A/N: This chapter is a little on the short side, but the next few should be longer :D I am having trouble writing my other fics at the moment, because I have so much inspiration for this one and I don't want to lose it, ya know? Lol...

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"So, is something going on between you and Em?" Aria wondered, and I narrowed my eyes, snapping my head up to look at her. Had Hanna mentioned something to Aria? She wasn't looking at me, though, and I got the feeling that Hanna hadn't mentioned anything to her. Maybe Emily had. Or maybe she was just curious.

"I don't know," I answered cautiously, looking back down at my homework.

"Oh," Aria stated, and now I could feel her eyes on me. Maybe I would've done better with just answering with a simple no. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I bit my lip and looked to the left of my homework inside my binder. Sitting there, unopened, was my Emily journal. I hadn't looked in it since earlier when I was at Emily's. I swallowed thickly, grabbed the thing and tossed it at Aria, who caught it skillfully.

"What is this?" she questioned.

"Just open it," I insisted, not sure if I'd be able to get the words out. She opened the journal up to its first page and her eyes widened slightly. She flipped through the pages, stopping every now and then to read little bits and pieces. I watched her warily, afraid of what she might say afterward. I wasn't exactly sure why I was showing this to Aria, but it was probably because she was the only one of the girls who could keep something like that from Emily until I wanted to tell her. Hanna would blab it accidentally, and Spencer would argue with me until she basically forced me to tell Em.

"Wow," Aria muttered, still looking at some of the last of the word covered pages. "You've had this a long time."

I nodded, even though she wasn't looking at me, because I didn't trust my voice.

"You have to show Emily," Aria reasoned.

"I can't," I argued, shaking my head as she looked over at me.

"Why not? What is a better way for her to finally believe what you tell her than to realize that it's all actually true?" Aria questioned, which led me to believe that Emily had only mentioned her not trusting me.

"If I can't prove to her that I can be trustworthy, than there isn't a point in her knowing how what I felt for her," I stated.

"Felt?" Aria repeated, looking at me pointedly.

"Felt, feel, whatever. I don't even know what it is that I'm feeling. That's why I have this with me. It was locked up in a drawer, but I figured it would help me sort through all of the things that are tangled up in my head right now," I explained.

"Well, here's a tip for you. When the things in your head are way too tangled, stop listening to your head. Listen to you heart instead," Aria advised, giving me a half smile and tossing my journal back to me. I grabbed it out of the air and set it back down where it was before.

"What if my heart feels just as tangled?" I asked, but too quietly for Aria to hear me. I let out a sigh and looked away from the book and back at my homework. I needed to keep up with this stuff if I was going to finish school. I had barely tested my way into senior year. They almost made me take sophomore and junior year, or at least the latter, but with some helpful prodding from my dad, and a test that passed me out of sophomore and junior year, I was at the same level as my best friends. But I had to keep up.

A few minutes later, Aria's phone went off, and I felt my own vibrate in my pocket. Too freaked out to look at my own, I looked over at her, concerned, as she checked it. When she started to read it out loud, I knew that it couldn't be any good. "I hope I've given you enough time to bounce back. If any of you leave Rosewood, I'll do it all again, but this time, no one will get in my way. A."

I swallowed thickly. A gave us a little time to rest before giving us the glittering news that him or her trying to kill me was just proof of what could happen, if any of us tried to leave. "Do you think Spence and Em and Han got the text, too?"

"I'll text them all," Aria answered, sending out a text as she spoke. A few seconds later, she said, "Looks like they all got it, too."

"So A wants us to stay in Rosewood, but why?" I demanded. Aria frowned.

"I have no idea. Everyone's busy right now, but Spencer said we can all meet at her place tomorrow. That's where you're staying tomorrow, right?" Aria asked.

"I guess so. This 'Ali Watch' thing is kind of creeping me out honestly," I admitted.

Aria gave me a sympathetic smile. "We just don't want anything to happen to you."

"Emily thinks that A is going to target one of you guys. The ones who I'm not staying with at the moment," I explained.

"I hadn't thought of that," Aria admitted. "I guess we're all really concerned for you and haven't really thought of what A might be planning for the rest of us."

"We all need to be careful," I insisted.

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I managed to sleep a little bit that night, after Alison had insisted that things wouldn't necessarily be all bad. I probably would've been able to sleep a lot better if we hadn't have all gotten that A message. That was what mostly kept me awake all night.

It was Saturday the next day, so there wasn't any school. We were going to meet at Spencer's around noon, but I found myself showing up there nearly an hour early. Once I'd woken up early that morning, I hadn't been able to sit still, let alone fall back asleep.

"I thought we were meeting at noon," Spencer told me pointedly as I walked past her and into her house.

"We are, but I can't sit still. I had to get out of my house. My mom kept asking me why I'm so jumpy," I admitted.

"Why are you so jumpy?" Spencer asked. "No one else has died yet."

I shot her a glare. "That isn't funny."

"Look, Em, worrying this much isn't helping anyone," Spencer stated simply. "You have to calm down if you're going to help us figure out what we need to do."

"You're right, but I can't stop freaking out," I muttered, crossing my arms.

"Do you want me to make you some hot tea?" Spencer asked, making her way into the kitchen and to the stove.

I nodded and answered with, "Sure, thanks."

When the tea was done, we sat down at her counter table and didn't say anything. I sipped at the tea she'd made me and tried to keep my heart from beating out of my chest. I could not calm down.

At noon, there was a knock at the door. Spencer got up to get it, and in came Hanna, Aria and Alison. "Looks like we're all here," Hanna stated obviously. "When did you get here, Em?"

"She got here an hour ago because she can't stop freaking out," Spencer stated.

"Look, I have every reason to be scared, okay?" I snapped at Spencer.

"Calm down," Ali commanded, and I clenched my jaw, not saying anything else. I had to admit that Alison telling me to calm down was a little more effective than the others saying it. "We need to decide what to do about A."

"How are we going to do that?" I demanded.

"I think we need to have a sit down, look back at all of the stuff we still have from A and come up with some sort of correlation," Hanna stated.

"A has changed three times, Hanna, maybe more," Aria reminded her. "That won't work. This person might not be connected with Mona or Shana or anyone."

"I think the only way to really catch A is the catch him or her in the act of doing something," Spencer stated.

"What, like we did in junior year? When I pretended that I wanted to make a deal with A?" I asked, and I saw Alison visibly swallow from where she was standing.

"I don't think this A will fall for anything like that," Aria argued. "This A is obviously a lot more serious than Mona was."

"Unless Mona is A again and she's just gotten much more extreme," Hanna muttered.

"Well I was thinking that maybe we just need to have someone on our side watching us from a distance. Maybe while we're walking to school or something. I can ask Toby. He can just watch from a distance and see if he sees anyone else watching us," Spencer suggested.

"We can try it," Ali said, nodding, "but I don't think we should do it more than once or twice. A will catch on."

"Sounds worth a shot," I agreed. "Monday?"

"Should work," Spencer agreed, nodding.

"Good, so we've got some sort of plan," Hanna said, letting out a sigh of relief. I felt a little relieved as well, because having some sort of possibility of catching A calmed me down.

Alison cleared her throat. "So, anyone have plans today?"

Spencer, Hanna and Alison ended up hanging out at Spencer's, but Aria had a thing to do with Ezra, and I had plans to help Sydney with her swimming. I wasn't really excited about it, because Paige was going to be there, too, but I had promised her. Hopefully it would at least get my mind off of things.

I got to the pool and saw that Paige was there, but not Sydney yet. "Hey," I greeted. She glanced at me and nodded her greeting.

"Everything okay? I haven't heard from you since you came to me about the names," she said.

"I've been really busy. Ali's been going through some really tough stuff, so we're all trying to be there for her," I told Paige. I wasn't really lying to her, just stretching the truth a tiny bit. "But I promised Sydney about today, so."

Paige nodded that she understood, and then Sydney came in, dressed her in swimming attire.

I spent the afternoon critiquing Sydney's strokes and form. It made me feel at ease to be doing something that I was really good at. It made me feel like I was in control of something, finally. I almost wanted to just jump into the water and start swimming myself, but I couldn't, not until they said my shoulder was completely okay.

That night was easier. I slept almost six hours, which was the best I'd done pretty much all week. When I woke up the next morning, it dawned on me that today, Sunday, was my day to watch Alison. Which meant that she was staying at my place tonight.

I tried not to feel nervous as I got out of bed and got dressed. I wasn't sure when Spencer and I were going to do the trade off, but if it was going to be early, I wanted to look decent.

Spencer texted and said that everyone was going to meet at the Brew, and that she would have to go for some school club thing after. I hadn't even known that she was still doing any school clubs. Nevertheless, I got my purse and got ready to head to the Brew.

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