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Hidden Treasures

Chapter 2 : A Is For Abrupt.

Amara never hated the quiet as much as she did now. She hated it, for enveloping itself around her, and trying to drown her. It was enough to make her wanna scream. But she didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of this girl who had replaced her beloved sister. 'Try again...' She told herself, 'It couldn't hurt.' But then again, she wasn't sure of herself. Amara clearly wasn't as up to date as she thought, and any more questions would label her a fool...who was trying far too much barking at walls. "Why did you and Ezra break up? You seemed so in love." She could have slapped her hand over her mouth...right now was not the time to be terribly blunt, and right now was not the time for her mouth to try and run far in front of her brain.

"We just grew apart..." Her older sister shrugged, and in that moment Amara swore that Aria had looked at her as if she was an insolent child who knew nothing of the real world...and there was something behind her eyes, something like pity.

Amara gave her sister a silent apology, and simply decided it really was best to keep quiet.

The two walked in silence again, Amara humming occasionally and Aria keeping taps on her phone...as if her life depended on it. Little did Amara know that her life kinda did depend on it. It seemed like they'd get nowhere, and Amara pondered if this was how she welcomed her home, her time in Rosewood wouldn't be any better. 'Look on the bright side, Amara...it beats living with Aunt Meg.' What a pitiful attempt to make herself feel better.


"...and this is the cafe...it hasn't really changed but yeah." The younger Montgomery sister attempted to smile, and nod appreciatively, but the curve on the corner of her lips couldn't have been any more forced.

"Would you mind if we ate here? I'm craving some coffee." This whole tour seemed to be a war zone, and so she was keeping herself on her toes. The last thing Amara wanted to do was make things worse with her sister...one bad encounter didn't make her love Aria any less after all.

"Sure why not." There went that glance at her phone, that Amara had become far too familiar with over the past hour. The two sisters made their way inside the cafe, and sat at a table near the window.

Amara picked at the lid of her coffee cup, and looked around...things had changed...for better or worse she didn't exactly know yet. However, she tried to think about other things...maybe her friend Kiera was still in town. Her family had a business here and so they probably wouldn't move, but she made a mental note to visit her old home just in case. The coffee was good, that was a given. There were new faces in the cafe as well as old ones...a pair of handsome boys in the corner table. One seemingly older than the other.

"So what have you been up to lately?" It seemed she couldn't stop trying to mend them.

"Nothing much, you know...school...extra curricular stuff." Aria shrugged and took a sip of her coffee.

"Sounds...interesting."

Aria simply nodded as she checked her phone and Amara...well she couldn't stop the slight roll of her eyes. What in the world was so important that her sister couldn't look her in the eye for more than two seconds? It was annoying and unnerving.


Half an hour passed and her coffee had probably gotten cold. Her fingers were drumming on the table, and her other hand was holding up her chin. Aria had gone to the bathroom a while ago...where in the world could she have gone? Maybe it was that new Jake boy and Aria didn't mind standing her own sister up. Or maybe one of her friends had an emergency. But that didn't mean she had to just leave her there with that lame excuse.

Amara was just about to get up when one of the boys she had taken notice of slid into the booth across from her own...where her sister had been a while ago. "Hey...I'm Wesley, and my brother over there thought I should come over and say hello. He wont leave me alone unless I get your number."

"Uh...hi." Her eyebrows furrowed and yet she smiled. "I guess I wouldn't want your brother over there getting upset." She saw him chuckle...it was one of those nice hearty chuckles, and his eyes never left hers. "What?"

"No it's nothing you simply remind me of someone."

"Oh it's one of those?" Amara always the blunt one.

"One of?" Now he looked confused.

"You know the typical cliche business where the guy seeks out the new girl because she reminds him of a past love or whatever." She tried to laugh off the embarrassment that followed. "Amara, my name's Amara...sorry about that."