Chapter 2:

Hanna Marin entered her massive dorm room and stood in complete awe. And she thought her life in New York was glamorous.

"Pretty fucking sweet huh?" someone beamed from behind her. Hanna whirled around to find a girl with long, luxurious blonde wavy hair staring at her. The girl looked to be about 5'4, and was wearing a white eyelit sundress and platform espandrillas.

"It's gorgeous", Hanna agreed, taking in the sweet lavender scent with its creme walls and pastel pink comforters. It looked more like a five star hotel than a college dorm room. It was more than she imagined, it was heavenly

The girl nodded, completed transfixed. "My parents paid big bucks to get me hear and i can see that it's worth it. I'm bianca, by the way."

"Hanna Marin, I'm from the city". She smiled warmly at bianca

Bianca looked her up and down in pure fascination. She wondered if the girl was looking at her because she was envious or jealous of her, or mabye a combination of both. She shrugged the thought out of her mind , She was used to it by now. After all, she was Hanna Marin and she was fabulous! If people werent jealous of her, that would be an even bigger problem, one that she couldn't dare fathom. Bianca looked as if she wanted to make a snide, bitchy comment, but instead she flashed her pearly whites and twirled a strand of her hair. " I always wanted to visit New York. Their clothes are gorgeous and the guys even more so- to die for! To say that New York was the best city, was simply an understatement. It's phenomenal"

To see this girl, standing here, squeling and worshipping her city was defintely an honor. Hanna never heard anybody praise new york that much. " Mabye i can take you for a visit one day" Hanna suggested. "During Thanksgiving or Christmas Time. That's when it's really beautiful and magical."

" I would loooooveee that, thank you so much for your hospitality", Bianca said, her eyes sparkling with delight.

" My pleasure", Hanna said. She could see this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. She just hoped her past drama with "A" and the rest of her old, best friends stayed where it belonged- the past. The absolute last thing she wanted was for her new friend to think she was some freak who associated with the dead. Everybodyin New York seemed to think she was a nutcase. While she was at Brown, nothing or no one could harm her, and her secret was safe, but when she returned back home to New york during the holidays her secret was out in the open- one that could ruin her life forever, as well as the lives of others she deeply cared about- not like it already hasnt- but this could bedevasting.

"So are you here on scholarship or what", Bianca asked, switching gears. " You look like a smart girl- fashionably and intelligent when it comes to hitting the books. You someone i can do late night cram sessions with?"

Hanna almost wrinkled her noise in disqust. seriously? late night cram sessions? Hanna wasnt up for doing any late-night things with anyone, She needed her beauty sleep, it was an essential part of being Queen B at Roosewood Day, and it certainly was going to repeat itself this year. " I don't like to be up late studying, I like to be well-rested so i can focus on my classes in the morning. But i am on scholarship" Hanna stated

Hanna was obviously pleased with her academic achievemnts throughout her four years at Roosewood Day. When she was attending Roosewood She was in over her head with extracurricular acitivities and never ending AP study sessions as well as SAT prep classes. She never mantained anything below a 4.0- which is what landed her here, one of the most prestigious Ivy schoools in the nation. She had to admit, she kicked some major academic ass.

"Well you defintely have an impressive profile, " Bianca smiled sweetly. "You're lucky to have the gift of beauty and brains. Most girls would kill to have both."

Even though Hanna already knew how fourtanate she was, She smiled graciously anyways. That was probably the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her. "Thank you, you're very kind"

"So tell me Hanna" Bianca propped her elbows on Hanna's suitcase and had a dreamy look on her face. "How was your summer? Have any hot, steamy romance?"

Hanna looked at Bianca micheviously. She was being awfully friendly considering they only just met. But she wasnt about to tell Bianca to quit her prying nature. If anything she'd learn to appreciate the girl's sweet kindness. The girls at Roosewood day had known each other for many years and still hadn't acted civlized towards each other. It was like cats clawing at each other.

Hanna thought back to the wonderful summer she and Mike had shared together. They had thrown the most extravagant parties at her familys beach house and had long, romantic walks along the beach, soaking up the sun, the hot powdery sand covering their bare feet. Just thinking about it gave her a tingling sensation. She really fucking missed Mike and hated that they were a thousand miles apart.

"I wouldnt call it a summer romance", Hanna clarified. "I spent the summer with my boyfriend of two years. He goes to school in Roosewood day in New York"

"Is he cute?" Bianca perked up, feigning major interest

"Like you have NO idea" Hanna said, vaguely remembering how much competition she had with the jealous girls at Roosewood. Mike Montgomery was the most desired male. With his tall, muscular physcique and emerald green eyes who could resist?

Sharing is caring right?

NOT!

"Sounds intrigueing" Bianca said. her innocent brown eyes were glowing

Hanna unbuttomed her light pink cardigan and threw it in her overstuffed louis vuitton suitcase. She was just about to close her suitcase when she heard a beep come from her phone. She flipped open her phone only to see that she said one text message, from the person she thought she would never hear from again

fuck, fuck, fuckkkkk. I thought this nightmare was over. Hanna sighed deeply. Bianca rushed over to peer over Hanna's shoulder in attempt to see who the texter was, but Hanna covered the screen with her hands.

I've got some dirt to dish on your "new friend", mrs. pretty little liar. There's no need to fear me, I'm on YOUR team, Han. Just listen to me slowly and don't ask questions. Keep your eyes and ears open and your heart guarded with this chica. She could do more harm than good. Don't say i didnt warn you. - A

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