RECAP OF WHAT EZRA WROTE LAST TIME:
Aria. She was perfection. She was the love of my life. And this is for her.
Aria Montgomery wasn't like ordinary people. She saw things differently. She was born and raised in Rosewood to her parents Ella and Bryon. She had few close friends. In fact, she had only four friends in the whole town; Spencer, Emily and Hanna. But that didn't mean she wasn't friendly. It meant she was picky. She knew what she wanted and she never let anything get in her way. She had just gotten home from a trip to Iceland when she went to a bar. The local bar in Rosewood was empty and dank and she ordered a cheeseburger. And that's where our story started.
Every morning I dreamed of Aria and another thing we experienced that day and then when I woke up I went to my typewriter for a few hours and wrote. I couldn't get her out of my mind.
Aria and I went to the city that day. We rarely left out little love nest since it was illegal for us to exist, but I wanted to share her with the world. We left after school on Friday. She had told her parents that she was spending the week with her friends and they never questioned it since her parents were in the middle of getting divorced. The whole way up we blasted music and laughed. She was always touching me whether it be on my hand or just touching my arm while I drove. When we got to the hotel I had booked we acted like a happy newly married couple. Everyone kept congratulating us and soon enough we believed in the lie too. Once in the room Aria stripped out of her clothes and we lied on the bed nude together. She wasn't ready for sex, but I was just happy to have her there with me so we just lied there for a while until we both got hungry. We wondered out of the hotel and just walked until we found a place that we agreed on and we ordered things we had no idea what they were. We ate and laughed and I held her close as to let the world know she was mine. And the whole evening was perfect. We had no specific plans for the trip we just wanted to walk hand in hand without me being arrested. And we did. We walked everywhere from Central Park to Broadway to all the shops Aria wanted to visit. I bought her clothes from small vintage shops and I bought a small blue ring for her to wear that was just between us. The whole trip took most of my paycheck, but she was worth it.
I stopped writing and went downstairs to grab some food. I had been writing this story for a while now and I had planned to give the manuscript unfinished to Roberts tomorrow, but first I wanted Wes to read it. The story was already 300 pages, but I still had so much to write. I still had so much for me and Aria to experience. Wes arrived shortly after ten and I had just finished the adventure in New York. I gave him the folder and he went outside to read it while I sat with Beverly, his wife and their child Leo.
"What is this?" Beverly pulls out a bra out of the couch. I can feel my face blush. I hadn't had female companionship since I first saw Aria in my dreams so naturally I had no idea who it belonged to.
"I have no clue Bev." She opens a drawer and sees other random things that I had found throughout the house lately.
"I think it's J.D. He likes to go to the neighbors and root through their garbage."
"This isn't new?" I nod no and clean up around the house. I find no more random clothes. Beverly goes to make dinner for me since I rarely cook for myself so I go outside to check on Wes. I join him on the porch where he's sitting on one of the lounge chairs.
"Dude this is a love story." I nod.
"Yes I am well aware of that." She shakes his head as he finishes the last page I have.
"You can't write a love story. Only women read those." I look at him confused. Why did it matter who read it? As long as people were reading it I was fine.
"Is it any good?"
"This girl seems too good to be true, but she is a figment of your imagination so I'm not surprised."
"Is it good Wes?"
"It's good, but I don't think it's what Roberts meant when he told you to write. He's expecting a sweeping expose on the upper class. More of a sequel to Catching Up." I sigh. Everyone wanted a sequel to Catching Up and I just couldn't give that.
"I want to write this."
"Then nothing will stop you." Wes gets up and goes inside to join Beverly. I join them for dinner after putting the story away. Dinner is quiet and then Beverly packs up the extra food for me as left overs. They leave without shortly after and I write a little bit more about Aria.
She appeared to me like a dream and we had been together for a year now. All the mysteries of our relationship were clearing up and we were almost free to be together. She was now a senior in high school and I was no longer her teacher. We had told her parents that we were together and her mother was coming around. There was no hope for her father; he detested me and our entire relationship. Aria rarely talked to him preferring to spend time with her mother. But everyday with Aria felt like I had just met her. We never ran out of things to talk about and we rarely fought. We had our own things to do and there were things we did together. We even started going out on dates in public. People, at first thought it was weird, but slowly everyone is forgetting. And I feel stronger and invincible with her by my side. She saw things through a different lens. She saw things in a creative different way. And I was absolutely in love with her.
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