A/N: Reviews are love. This is only my second story, so please be nice.

Aria's P.o.V

As I stare out the car window I can't help but think that this move will be good for me. I mean I love Rosewood, but considering the events that took place there I'd rather leave them behind. I catch my mother's eyes through the rearview mirror, she smiles and I return the gesture half-heartedly. I'll miss my father, but he made a decision.

"Are you alright honey?" I hear my mom say.

"Yeah, just thinking."

"About dad." I hear Mike whisper from my side. I look towards him, but he turns away and starts listening to his Ipod.

I decide not to push on his statement and continue to stare out the window. A few minutes later we arrive at our new school. Oak Hill Academy. It's surrounded by miles of woods, and barely any roads. At least we have privacy. I think to myself. I see some students playing tennis, some playing instruments or reading, but most are just laying down talking and looking at the sky.

"It's not so bad Aria, I'm sure you'll make friends right away." My mom says as the car comes to a stop. She hands me and Mike our schedules, a map of the school, and a piece of paper of where our dorms are. "David, would you be a sweetheart and help the kids with their bags?". My step dad nods his head and gets out after us.

David Banner came into our lives after Alison DiLaurentis, my old friend, had convinced me to tell my mom about my father's infidelity. He was one of my mother's ex-boyfriends from college. About a year later, in my freshmen year of high school, he asked her to marry him. I wanted to hate him so badly, for taking my dad's place, but I just couldn't. He's perfect for my mom.

"Are you just going to stand there and stare into space?" He asks me while flashing his pearly whites.

"Huh? Oh, no I just-" I look down and notice my bags in front of me. "Forget it."

He nods and closes the trunk. "We'll see you in a few months kiddo."

"O.k." I say and start grabbing my bags while he walks back to the driver's side door. Then I notice something. "Hey, Dave?"

He turns around. "Yeah?"

"Where's Mike?" I ask. He points to a group of boys playing lacrosse. Among them was my brother. Of course. "Thanks."

"No problem" He says, finally stepping into the car and driving away. Once I hear the sound of gravel crunching under tires stop I walk over to my brother.

"Mike, are you going to be able to find your way around?" I ask once he takes a breather.

He nods. "One of them is bound to know where I'm going." He says pointing at the group of guys huddled by the water fountain.

"Alright, remember we start our first class tomorrow at eight. And you NEED to be in uniform." I stress.

"O.k. mom." He jokes and hugs me. Even though he's all sweaty I let him. "I'll call you if I need anything and you do the same, alright?" I nod. "Love you Ar." He tells me before going back to his game.

I take a deep breath and straighten out my blue plaid uniform skirt, my white Oak Hill Academy polo, and blue stripped tie before walking to my dorm. When I enter the East wing of the girls dorms it feels like everyone I pass by is staring at me. Like they know I'm new here.

I walk into the nearest elevator and quickly press the 8 button. Once it stops I walk up to the last door in the hallway and knock. "It's open!" I hear a girl yell in between laughs. I turn the door handle and walk in. "Oh, hey, you're the knew girl. Ariel right?" A raven haired girl says from one of the beds, while a blonde walks in from, what i assume is the bathroom and takes a seat next to her.

"Yeah, and it's Aria." I correct her.

"Sorry."

"It's o.k., people tend to do that a lot." I say while setting up my thing at the empty bed near the window.

"Well I'm Emily, and this beautiful girl next to me is Samara." She says.

"Nice to meet you guys." I start putting up pictures of my family when Samara speaks for the first time.

"A-ri-a" She says pronouncing each vowel. "Pretty, what does it mean?"

I smile at the thought. "It means air in Italian but in music it means an expressive melody performed by a singer."

"You do have a nice voice, would you mind if I called you melody?" She asks.

I turn around to face her. "I guess not." I say and she jumps out of the bed happily.

"This is going to be a great year for you trust me, right Em?" She says, and Emily smiles up at us and nods.

Well that was easy. I thought making new friends would take forever, let alone befriending my roommates. I couldn't help but subconsciously agreeing with Samara. It is going to be a great year.