AN: I've fixed up the last chapter as it was all bold. My bad. Again, i own nothing! I'm doing this while I should be doing homework, so it better be good lol! And if its not then you know I was rushing it to try and get my homework done for tomorrow! Thanks for reading.
Here's chapter 2..
Aria's POV:
When walking to the front door I wondered who it could be. Certainly, my roommate would already have her own key? And no one else knew I was living here apart from my parents and brother who were all in Iceland. With a slight pause, I reached out to the door knob and turned it around to reveal a tall, curvaceous, beautiful brunette standing there. I took a look at her from head to toe, but realized that I didn't know who she was, as i looked up at her face I noticed that she had been doing the same thing.
After a brief look at each other, I ended the silence. 'Hi, I'm Aria,' I said with a bit of confusion in my voice. The woman introduced herself as 'Jenifer Adams.' I invited her in, curious as to who she was. After making herself at home, sitting on my couch, she finally told me why she had appeared at my dorm room. 'I'm here to lift my sister-in-law, Caroline, she should be here already but she must be running late.' Jenifer explained. I figured that Caroline must be my roommate. I asked Jenifer if she had wanted anything to drink and she politely asked for some water, I went to the fridge and got her a bottle of water that I had just bought from the shop and poured it into a glass with some ice. We made light conversation just before the door opened. 'Caroline,' Jenifer said almost screaming, 'I'm so glad to finally meet you!' I had felt a little bit unwanted so I made my way to my room as I could tell that this was an important moment for the two. After about 5 minutes a knock came from my bedroom door, I opened it and to my surprise Caroline was standing smiling. We introduced ourselves to each other. She had long, waved, golden hair and bright blue eyes, maybe the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. Caroline looked vaguely familiar but I just brushed the thought away from my head as I knew that I was probably thinking about Alison considering that it was her 5th anniversary.
Out of kindness Caroline asked me if I had wanted to join her for a meal at a new restaurant with her brother and his fiance. I politely told her that I couldn't, I knew she had probably not wanted me to really come, she just asked me out of pity. Although, Caroline did seem like a really nice person and I could tell that we would become very good friends.
General POV:
Outside was filled with mover vans, large lorry's and cars with their boot opened wide and boxes filled inside. It wasn't hard to know that it was the day that all new students at Hollis University were supposed to arrive. They had no classes, but any room left empty would be given to someone else, so, it was essential to come if they had wanted a room. Aria decided that since she was doing nothing else she would take a walk around town and see what had changed about Rosewood. It had been four years since she's been in Rosewood, so, she had expected that a lot would have changed.
Walking around Rosewood, Aria had noticed that the only thing to change since she left was that there was a new restaurant. Everything else, had stayed the same. As her walk had turned into a failure and she hadn't seen anything that really interested her, she decided to go to the bar in Hollis.
After a short, 5 minute walk, Aria opened the doors to the Hollis bar. She was greeted with the same old smell, the smell that she hadn't experienced in five years. This wasn't just Alison's death's anniversary, it was also her anniversary. Her anniversary with Ezra, 5 years ago she had been sitting at the bar when Ezra had approached her, 5 years ago since she heard 'The Happiness by The Fray' playing on the juke box, 5 years ago since she had spent her time on a counter top in a bathroom of a bar with a man that she had just met, 5 years ago since she had met the man that she had thought she would spend the rest of her life with. Sitting down at the same bar stool, all the memories came back to her and if she had thought she had missed Ezra before, she was sure of it now.
Suddenly the door had opened, the first thought that came to Aria's head was 'Ezra.' She was afraid to look around and be disappointed. For almost a second, her heart had stopped. Had he remembered this occasion? Did he feel the same as her? Did he miss her as much as she has missed him? Unfortunately, when Aria had turned her head, she saw a man with a white shirt, black trousers and a black tie she knew that this was just the person taking over at the bar from the other man.
Knowing that Ezra wasn't going to appear at the bar, Aria finished up her drink and gave the waiter a tip before grabbing her bag and leaving to go back to her dorm.
Aria was unaware of the time she had spent at the bar because when she opened the door to walk to her dorm, outside was pitch black. While she was walking, tears started to form in her eyes and now she was glad for the darkness because people walking past wouldn't notice that she is crying. The tears started to get heavier and heavier as she entered through the main doors into Hollis, quickly, she ran towards her room so that no one would notice that she was crying.
Aria's POV:
I opened my door as fast as I could and ran into my room, not even replying to the 'Hey, Aria,' that Caroline had called at me when I came in. I lay on the bed, face towards the pillows, sobbing. I ran to the box that was labelled, 'Rosewood Day,' and grabbed my scrap book, I looked through it until I found the picture of Ezra and I on the day of my graduation. My mom had took the photo for us, she was a lot more open minded about our relationship than my dad. The day of my gradation felt like the best day since they day I had met Ezra. I could be his girlfriends, we could hold hands in public, have a meal together and not go outside of Rosewood to have it. He wasn't my teacher anymore and I wasn't his pupil. However, my dad didn't feel like this, he never gave Ezra and I a chance and in fact, that day turned out to be the worst day since the day that Alison's body had been found. It was the day that my dad decided that he had enough and packed us all up to ship us to Iceland. He had said it had been to 'keep our family safe,' but he knew just as well as I knew, that it was really to keep Ezra and I apart.
Looking at the picture, I remembered how happy we were together, we had been able to get through all of the Jackie drama and all of the A drama and still were so happy.
My door slowly began to open and I jumped up as quick as I could hiding the picture under my pillow. Caroline came carrying a cup of something hot, I knew that it was hot because there was steam coming from it. She sat down at the edge of my bed and handed me the cup that was filled with hot chocolate. I was so grateful for it, but unexpectedly, I began to cry more. I remembered how Ezra would bring me a cup of hot chocolate when I was feeling down. Caroline stared at me not knowing what to say. After a few seconds she began to talk, not asking me what was wrong which I was thankful for, because I knew if I talked about it, it would definitely not make me feel any better.
The conversation I had with Caroline really lifted my spirits, we talked about everything from celebs to food and I had learnt that she was also studying English. This made me feel a lot better as I knew that I would at least know one person in my class. Caroline made me feel a lot better that night, I was really happy that she was there with me, usually I keep my emotions to myself, but, I had felt like I could trust her.
The next morning was my first class at Hollis, I couldn't wait to start. My head had been all over the place since I got back from Iceland and writing was one of the best ways I found to clear my head. I put my emotions into my work, I guess that is why I usually done very well in English, my work was believable.
At 07:00 am, my alarm clocked started, I immediately pressed the snooze button and jumped out of my bed. I headed straight to the shower to get washed, then I got out brushed my teeth and went back to my room to get dressed. For the first day I decided to go casual, I put on a purple vest top, cheetah print cardigan, dark denim shorts, tights and a pair of ankle boots. I brushed my long, brown hair which fell below my bra strap and grabbed the curling irons and put a few curls into my hair. I continued, by putting on a light layer of simple, skin coloured foundation, a peach blusher, a little bit of mascara and a simple clear gloss on my lips.
I put a few pens into my handbag and the new notepad that my dad had bought me from Iceland because he knew that it was essential to have one. I made myself and Caroline a flask of coffee each and waited for her to continue to get ready before we left for class. Walking down the hallways you could tell you weren't at high school, everyone had behaved so calm unlike the students at Rosewood day, who on the first day back would be attacking each other like bears.
Caroline and I walked into our English class to see that we weren't early as a few seats near the back were already taken, but we definitely weren't late as there had been less than half of the classroom filled. We decided to sit in the middle so that we could see the board clearly. After 10 minutes, the class was filled and we all waited patiently to see who would be teaching us. Caroline had appeared a lot more nervous than anyone else, I guess it was a big change from New York, but she had told me that she liked smaller places a lot better and Hollis was certainly a smaller University than the ones in New York.
Out of boredom, I began to draw on the back of the notebook that my dad got me. The teacher must have got lost or something, because 20 minutes into class it seemed certain that he wasn't going to make an appearance. As I was deep in thought drawing on my book, I heard a mans voice, it was soft and seemed very familiar to a voice that I had heart before. I instantly looked up to see nothing, the teacher had dropped something and was bent down below his desk to find whatever it was. When he straightened up, I could see him, an instant smile came across my face, my heart was beating faster than it ever had before, I couldn't move my eyes away from his direction. He sat down without taking a look at the class and told us he was sorry for being late. After that, he turned around to the board and wrote his name and sat back down again. My eyes were still staring, if I had of wanted to, I couldn't have moved them. They followed him wherever he went. Reaching into his bag, he brought out a small book, it had looked like a lesson planner. He opened up at a page and began to call out names to see if he had got the full group before he would start teaching. Patiently, I waited for my name to be called. Having a last name like 'Montgomery,' meant that in a huge group, I wasn't very far from the bottom, which meant that I had to wait longer. The nerves that ran through my body gave me the shivers, my hands were shaking and the palms of them had started to sweat. '... James Matthews,' I heard being called out and a grunt followed from what must have been James Matthews way of letting him know that he was present. After James' name was called, there was a long silence, he lifted his head up to look into the crowd of students, he must not have seen who he was looking for as he took a look at the name again before calling it out, 'Aria Montgomery,' he said in a low tone that I just about made out. I could tell that my voice was hoarse and with all the effort I could, I let him know that I was there, it came out as a sort of mumble, before I coughed to clear my throat.
The lesson went quick, quicker than what I had hoped, I hadn't want to leave when the bell went. We no eye contact during the full lecture, my eyes were constantly on his, but his eyes looked everywhere apart from my direction. After the bell had went to indicate that class was over, I got up as slowly as I could and packed my bag, without putting any effort into it at all.
Walking towards the door, I dragged my feet along desperately wishing that I had the courage to go and talk to him. As I was just about to close the door, I heard him calling me back, 'Miss Montgomery, a moment please?' He asked, I knew that it was a question and not a demand, I turned around and stared, wondering how this could be happening and thanking everything and everyone that I could think of that this was happening.
Ezra was standing 5 feet in front of me.
Cliff-hanger! Hope you all liked it. Next up will be Ezra's POV. Some new characters will also be introduced! Review and the next chapter will be uploaded as soon as I have the time. I'm a little bit addicted so you got 2 chapters inside 2 days. #-Chels