How To Cure A Hangover
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An: I don't know why FF decided to tease you guys but hopefully this works the second time!
An: No worries people just because they killed off the best part of the story line doesn't mean that they're stopping me!
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"Jenna." Her voice was bitter; something she cursed herself for because it was just one more thing Jenna would gladly take credit for causing. 'Bitch-face' Emily had to keep herself from cracking up as Hanna's voice rang clearly in her head at the name correction.
Instead she focused on the slowly approaching girl, Jenna smirked, obviously pleased with the weariness reflecting in Emily's eyes. Then she locked her eyes on Maya. "I'm sorry; I don't think we've met. I'm Jenna, and you are?" She flirted.
'You've got to be kidding me? She actually trying to flirt right now? Really?' Anger flared up within Emily, though it was more jealousy if she was being honest. Jealousy paired with a hint of insecurity; though was that really a surprise? This was Jenna, the girl who'd stolen everything from her, who tainted every good memory she had. 'Not like she didn't have help either.'
Maya's arms drew closer around her waist, the girl's head nuzzling further into her shoulder, breaking her from her thoughts. "Maya." She responded coolly, calmly. Emily smiled; it was the voice Maya used when she was forced to be polite. She wrapped her arms over Maya's, squeezing affectionately; Maya wasn't going to let her face this alone.
Jenna's smile fractured at the corners; she didn't like Maya's passive response. "How's Ben?" she turned back to Emily, trying to find any crack within the two that she could. "Rumor is you two aren't doing so well lately." She smirked as Maya tensed around Emily; fire in her eyes. 'Found it!' she cackled to herself.
Emily soothed her fingers on Maya's arms, unknowingly calming the explosion bubbling just beneath the surface. Emily shrugged, "Don't know, you should go find him if you're really that worried about him. As for me" she half smirked at Maya. "I'm doing just fine these days." Emily mocked back, almost not believing herself as she did.
Jenna sneered, not pleased with the new turn of events. So like any cornered bitch, she grasped at any insult she could throw. No matter what they were. "I can see that…found a replacement for Alison huh?" She smirked cruelly, "Though no one can really compare to first loves, right Emily? Besides, I could always take Maya off of your hands as well."
Now later, if you were to ask Emily why she did what she did, she probably couldn't give you an answer. As it were though, here in this moment she could really only think of the anger she'd been feeling in Jenna's presence and that anger coming to a boil. Emily was pissed.
Whatever it was, she didn't have time to process it as the next words flew from her lips; surprising the other two girls with the venom dripping from them. "Like hell!" she barked. "Why would I want a bitch like Alison? Sorry to disappoint but I don't get off on pain Jenna, that'd be more your thing. You can keep begging under the table for my scraps like the bitch you are for all I care, just don't expect Maya to be one of them."
Emily smirked, "She's not into the whole beasty-ality thing like Alison, sorry." Jenna gaped like a fish as she stared at Emily. Maya shook with suppressed laughter. 'What the fuck?' she lost the battle, letting go of Emily to hold her aching stomach instead as she bent over in laughter.
Emily turned at the sound and soon found herself laughing as well, but doing so she turned her back to a fuming Jenna. Too consumed in their giggles, neither girl saw Jenna coming for Emily and just as Emily turned to find Jenna's fist flying toward her face she cringed in anticipation of the hit, but found herself hitting the floor instead.
She turned form her place on the floor just in time to see Maya stepping out of the way of the hit and pushing Jenna from behind, sending her flying into a surprised looking Toby. "Owe." Emily cringed, taking her weight off her right arm, cradling it to her chest.
Maya frowned, hurrying to Emily's side, kneeling down to inspect the wrist herself; cooing as Emily hissed in pain. "Let me see." Upon seeing the hurt wrist she placed a gentle kiss on the inside, just beneath the palm.
"Is she ok?" her asked concerned, keeping a strong grip on his step sister's arm and she tried to pull away.
Maya didn't look away from the hurt girl, but spoke to him anyway. "Besides a sprained wrist and a little scratch on the head…yea, she'll be ok." She smiled encouraging at Emily.
Any response he had was cut off by the slightly panic sounds of Aria, Spencer and Hanna running through the maze calling out hers and Emily's name. Maya smirked to herself as the three worry stricken girls broke through the last corner and took in the scene before them. "What the fuck did she do?" Hanna broke from the group, marching toward Jenna.
Aria and Spencer caught her before she reached the cowering girl. "Maya what happened?" Spencer asked coldly staring at Jenna and Toby.
"Is she ok? What's wrong with her? Why is she on the ground?" Aria peered around to Maya, panic in her eyes as she took in her friend's position on the ground.
Maya smiled gently, but let Emily answer her friends instead. Emily sighed and let Maya help her up as she spoke. "I'm fine, just a hurt wrist. Jenna didn't hurt me…she didn't get the chance to." Emily smirked in amusement as a blush crawled up Maya's cheeks.
Hanna too caught the shared look between the girls, "Why don't you take her to the hospital Maya, we'll deal with things here." Maya caught the edge in the usually bubbly blonde's tone and gave a stiff nod, leading Emily out of the maze.
Hanna turned back to Jenna, cold eyes glaring at the girl. "You better put on your listening ears Bitch-face, because I'm only going to say this once." She growled. "If I find out that you even look at Emily again, I will hunt you down and hurt you, no matter how many nails I break. Understood?"
Jenna's jaw tightened in rebel, "I'm not scared of you, of any of you."
Spencer smirked as Toby tightened his grip on the girl's arm. "You shouldn't be so ignorant. What we'll do to you is nothing compared to what Maya will do to you…Ben knows all about that." She sneered with a cruel laugh.
"Is that a threat?" Jenna raised her head in defiance.
Aria smirked, "It's a promise." They looked to Toby, silently sending him the signal to drag his step sister away; he got the message quickly and with pleasure. With a huff Aria turned to her friends, "Punch?" they all paused, then burst with laughter shattering the tense atmosphere and heading back out to the dance.
Meanwhile…
"Alright that should do it." The doctor smiled and stood back after fixing the splint into place.
"You said no long-term damage, right?" Mrs. Fields stressed as she grasped her daughter's uninjured hand. Emily rolled her eyes at Maya from where the girl stood at the room's entrance.
The doctor smiled politely, "She'll be fine, just remember to remove the splint when you plan on getting wet, and take it easy for the next few days when in the pool." Maya smirked and came to stand at Emily's bedside, opposite her mother of course.
"See Em, I told you you'd still be able to get wet with a splint." Maya drawled innocently in front of the doctor and Mrs. Fields. Emily sputtered and coughed as her face enflamed in a slightly blush.
But Maya wasn't finished. "You see Doc," she turned to face him, "the whole way to the hospital Emily was worried about not being able to get wet, and I told her that the only thing that'd limit getting wet would be a hard cast and even then there are ways to get wet without ruining the cast. Poor thing was just so torn up about it."
By the time Maya finished, both she and Emily were trying very hard to not crack up under the so understanding looks from the doctor and Emily's mom. They really had no clue at all. Again the doctor smiled confidently down at Emily and her mother, "There's really no need to worry Miss Fields, as long as you take off the spilt you can get as wet as you want."
It was the last straw; both Maya and Emily broke off into fits of giggles. Pam smiled, "Maya I had no clue you were such a fan of Emily's swimming." She said once the girls' giggling had subsided.
Maya gave a smoldering look at Emily, "Oh I'm a huge fan of her swimming Mrs. Fields; you have no idea."
"That's just great Sweetie." Pam stood from her spot, "Well I should be going, and actually I still have a few things to take care of at the office…Maya would you mind taking her home?"
"Not a problem Mrs. Fields, I'll make sure we get our girl home and all tucked in bed." She gave a subtle wink to Emily. Emily of course blushed and looked away.
"Great! I'll see you at home Emily." She kissed her daughter's forehead. "And I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon Maya." She walked away."
Emily shook her head as she got down from the exam bed, "You are unbelievable Miss St. Germaine."
Maya gave a fake gasp as though she was shocked, "What, is it so unbelievable that I was worried about your swim career?" she teased following Emily out of the room and down the hall.
Emily just laughed, "I don't know what I'm to do with you."
Maya bumped her shoulder, "I can think of a few things." She smirked as Emily faltered in her steps, and continued to her car. "Coming?"
'Not yet.' Emily immediately blushed at her thoughts. "Uh yea." Maya was so going to be the death of her, she just knew it.
"Good morning Sunshine!" Hanna cheered, jumping onto the foot of the bed and flashing a cheesy grin toward the girl.
Emily rolled her eyes, "What's got you in such a fabulous mood this morning, besides being our Queen?" she smirked.
Hanna rolled her eyes and readjusted herself on the bed, "Well yes besides the fact that both of my plans went down almost flawlessly, I do have another reason…I think I might have met someone at the dance last night."
Emily perked up, "You mean someone who isn't Sean?"
Hanna gave a coy sort of grin and shrugged, "Maybe, but enough about me, is that your car outside?"
Emily shrugged, "Yea, from the raffle."
Hanna scoffed and picked up a deserted magazine. "How the hell do you survive a run in with the devil herself, end up with a splint and butterfly stiches, and win a Corolla all in the same night? We need to talk about your karma."
Silence enveloped them. Emily took a deep breath and looked at Hanna, "Maya told me about how you got her to go to homecoming…why'd you do it?"
Hanna's eyes widened. "What?"
"Your plan for homecoming, why was it so important that Maya was there?" Emily rolled her eyes.
She sighed, "You look at her." The blonde shrugged as if it was that simple.
Emily frowned, "What, how does that make sense? I look at everyone."
Hanna rolled her eyes and gave a cryptic kind of smile, "You don't get it." She paused, looking at Emily like she was searching for something. "Remember before you and Alison got together? You would look at Alison sometimes, like she was a freaking god or something; like she could do no wrong."
Emily frowned deeper; she really didn't want to hear this. "And then after you guys did finally hook up, well after a while, you'd look at her like she was this complete stranger. Sometimes you'd get this look, like you didn't know where the hell you were, like you were the stranger."
Hanna continued as her friend sat there in silence. "Maya though," she paused letting a small smile drift onto her face, "you look at Maya like she's the last piece of a five year long puzzle. You don't look at her like a god; you see her flaws, her quirks."
Hanna laughs a bit, "I don't know how to explain it really, but you look at her like she helps you breathe but takes your breath away at the same time." She locks eyes with Emily, "And when she looks back at you, I swear you look like you're seeing the world in color for the first time, either that or the world is burning down around you."
Emily sighed with unshed tears in her eyes, "Like I have all the strength in the world and all of the fear too." She murmured.
Hanna nodded absentmindedly. "I just…I get that it's scary, but doesn't that make the reward that much greater?"
Emily whipped her eyes, "I just don't know how to deal with this. Sometimes I know what I want and I'm ready to go for it, but then other times it feels like my whole world would shatter if I went for it." She paused, "If I said yes to Maya, everything would change."
"You're right it would." Hanna agreed with a smile. "You wouldn't be hiding yourself anymore, there's nothing wrong with that."
"What if it turns out" "Bad?" Hanna cut in. Emily nodded. "Then it doesn't work out, which wouldn't happen because we all agree that this thing between you and Maya isn't something you can stop, it's like the most epic love story since Romeo and Juliet, and forget Jenna or anybody else that says otherwise because if someone even thinks about getting in the way of you two they'll have to answer to Aria, Spencer and I. Nobody messes with Emaya."
Emily smirked a bit, "Emaya, really, and since when have you three been having secret meeting about my love life?"
Hanna smirks right back, "Yes, Emaya, every power couple has to have a power couple name, and since you bumped your head and thought you were straight again, so get over it. Besides even if all hell breaks loose, you still got your very own Justice Squad or whatever Lucas was going on about."
She paused to think about it but shook her head. "Nothing's wrong with you going after Maya."
Emily sighed, "Right, because nothing is wrong with Mr. and Mrs. Military and their perfect daughter, oh but wait their daughter is a closeted lesbian…it doesn't exactly fit into the picture Hanna."
Hanna stood up from the bed with an irritated sigh and checked the hall before turning back to Emily. "Listen Em, we all love your parents, so forgive me for saying this, but fuck them and their beliefs."
Emily's eyes widened as she continued, "If they can't handle you being happy because it's a girl making you happy then they aren't worth a damn thing. We love you, we support you and if worse comes to worse you can move in with me, or Spencer, or hell, even Aria, just do what makes you happy, ok? Now I got go do what makes me happy, call me later."
Emily sat there in astonishment as her friend disappeared from the doorway. 'Since when does Hanna give inspirational speeches?'
"Hey Mrs. Fields, I just stopped by to see if Emily was ok, my mom sent over cookies." Toby smiled politely, ignoring the judgmental look that passed by her eyes.
She shifted the grocery bags in her arms, "Thanks Toby, she's doing better, but I'm afraid she isn't up for visitors."
Just as she spoke Hanna popped out the door, "Hey Toby! Oh, cookies!" she grabbed one, "Anyways I have to meet Mona at the mall, something about a skirt emergency sorry I couldn't keep Emily company will you go to work Mrs. Fields, though I'm sure she wouldn't mind seeing Toby or the cookies, which are fabulous by the way. Catch you later!" she bounced off.
Toby gave Mrs. Fields a knowing look as the woman shifter uncomfortably at being caught, "Why don't I give you a hand with those groceries Mrs. Fields, I'll just drop off the cookies for Emily and then leave, and that way you're not late for work."
She agreed unwillingly and let the boy take in the groceries will she made her way to work. He put the things away and sat the plate of cookies down on the counter with a sticky note, and turned to leave only to run straight into a glaring Spencer. "Oh, uh hey Spencer." He smiled.
She glared, "Toby. What are you doing in Emily's house?"
He swallowed nervously, "I just brought in the groceries for Mrs. Fields, she was running late for work, and was dropping off some cookies my mom made for Emily." He shifted toward the door. "Anyway, I should probably go, could you tell Emily that I hope she feels better?" he didn't bother sticking around for a reply.
Emily stood next to Spencer's locker, rubbing her head. Spencer notices, "Hey you ok? Is your head hurting?"
Emily gave a tight smile, "Just a little, I just took some Advil…though that wouldn't dull out my mother." She sighed regrettably.
Spencer winced, but ignored the subject line, her and Emily's unspoken rule concerning their parents. "I still can't believe Toby was at your house." She glared at her books as she set them in her locker. "You didn't eat the cookies did you?"
Emily rolled her eyes, though regretted it as a dull pain shot through her head. "I thought we went over this, Toby is a nice guy, if he didn't show up when he did who knows what would have happened between Jenna and Maya."
Spencer smirked, "Oh I know what would have happened, total bitch smack down courtesy of one Maya St. Germaine." Emily rolled her eyes at her friend's enthusiasm.
"That's the exact kind of thing I want to avoid. Maya's already gotten into one fight because of me and she's lucky Ben has too big of an ego to tell the principal about fighting with a girl. She doesn't need to get into trouble over me." Emily argued.
"Yea…but it's so cute when she goes all knight in shining lip gloss and fights for your armor…or is it your panties?" Spencer swerved away from Emily hand as she smirked at the blushing girl.
"Whose panties are we talking about here?" Maya smirks sliding up next the Emily, taking in the girl's blush and Spencer's smirk. 'Oh!' she snickered to herself. "No matter." She chimed reaching into her bag and pulling out a bottle of Advil and a water bottle. "I just stopped to drop these off to our girl here before I head to class."
She smiled at Emily cutely and kissed her cheek. "I'll see you later, bye Spence."
"Bye Maya." Spencer cheered, both girls watching as Maya disappeared around the corner. Spencer sighed longingly and turned to Emily, who had a dopey smile on her face. "Let me rephrase that…the girl deserves your panties."
"Oh my god! You're worse than Hanna!" Emily stormed off.
"I resent that!" Spencer screamed after her.
Emily made her way down the halls until she found the music class, Maya's music class to be exact. She waited till most of the students cleared out then entered, finding the girl packing away her things. "Hey." Why she was being shy, she couldn't tell you.
Maya smirked, glancing at the seemingly nervous girl from the corner of her eyes. "Hello beautiful, how's your day been?"
Emily blushed, "G-Good. I just wanted to thank you, for earlier."
Maya gave a soft laughed and looked at the girl fully, her eyes smoldering. "No need to thank me, if you haven't noticed by now, I kind of have a thing for taking care of you." She smirked.
"Yes, I've noticed, so has my friends actually." Emily confessed.
Maya raised a brow, "Oh really? Doesn't bother me, does it bother you?" she asked point blank.
Emily met her challenging gaze with determined eyes, "No it doesn't. You see they've been behind the scenes cheering this whole thing on." She gestured between them.
Maya stood and shouldered her things, "This whole thing?" she pushed.
Emily fought a smile, but failed, "Between you and me."
"Whatever are you referring to Ms. Fields?" Maya smirked innocently.
Emily rolled her eyes, "Maya!" she groaned.
The girl laughed and took pity on Emily, she stepped closer, her hand grazing Emily's stomach as she walked around her toward the door. Emily followed. "Ah you mean the tension that's been building." She leaned in close to Emily's ear, "That thing, right?" she whispered, her breath ghosting across Emily's cheek.
Emily nodded as Maya pulled away and smiled cheekily at her flushed face. "Well I guess we'll just have to see who caves first huh?" she stepped backward, "I got to say though, my self-control has always been a little…hard to handle." She smirked, and walked away, once again leaving Emily to her thoughts; perverted as they were.