"How many words for slut?" Connor said. They were talking about Aria and Jake. How they had sex. That was all they knew. –A had written: Aria had sex on the first date with a guy named Jake on the board in the assembly. It wasn't partly true. She had had sex with him, but she was forced. And, it wasn't on the first date. Aria was in the boy's locker room, after Mike had confronted her in the hallway. So she had stormed into the locker room, glaring at Connor.

"Vous. Vous êtes un morceau de merde mensonge, qui veut attirer l'attention. Vous parler d'autres personnes vie sexuelle, parce que vous n'avez pas le vôtre, vous êtes bite est trop petite." Aria said, in perfect French. She knew he excelled in French, because he was in the senior class for it, with Spencer. Connor raised his right hand, and slapped it against her cheek, before he could even think of what he was doing.

It hurt. A lot. But she didn't show it. "I would give you that slap back if I thought you were a man, but you're clearly not." Aria said with disgust, turning around, but stopping. There was her favourite teacher standing in front of her. Her boyfriend standing in front of her. Obviously, he had witnessed the slap, due to the look of disgust and hatred showing on his face.

"Principal's office," Ezra said to Connor who smirked. "NOW!" Ezra said, sternly and raising his eyebrows at the teen. Connor walked off, heading to the principal's office. "Miss Montgomery, you're not supposed to be in here." Aria walked out, holding in her tears, and walking to the hallway where no one went.

…

Looking for an all-nighter

I'm free for some studying tonight

Aria deleted the mounds of texts that came piling in, teasing her about sex. She wiped away a tear. She didn't even want to have sex with Jake. She was forced. And, now the whole school thought she was a slut. First, having sex with her teacher. Apparently, they were more than just Scrabble buddies. They didn't even play Scrabble! Secondly, people thinking she willingly wanted to have sex with Jake.

None knew the truth.

They didn't know she was deeply, madly, insanely, passionately in love with her English teacher.

They didn't know she forced to have sex with someone who seemed harmless at first.

Another text popped in, and she threw her phone across the hallway. It fell to the floor, and she didn't care if it broke. Or if the screen had cracked. She buried her face in her hands, and soon felt a presence next to her. She turned her head, and saw Caleb sitting there. "Hey," he said.

"Hey." She replied, looking ahead of her, and biting her bottom lip. "You don't believe the rumours, do you?"

"If you think I do, then you know a lot less about me than I thought you do." She smiled.

"I was just curious."

"Why's your cheek red?" He asked her.

"I got slapped."

"Please say by a girl."

"Oh no, it wasn't. It was by the guy who started the rumour."

"Please say you slapped him back."

"I didn't. I said he wasn't a man, and that his dick was tiny."

"Aria?" Ezra called, and Caleb got up.

"Well, I'll let you have some time with your favourite teacher, and do some extracurricular work." Caleb said, and Aria groaned. Ezra chuckled.

"Go to class Caleb." Aria said, he shook his head, and walked out the door. Ezra sat down next to Aria, and she sighed.

"What about you? Oh, wait, you're already in class." Caleb said, and Aria smiled, shaking her head at him.

"You know you shouldn't listen to those jerks," Ezra said, and Aria nodded, already feeling her throat tighten up.

"I know, I shouldn't, but it's hard. They're saying I wanted to get…" Aria trailed off, and her phone beeped again, and she knew it would be another anonymous message asking her to have sex in one formation or the other. "And I didn't."

"I know you didn't. And, I know it's hard, but you don't have to listen to a word those assholes say. Is the therapist helping?" She hadn't told him anything about therapy. She didn't want too, and he didn't want to in any pressure her.

"Ish. I don't know, I think you're helping more than her."

"Is that a good or bad thing?"

"Good. But, I think I shouldn't be as affected as much as I am when they say I wanted to do it with him. I don't think I should be reacting as bad as I am when people bring up or I bring up that I was forced to have sex."

"You were forced to do something big, and you can be affected by it, and I don't mind." Aria rested her head on his shoulder. "I didn't know you spoke French." Aria chuckled with him, looping an arm around his.

"Oh, I savour it. Spencer doesn't know I'm that good." Aria said, smiling. She was only good at the insulting bit of French, not the good parts, but she wouldn't dare admit it.

"What did you say?"

"You. Are a piece of lying shit, who wants to get attention. You talk about other people's sex lives, because you don't have your own, you're dick is too tiny." Ezra laughed.

"Well he deserved, but you didn't deserve that slap. Does it hurt?"

"Not as much as what I've experienced. But the annoying thing is, it was the same cheek in which Jake slapped me. So, it stung quite a bit." Aria replied, touching her cheek, and rotating her jaw.

"You want to cry." Aria nodded, she'd been holding it in.

"Yeah, I do. Everything's a bit much for me at the moment. I mean, being forced to do something, apparently makes you a slut. I'm fine, if sleeping with a teacher makes me a slut, but not when I've been forced to do something." She croaked out, her hands shaking. He took her hands, and squeezed them.

"They don't know how in love we are." Ezra whispered, and Aria nodded, her eyes filling with tears.

"I know," she said, swallowing the lump forming in her throat. "I know."

"Go home, yeah?"

"No, I'll miss my favourite lesson of the day."

…

"I'm going to put some ice on you cheek, okay?" Ezra said to Aria, and she nodded. She sat down on the couch, and tucked her feet in so she was in a cross legged position.

"Okay," Aria said, playing with thumbs. Her cheek was now stinging like hell, and she found it hard to speak. Ezra walked to the couch, and placed the ice on her cheek. She gasped.

"Are you okay?"

"It's cold. That's all," she said.

"Okay. If I wasn't your teacher, I would've beaten the crap out of Connor," Aria stifled a giggle, knowing Ezra was close to beating the shit out of him. "Why didn't you slap him back?"

"He wasn't man enough."

"Why did you let him slap you?"

"I thought that I should get it over and done with. I learned that with Jake. It's better to get it over with, than living in fear that they would do it another time, when you weren't expecting it. What was his punishment?"

"Detention. It's bullshit."

"Yeah, it is. I guess not everyone in Rosewood is as much of a gentleman as you," Aria said. Ezra kissed her head. "Can you take that off now, it's really cold." He took it off, got up, and put it in the sink. "Thanks."

"No problem, babe."

"No, thank you for everything you've done these past weeks. I don't think I could've gotten through it without you."

"It's what I'm here for, isn't it." Aria giggled, and put her legs on Ezra's lap, and rested her had on the arm rest. He slid off her heels, and started massaging her feet. Aria sighed in pleasure.

"I love you," she breathed out.

"I love you too," he replied.

Well, turns out I AM going to continue this story. Thank you very very very very much for you reviews, I've seriously got the biggest smile on my face. This chapter, is inspired by the show, I had some tweaking, and next chapter will be up by Monday. I'm crap at French, so I'm sorry if i offended anyone. Thank you again for all your support, I'll give you a virtual hug each.

Bye Dolls