This is going to be both POV's. Had this idea in my head when I was ill, so finally put it together.

Enjoy.

Jealous - Labrinth

The last few days had been surreal.

We had arrived back from our adventure to Cape May - which I tried to make a plan of staying there instead of returning back home but Hanna had insisted she would pick up my dwarf like self and carry me to the car if I don't leave the hotel room. I wasn't ready in that moment to go face the reality at home; Cape May had sheltered the emotions and thoughts for the weekend, finally feeling free of the sadness and overcast of dark clouds.

I had returned back though with nerves that laid in the pit of my stomach and braced myself for the storm ahead but the reality that I returned to wasn't quite what I was expecting. I had come back home to my mother actually smiling. A genuine smile. She looked so happy. Turns out I hadn't been the only one who needed some time to their selves as the wine fueled night between our mothers had done the world some good.

Mike had returned home that Sunday evening too, he had seemed a lot more happier since the last time we saw him. He had unpacked his things into his old bedroom and then spent the remainder of the Sunday evening watching old school movies with us in the living room. Everything felt like it was falling back in to place; the old feelings of sadness that had felt like an overcast in the house had been replaced with familiar atmosphere of a family unit. Just a shame that my dad hadn't been there to share the evening with us; even though things were going back to normal, it was still too early for anything like that to happen.

The day where I had to start school again finally approached.

Even though I had been mentally prepping myself for this day now for the last few days, with the help of Hanna giving me detailed insights of what has been happening at school - especially when the topic of importance was: who was hooking up with who and the "hottest teacher that Rosewood has ever seen." Obviously, I felt more settled after that conversation. God, I love this girl. The world needs more people like Hanna.

About a year ago I had been leaving the school grounds and was off to start my new adventure in a foreign land, today I was entering the school doors like I hadn't even left at all but everything felt so different. The beaten down lockers still stood lurched against the walls, the old tiled floor still graced the hall ways and there were familiar faces in groups chatting away, but I still felt like a new kid.

After having a welcome back conversation with the principle and him handing my timetable for my classes, he ushered me out so I could be on time for my first class, there had been no need to show me around the school - I knew the hallways of this place like the back of my hand. Luckily for me, I had English for my first class of the day and even better - I had all three of my friends in there, too.

My stomach grumbled with a mixture of nerves and hunger - reminding myself that I had previously skipped breakfast due to the loss of appetite that morning because of anxiety trumpeting victory. I really wish I could go somewhere quick to settle the uproar in my stomach but I didn't have enough time. I wanted to get to class before most of the other students got there - the last thing I wanted was to enter a room full of people. My heart fluttered in my chest as I took a step into the class room and my eyes fell upon Spencer, who was stood at the back of the room talking to Emily. Emily waved me over, stopping Spencer in her tracks and the taller girl now watching me with a smile on her face. The previous feelings of nerves and hunger now replaced with sudden eruption of butterflies. Fuck.

Surely it should be illegal to feel so many things at once? I can't cope.

"Hey, Aria. You're just in time for the story of how Germany had been founded" Emily spoke, each word laced with sarcasm which Spencer shot her a glare in return.

"Aw, what? And class is about to start soon, too. We're going to miss out on a great story." I pouted my bottom lip at the lanky brunette. Emily began chuckling beside us both.

I couldn't help but jump on board with the teasing of Spencer, her reactions sometime were too priceless to miss. The glare that was once upon Emily had now been shot in my direction. Spencer's serious facial expression might intimidate most people but right now I couldn't help but find the lanky brunette anything but adorable.

"I need new friends" Spencer deadpanned before taking her spot at the front of the class. Some things will never change with this girl, she had plenty of opportunities to join us at the back of the class but Spencer's has always insisted that people perform better when sat at the front. At least one thing is for sure - if things ever did develop further with Spencer - the only thing I would have to be worried about is her serious relationship with Education. Wow, slow down there thoughts, now is not the time to fantasize about a relationship with her.

The prior thoughts in my head where distracted by the shuffles of movements entering the room. Hanna waved as she walked in with Mona beside her, I was struck back with surprise at how different Mona had changed - the geeky attire had been swapped with a new found of confidence. The slow motion effect that gets used in films for when popular girls enter rooms would be a great effect to be used right now - especially with the turning of heads by the guys in the room.

"Feel weird to be back yet?" Emily asked, chuckling and I nodded in response.

It was weird to be back; if someone had told me a year ago that in a year's time I would be returning back in my old English class and one of my best mates had gone from being a shy girl into one of the school's equivalence of a Queen - I would of shook my head, amused. If someone had told me in a year's time that I'd be sitting here with a crush on one of my other best friend's, I would of told them "no way in hell that would ever happen."

But, oh boy.

It was happening.

I mean in reality - there was nothing really wrong with the situation. It was understandable to develop crushes on people who know you better than you know yourself, right? And take into consideration that Spencer is gorgeous, I had no chance. Also, study dates didn't seem too bad of an idea now either, maybe we could do a human biology study date and I could study her lips further - for scientific purposes, obviously. We could call this experiment: "How good is Spencer at kissing?" - with multiple make out sessions in order to conduct an answer.

My day dreams of kissing Spencer suddenly came to an end as the door of the classroom banged shut. The previous day dream was a distant memory, with reality finding a way to creep back up on me. A breath got caught in the back of my throat as I scanned the face of the boyish looking man in front of the class - replaying the memory of being pressed against him with my lips finding his.

And oh my fucking god. This cannot be happening.

"Sorry about being late, there was a lot of traffic on the way here" a sheepish smile spread across his face, he looked around the room and then his eyes met mine.

His mouth dropped and his stare never left.

My lungs have now forgotten how to function - I'm holding my breath like it was the last bit of air that existed.

And I'm pretty sure time had stopped for a brief moment.

I could feel eyes burning on me from the stares from the other students in the classroom, Ezra let out a cough and broke the trance between us both. He awkwardly scuffled to the board behind him and began to write. My eyes wanting to look anywhere but at the front of the class where he stood so they met with Spencer who is now staring at me with a frown.

Well, fuck. This is going to be one long year.

I've only played today over in my head for what has felt like the 50th time this morning. I pictured it all out - attending today's classes, handing in completed essays and spending time with my favorite people at lunch. Go to hockey practice after the school day and maybe have a movie night tonight if the others would want to. It was going to go smoothly.

And it was going that way, I met up with Emily before school had started and we grabbed a coffee from the Brew, then made our way to class. We both made plans the previous night to get there before Aria did so she felt more settled when she had arrived. When she finally showed up and resumed what felt like she had never left in the first place with the pair of them making fun of my facts about Germany. They both may be ass holes who I've just threatened to leave and find better friends - but I couldn't. Ever.

Everything is going to plan. Well aside from the fact that the teacher is now late again - surely time keeping was an actual thing to be desired if you have a job like this? Even Hanna and Mona made it on time and that's a rare trait of those two.

Mr Fitz finally arrived 240 seconds later which was quite impressive for him, really. His excuse of being late was a poor one; even most of the students didn't bother using that one when they arrived late especially with Rosewood being a small town. Him being late would normally annoy me more than it has but even his lack of punctuality wasn't going to dampen the mood today.

Aria was back. She was right here, sat back in the same spot where she use to sit like nothing has ever changed. Well, aside from the fact I was a bit infatuated by her. A bit not even coming close to how I truly felt, but we will go with that for the time being.

His eyes glanced around the room during the apology, then he came to an abrupt stop with his eyes looking ahead. The whole room went quiet as we watched him stand there, looking life less. I turned in my seat to watch whatever was going on behind me to find Aria also looking like she's just seen a ghost.

What the fuck?

I skimmed my mind through the last five minutes of memories trying to see if I missed something when he came into the room but my mind couldn't quite work out what was going on here. Aria hadn't said that she knew Mr Fitz since she arrived back, I'm pretty sure that would of came up in conversation. Not everyday you have informal relationships with a teacher outside of school.

And then it dawns on me as my mind recollects the thoughts of the other day when Aria turned up to my house, distressed.

"I went to a bar and ended up kissing some guy I didn't know"

The words echo in my head; my mind filling up with visual images of Aria and Mr Fitz kissing. Jealously was one emotion that didn't sit well with me but I couldn't escape the thoughts - the lips that I've only ever longed to kiss have now been tainted with thoughts of him kissing them. He didn't deserve the luxury of having that moment of intimacy with her.

I rolled my eyes at how pathetic the voice sounded in my head like I had any claim over the girl? She wasn't mine.

She never would be.