"You and Ali?" Spencer was running her hands through her brown mane, obviously stunned. Emily forced a pained smile, and squeezed Ali's delicate hands. She stared at Hanna's high heeled feet, her mind wandering.
"Yes, we've been together for about a year." She held her chin in her tan hands, trying to gauge the girl's reaction. Aria was just over it, her eyes look vacant. Spencer just looked puzzled.
"What made you want to be together with Alison, out of all people? Do you remember the hell of our teenage years, how she made you feel?" Spencer was beginning her cross examination, Emily knew it. Ali batted her eyes, annoyed at the line of questioning. She really was a better person then who she was before.
"Spencer, if you're going to question my morality, I'd like it if you could ask me and not Em." She cocked her head at her half sister, challenging the would be lawyer.
"I'm not challenging anyones morality, Alison. I think we're all curious of your motivations. Last thing we all remember, you were as straight as an arrow." Emily piped up, she knew the truth of that question.
"If you really want to know, Ali doesn't like to be defined. She's already had enough labels imposed on her." This made Hanna audibly grunt, and the spotlight was suddenly on her. "Hanna, do you have something to say?" The tall girl asked.
"Em- I mean Emily. Are you seriously believing this crap? 'I don't do labels,' you already have dated those kind of people, and you know how those relationships have ended." Emily was floored by what she was hearing, she must have been naive in thinking that her friends would be accepting of her dating their former bully. Ali's eyes were welling up with tears, she begin to stand up.
"I'm sorry Em, but when I came here, I wasn't expecting to be greeted by a firing squad. I just need some fresh air." She sighed loudly, and sauntered out the door. Emily squinted her dark eyes at Hanna.
"Really Han, really?" She followed Ali out the door. Hanna clenched her fists in frustration. Aria, her eyes soft with sympathy, placed a hand on her friend's bare knee.
"Hey, don't work yourself up about this. Emily is smart, she'll see through all of this very soon. When she does, you never know, maybe you guys can have another shot." This made the blonde shutter, memories of her and Emily's relationship swam in her head.
It was the summer of 2008 when she had first laid eyes on one Emily Catherine Fields. Ali had dragged her to one of Emily's swim meets, she told her that there was someone we had to keep our eyes on. How could you ever take your eyes off Emily? When she emerged from the pool, her navy blue swimsuit outlining her athletic and toned body perfectly. Her shadow black hair was shining with beads of water, and she had a polite innocence to her smile. Ali, her eyes sparkling with mischief, brought Emily over to their spot at the bleachers. Hanna noticed the way Ali was looking at Emily, like she was the sun or the stars. Emily's first words to Hanna would be forever cemented in her mind, "You're Hanna? I've always wondered who the girl in those classy colored sweaters was." That made Hanna's whole day, maybe her whole week. That is what will always stick in her head about Emily Fields, as they delved into an intense friendship, and after that, a life changing relationship. All Emily had ever wanted was to make everyone else happy.