Chapter 2

Alison's POV

It was lunch time and I found myself staring at Emily Fields. She had quite the reputation, she was known as Rosewood High's top player. But to be honest I didn't care. She was so beautiful. Plus she helped me pick up my books even when other people wouldn't give me a second look. She had those chocolate brown eyes that were just so soft and sweet. I could swim in those brown pools happily. Something hit me in the forehead, snapping me out of my temporary hypnosis. I looked at Cece, in astonishment. "Can you stop staring at her? Jeez Alison, you look like you're plotting a plan to kidnap her or something." Cece said as she took a sip of her Smart Water.

"I'm not planning to abduct Emily okay? I'm just observing." I stated calmly. Cece chuckled.

"What are you observing, her boobs?" She asked sarcastically and laughed lightly. I rolled my eyes and went back to 'observing' the brunette beauty that was across the cafeteria. This time when I looked up back at her she was staring right at me. Her gaze was intensely serious and sexy. I looked back down at my crappy in embarrassment, I could feel my cheeks turning red. I didn't dare lift my head.

"What's up Ali?" Cece said.

"Emily just caught me looking at her." I said, still horrified at the embarrassing moment that had just occurred. "Will you look back there and see if she's still looking over here?" I asked. She turned around, and quickly ducked her head back down.

"Gosh, that stare was intense as hell. I think she would have been a suitable choice for Christian Grey in the 50 Shades movie." Cece said. "Now, she's staring at me too." Cece said. I peaked up and saw Emily, was getting up and coming towards us. I panicked.

"Shit she's coming over here! What do we do?!" I asked.

"Uh, pretend you're looking for my eye contact." She said quickly. Before we knew it Emily was at our table.

"Hey Alison...You uh left this in Fitz's class and I haven't seen you since then, so I thought I'd give it to you now." She said sweetly. I took the same teal notebook that I had dropped in the hallway from her timidly.

"Um, thanks." I said fidgeting in my seat.

"I saw you staring…" She started but I interrupted her.

"I'm really sorry, I was just so intrigued and stuff and I couldn't help it you're just so hot and sexy and nice." I blurted out all at once. She tilted her head a little and smiled a little.

"Wow, thanks...I guess?" She stated as more of a question than a statement. I smiled shyly. "Hey uh, I'm throwing this party on friday at my crib. You guys are more than welcome to come if you're up for some fun." She said.

"Yeah, we'll be there." I said a little too excitedly and quickly.

"Okay eager beaver. I'll catch you later." Emily said as she started walking off. She dropped her phone and picked it up. "Oh shit, there's something wrong with my phone." She said.

"What?" I asked, realizing I was a little bit too concerned about Emily's phone.

"It doesn't have your number in it." Emily said handing me her phone. I smiled shyly and took the phone.

"Thanks Ali." She said as she walked away.

"Okay! The votes are in! Everyone wants to see Emily Fields recite a poem!" Hanna Marin said onto the mic. Emily made her way down to the cafeteria floor. She took the mic from Hanna.

"You guys suck man." She said, making everyone laugh, including me. "Okay, this is something I feel a lot of guys and a select few of girls can relate too. Enjoy." She said. It got quiet in the room.

"I get on with life as a Student ,

I'm a Funny kinda person.

I like Sex in Evening and Sex in the Morning .

I like to contemplate Boobs.

But when I start to daydream,

My mind turns straight to Ass.

Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes,

I notice the way I think about Ass with a smile,

Curved lips I just can't disguise.

But I think it's Boobs making my life worthwhile.

Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?

Boobs or Ass?

I like to use words like 'Hey' and 'Yay

I like to use words about Boobs.

But when I stop my talking,

My mind turns straight to Ass.

Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes,

I notice the way I think about Ass with a smile,

Curved lips I just can't disguise.

But I think it's Boobs making my life worthwhile.

Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?

Boobs or...

Ass?I like to hang out with Spencer and Hanna.

But when left alone,

My mind turns straight to Ass.

Sometimes I look at myself and I look into my eyes,

I notice the way I think about Ass with a smile,

Curved lips I just can't disguise.

But I think it's Boobs making my life worthwhile.

Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?

Boobs or Ass? I hate vegetables and and salads .

But I just think back to Ass,

And I'm happy once again."

She recited the whole thing and everyone was laughing their asses off, no pun intended, although some of the teachers didn't look to impressed. It was in that moment that I was finally able to admit to myself that I, Alison Dilaurentis, was crushing on Emily Fields. The funny and cute popular girl. "Wow. I'm crushing on Fields." I said to Cece.

"You're acting like I didn't already know that." Cece said.

Sorry for this disappointing chapter, it isn't really my best. Probably going to be the worst in the story. Next chapter will be so much better. Thank you guys for over 30 reviews on the first chapter! Thats amazing. Hopefully that can continue through the fic.

-Angel