The rest of the day carried on as it normally would. Emily didn't see Jenna again because she was in all honors, while Jenna, as a new transfer, was in regular courses as she caught up with the school year of Rosewood High.

Still, Emily's mind was only on Jenna. She was pretty sure she failed a math quiz because one of the word problems mentioned "lady," which of course brought her back to Halloween. That short, short outfit. The wig that stood out above everything and everyone there (let's face it, Alison was no competition whatsoever), yet still didn't distract from her eyes.

Her eyes. Like the whirlpool of a green lagoon, they pulled Emily in and there was no escaping them. Every thought revolved around Jenna.

I'm kinda creepy, Emily began to think of herself. Creepy… Jenna.

And so the cycle continued.

"Em, seriously! You haven't spoken a single word all day! What's with you!" Alison yelled as the group of friends waited together after school for their rides to pick them up.

"It's nothing. Just a stupid, boring, Thursday.

"Well get it together. I'm going out with… someone, tonight and I need you help. What color do you think I should do my nails? This royal purple, or cherry red?"

"Actually, I have to go. Big test coming up and all," Emily proclaimed abruptly.

"Liar," Alison snickered inaudibly.

"Will you meet us at my place later, around 5?" Hannah asked.

"Or will you be too busy thinking of someone else" Ali had to add.

"Ali, stop."

"What?" Spencer quipped.

"Nothing. Nevermind. I'll be there. See you guys later."

Emily began to walk towards the parking lot. She knew her mother wasn't there, but she just had to get away. She chose a spot on the curb to sit alone, when she suddenly saw Jenna pass by with Toby Cavanaugh. She looked at the girl unnoticed, but she herself noticed strange behavior. Jenna was friendly in a strange way toward her brother-in-law. How close she was to him, when she touched his arm, it was all too weird.

"Emily!" her mother, who was actually early today, yelled, snapping her from her daze.

She headed toward the car, but her mind was racing.

What is the true depth of their relationship, she wondered.

But she wasn't one to pry.

Especially if she wanted to prove herself worthy of Jenna's friendship.

"I've noticed that, too, you know," Ali said, suddenly appearing behind Emily. "But I'd hate to meddle. At least, not yet. But hey, maybe you should investigate. You'd be amazed at where blackmail can get you," she said slyly before leaving.

Ali always had a cryptic, dark way of thinking. But this one thought remained with Emily, a horrible option, but one she couldn't help but consider.

She thought about that for the remainder of the day.

But Emily was above blackmail. She knew how bad the results could be after just knowing Alison for a few months.

But maybe she was right.

Emily could never out rightly do something devious like that, but maybe she could talk to Jenna, use what she saw to help her situation, see where things lead.

Maybe her chances weren't all ruined.

Maybe.

"Emily, come on!" her mother yelled.

She got into the car and spent the whole ride home thinking of a plan.

There's still hope, yet.