Emily and Alison in Emily's room studying for a math test

"Hey Ali, what is the theory for Pythagoras theorem again?" asked Emily, tapping her pencil against her mouth.
"Who cares?" Alison moaned

"Well me, if I want to pass this test"

"I don't get math. I mean, it's not like we are gonna have to find x to figure out what road speed we are supposed to be driving at"

"That's not what they mean when they say it will come up in every day life"

"Then what do they mean?"

"Like, I don't know, if your ever counting money that you owe to someone..."
"Then why do all of this? Why not just do addition, if it's the only thing we are ever gonna use"

"Well then we have to know it to get through College"

"What if I don't want to go to college?"

"Don't be silly Alison, of course you want to go to college"

"Well maybe I don't. Maybe I want to stay here in Rosewood"

"And why would you want to do that?"

"Unfinished business"
"Like what? Are you avoiding college because you've already kissed half the campus?"

"Very funny Em"

"So are you going to tell me the theory for Pythagoras theorem now?"

"Well there are a lot better things to do than that."

"Like what?"

"We could watch a movie. I could do with a good movie night"
"Erm..what movie?"
"Well we've seen The Notebook a thousand times. Wanna watch it again?"
"I thought you hated that movie. You said it's too clique and unrealistic"

"Hm I did say that didn't I. Ok, wanna watch something else?"

"I don't know if I'm in the mood for watching a movie"

"Then what are you in the mood for doing?"

"Studying"

"Come on Em...nobody is ever in the mood for studying"

"Well I am"
"Ugh, boring. Hey Em? What's this?"

Alison bent down and grabbed a notebook from under Emily's bed.

"Oh...that? That's nothing..I...don't"

"Dear Diary

I don''t know who I am anymore. I wake up every morning and I look at myself in the mirror and I don't know who I am looking at. I go to school and I see her every single day, looking at me. Smiling at me. I don't know what is happening to me anymore. She makes me so happy and so sad at the same time but if I admit that, she would never look at me the same again and nor would anybody else. Em who are you talking about? Who is this?"

"I..please...don't..."

"She is just so pretty and so clever. Nobody else looks at her the way I do. I don't see her faults...she is perfection"

"Stop reading that!"

"She has such beautiful hair and such deep blue eyes. I've never felt this way about anyone before and I still don't know what this is"

"Ali, stop!"

"She let me kiss her again today at the kissing rock...wait..Em...is this about...me?"

"I...I don't..."
"I know she's one of my best friends and everything would change if...Em, this is about me"

"Okay Ali, okay. You win. The diary entry is about you. What do you want me to say?"

"I...I don't know. I'm just a little..I didn't know.."
"Didn't know? Didn't know what? Didn't know that I actually felt something for you? Didn't know that for me, those kisses weren't just 'practice' or whatever you said"

"I...Em...nobody has ever said this about me before"

"Well I fail to believe that. Everywhere you turn you have an endless chain of guys who adore and worship you"

"No..I don't. I only ever hook up with drunk frat boys and nobody has ever...said this..."

"Well I don't know what you want me to say to that. You've read my diary and you can do whatever you want with it. You can tease me about it, you can tell the other girls, you can even tell my mom if you like.."

"No Em I would never do that to you"
"THEN WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ALI? BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO"

Emily burst into tears and Ali put her arms around her.

"Em..I have something to show you too"

"W..w..what is it?"

Alison opened her bag and pulled out a notebook

"What is this?"

"This is my diary"

"You keep a diary?"

"Well not exactly a diary. It's just stories about different people and I've replaced their real names with code names. I want you to read page 47"

"Why? What's on page 47?"
"Just read it"

Let's see..The Mermaid. She is so beautiful and wise and her hair is shiny and wavy like a mermaid. I am so desperately in love with her that I would rob a bank if she asked me to. I would do anything for her...Ali, did someone write this about you?"

"No. I wrote it"

"You wrote this..about yourself?"
"No silly. I wrote it about you"

"A..about me?"

"Yeah. About you, Em. Your my beautiful mermaid"

"You would rob a bank for me?"

"If you asked me to"

"Ali..."

"You don't have to say anything Em. I just wanted you to know that. And those kisses...practice makes perfect, isn't that what they say?"

"Yeah...it does"

"Do you want another practice?"

"I could practice all day..."

"Then come here and give me a kiss"