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Chapter 3

Emily's POV

Emily's phone rang as she sat by her window, spacing out. Reaching down and checking the caller ID, she saw it was Aria. Pressing call, she raised the phone to her ear.

"Hey," Emily greeted.

"Hi! Are you busy today?" Aria asked jovially.

Emily couldn't help as a smile formed on her face. Aria just sounded so happy. "No, I'm not doing anything today," Emily told her, "what's up?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to go bowling?"

"Sure, is anyone else going?"

"Hanna and Spencer. Is 2:00 ok?" Aria queried.

Emily checked her clock, seeing that it was 1:00 pm. "Yeah, that's fine."

"Ok! Great, see you then!"

Emily agreed, hanging up. She decided to tell her mom since she was meeting up with the group in an hour. She saw her mom lounging on the couch, a magazine in her lap. Emily went to sit with her mom. "Hey, how're you doing?"

Her mom studied her like she was some kind of rare specimen. "I should be asking you that." Emily gave her mother a puzzled look so she elaborated. "When you came home from school yesterday, you looked like you had seen a ghost and it had chased after you."

Emily, remembering what Paige had done, looked down. "Oh, no. That was just because..." she rushed to think of an excuse. "My swimming was off and Coach Fulton noticed. I'm gunning for team captain, so I was worried that my performance yesterday would lower my chances."

Pam nodded in understanding. "Ok honey, I was just concerned." Abruptly, her mom's face light up in surprise. Caught off guard by the sudden change of emotion, Emily scooted back. "I forgot to tell you yesterday, but I saw Nick McCullers at the grocery store and had a lovely conversation."

Emily winced. Oh yay! My mom was talking to my bully's dad and they had a "lovely" conversation. She forced a smile. "Oh wow. That's cool," she mumbled.

"Yeah, you remember his daughter, Paige? She's on your swim team, right?"

"Uh, yeah. She is," Emily confirmed.

"He said she wants to be captain too. I hope there's no animosity between you two. That's not a good thing for two teammates to have."

Emily snorted but covered it up with a light cough. "Nah, there's no animosity between us." Maybe just hostility from her and fear from me.

Her mom beamed, clapping her hands together once. "Oh good! Maybe you want to invite her to go bowling," Pam suggested, knowingly. Emily furrowed her brow. Why did her mom say it like that? Did she mean...? No, she couldn't...could she? Hinting that Emily and Paige should...get together? As in, relationship together...? Her look of shock made Pam laugh. Emily watched her mom laugh at her expression. Her and Paige dating? No way. Not unless tormenting your girlfriend was considered romantic.

"I think that Paige said she was going to swim or something today," Emily said hurriedly, trying to shut down her mom's thoughts on her and Paige dating.

"Oh, well, you better start practicing extra if you want that spot," Pam said pointedly. Emily nodded, getting up to go back to her room.

"Oh, by the way, Toby Cavanaugh stopped by and offered to fix your tires for free. So when you see him at school, you'd better thank him." Emilly smiled at Toby's kindness, assuring her mom that she would. She sat back where she originally was by the window when she was back in her room. Soon, it was 1:45 and it took about 10 minutes to drive to the bowling alley. Emily grabbed her keys and gave her mom a quick goodbye hug before heading out to her car.

Emily was at a stoplight when the car behind her starting to flash their high beams. Emily looked back, glaring at the distraction. Did this person even know how to drive? Staring at the driver's seat of the car behind her, she saw that it was Aria. She laughed, shaking her head. She continued to the bowling alley with Aria trailing behind her. Once she had reached the destination and parked, she went to meet Aria. "You crazy driver!" Emily playfully shoved her friend's shoulder. Aria smiled, gently knocking shoulders with Emily.

They walked into the bowling alley, the music blaring. Spencer and Hanna were already there and Hanna rushed over to them. "Emily! Aria!" She hugged them both before shoving the bowling shoes in their faces. "Are you kidding me? Why the hell do they make us wear these? I swear that bowling shoes don't match any outfit in the world," she paused. "Maybe a clown outfit. But that's it!"

Emily giggled. That's what Hanna was worried about? "I mean, seriously! They're mismatched too! The guy gave me a red one and a blue one." Hanna muttered.

"I think they meant to do that." Spencer held up her shoes, which were also mismatched. Hanna just groaned and sat down to put them on while Emily and Aria got their shoes. Soon, they were all having fun, bowling. Spencer always took the longest to bowl, moving around to try and analyze the exact amount of power to use and the spot that she needed to hit in order to get the most amount of pins. Emily and Hanna were talking when Aria, who had been listening to the music intently, smacked the table.

Both Emily and Hanna jumped and looked towards their friend questioningly. "What kind of songs are they playing?" Aria said in an accusing tone.

"Huh?" Emily listened to the song that was playing.

From the top of the pole, I watch her go down
She got me throwing my money around
Ain't nothing more beautiful to be found
It's going down down

Hey! Shorty must know I'm the man
My money loves her like a number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans,
My Benjamin Franklins

Hanna stifled a snicker. "Hey, isn't this song about stri-" she started, but Aria gave her a warning look before nodding her head towards a little kid staring at them. "Besides, this song came out three years ago. It's kinda old," Hanna informed them.

"Why are they playing this song? It isn't exactly kid-friendly," Aria grunted, not trying to mask her indignation. Emily shrugged, silently agreeing that it wasn't the best choice, but what could they do?

Hanna had become quiet but spoke up to Emily. "So, has Paige done anything else?" Her voice was surprisingly gentle like she was afraid of angering Emily. Emily shook her head, recalling that she didn't want to tell her friends about the incident.

"Well, that's good," a voice said. The girls looked up to see Spencer heading towards them. She had just scored a strike, but it usually took her about 2 minutes to actually bowl.

"FIELDS!" Emily winced, recognizing the voice. She saw Hanna stiffen which made her positive about who had hollered her name. She spun around as Paige strolled to her.

"Yes?" Emily attempted to sound confident, not wanting her friends to hear her shaky voice and realize how scared she was of Paige.

"Nothing, can't a girl greet her teammate?" Paige asked, but her smirk ruined the question.

Hanna stepped in front of Emily. "No, because the girl is a complete bitch to the teammate." Hanna attempted to keep her voice low since there were kids around.

Paige threw Hanna an innocent look. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Yes you do, asshole. You've been tormenting Emily ever since you found out that she wants to be captain too. I'm surprised that you're still on the swim team. Your coach obviously couldn't see bad sportsmanship if it got naked and gave her a lap dance." Hanna told Paige spitefully.

Paige, a little surprised by Hanna's tone, narrowed her eyes. "Wow Fields, I thought you were more independent than this. You need your little blonde bimbo friend to protect you," Paige sneered. Hanna snapped. She lunged at Paige, who by reflex, swung her fist. It connected to Hanna's temple and she crumpled. Emily rushed forward to catch Hanna and Paige realized what she did. She backed away before turning and running out of the bowling alley. Emily held Hanna, while Aria dialed 911, explaining that her friend had been knocked unconscious. Soon, an ambulance came to pick up Hanna as the girls followed the ambulance to the hospital.