed Emily's hand and dragged her out of the changing room.

"Is that Toby?" asked Emily after they've went far from the accident. She was huffing and puffing for air.

"Don't know don't care," said Ali apathetically. She was about to leave when she realizes that Emily was still wearing her swimming togs. A bright blush started appearing on her cheeks. "Err, do you feel cold?"

"Yeah," Emily hugged her perfectly curved body before everything click to her. "Uhmmmmm," she covered her chest promptly. Lucky for her, her tanned skin hide the blush well. Feeling embarrassed, Emily avoided eye contact with Ali.

Ali took off her oversized flannel and proceeded to put it over Emily's shoulder. Vanilla scent invaded Emily's schnoz as she did that.

"Thanks."

"Okay," the gorgeous blue eyed blonde put her hands inside her pants pocket. "You can give it back tomorrow."

"Okay. Uhmmmmm, hey. I...ahhh, about what happened at the party last week...can you forgive Spencer? Please? To be fair, she's drunk. So..."

"I've already forgiven her—"

"Really?!!"

"If she didn't talk shit about my mother. But unfortunately she did and now I'm very furious at her. So next time, if you see her, tell her to poo on herself. Okay?"

"Uhmm...sure," said Emily awkwardly.

Seeing as they have no business with each other anymore, Ali left Emily alone in the hallway. Knowing this, Emily gripped the hem of the flannel before calling Ali, "Alison!"

"What?" asked Ali while turning around. Her face still imperturbable.

"Is it true?"

"What?"

"You have amnesia."

"...yeah," Ali hide her hands behind her. "Why so curious, George?"

"What about that time when I'm at your house?"

"You were in my house? I...thought I just got back? When did we met? Where did you hear that from?" Ali bombarded her with questions.

"Okay stop!" Emily took a deep breath before saying, "I met you when you first come back here. You were talking to...Maya? The St. Germain? They're the new owner of your old house. And...that's where we met. Do you really not remember?"

"...uhhh... I... gotta go."

A.N: Congratulations to all Malaysian athletes!!!! Thank you for working ur ass of for us Malaysians. Issokai bah. Walaupn nda menang, we're still proud of them. Btw siapa shattelhearts sini komen dulu bah. ; ). Cmon! yg fellow shattelhearts, our baby tiger, our fav. panda, angelhearts dll pls komen bah.