Everything was blurry. All I could make out of my vision were people.. they were dancing. Slow dancing. And I was outside. The sound of "Make You Mine" by 2am blared through my ears. As my vision slowly returned back to normal, I realized something.

The people. The backyard. The chocolate brown wood.

I was at a cabin.. but not just any cabin. Noel Kahn's cabin.

What was I doing here? The only time Hanna and I came here was for Alison when she needed to get something from Noel or when we had nothing else better to do.

I sighed and glanced around, not really knowing what I was looking. My feet led me inside and they finally stopped. I was now standing in front of the photo booth. A smile crept onto my face as I remembered the first time I was in this photo booth.. with Maya.

It was where we first kissed and I loved every moment of it. Her lips on mine, her hand caressing my cheek. It was perfect until my dick of an ex boyfriend, Ben Coogan interrupted. Ugh what did I see in him? Oh right.. nothing. Ben was Ali's idea.

"She wants to see you." A voice from behind me said.

I spun around quickly to meet the eyes of the one and the only, Noel Kahn.

He stared at me firmly. Noel Kahn was the rich boy of Rosewood. His dad practically owned half of the town. I haven't seen him in so long. He had grown a beard, he had gotten a lot taller, he finally got a haircut, and his voice.. was more masculine. Puberty had worked miracles.

"Who?" I finally spoke, my arms folding over my chest. "How did I even get here?"

Noel glanced over at the crowd of people standing near us and back to me. "Let's go somewhere private."

"I'm not going anywhere with you Noel." I said, my tone more belligerent. "I don't trust you and I never have."

Noel placed his hand over his heart. He had a pained expression on his face that screamed fake. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"You still haven't changed, have you Fields?" Another voice spoke. This one much lighter and softer. More so like a girl voice.

I turned my head to see a brunette. She wasn't tall.. she wasn't short. She had a smirk on her face and I scoffed.

"Jenna Marshall?" My voice spoke, louder than I expected. "You're the one who wanted to talk to me?"

"Oh god no." Jenna scowled. "I just came down to tell you that she's still waiting.. and that she says she doesn't have much time left." She glared at me. "So you better hurry."

"Who is it?" Irritation filling my voice. "Who wants to see me and why would they want to see me here?"

"Because it was where she lived before she died." Noel blurted out, quickly covering his mouth from saying any more words.

Jenna gave Noel a "What-The-Hell-Man" look.

My jaw dropped slightly. Before she died? Who was she? Were they talking about Maya?

"What?" I asked. There was more confusion in my voice now than anger. "Can someone please just tell me what's going on?" Noel was about to speak but Jenna silenced him with her finger and whispered something in his ear, making him nod.

"She wants to speak with you before she leaves." Jenna sighed. "You're wasting time.. just go see her."

I gave up, "Lead the way." I sighed, slipping my hands into my pocket.

I had been so caught up in Noel and Jenna's 'secret dead person that wants to see you' drama, that I didn't even realize that everyone was gone. All the people that were dancing.. were gone. There was no trash on the floor. It was like they were never even there. But the music still played.

Now "Still Into You" by Paramore was playing throughout the cabin. Noel and Jenna had led me to a room that I never even knew Noel had in this cabin. This room was different from any of his other rooms. It was.. smaller. The walls were covered in posters. Posters of celebrities that I knew very well. Beyonce. Lady GaGa. Adam Lambert.

"She's here." Noel called out. He and Jenna began walking out of the room, closing the door behind them, leaving me inside a small room with no one.

"I knew this was a joke." I mumbled.

"What was?" A voice said. A voice I knew very well.

My heart dropped down into my stomach. No. It couldn't be. She's dead. No.

A frosty cold hand fell onto my shoulder, causing me to shiver a bit.

"Emily?" The voice spoke again.

I shut my eyes tightly as I turned around, "This is not real. This is not real." I mumbled to myself, my eyes still glued shut.

"Emily, look at me." Their voice at a whisper.

I took a deep breath as my breathing became unsteady, "Breathe Em." I felt their hand land on my cheek, slowly caressing it. "I miss you so much. If you only could open your eyes and let me see those beautiful eyes." I could sense their smile.

As if they had a mind of their own, my eyes slowly began to open, revealing my first ever girlfriend, my motivation, my everything, Maya St Germain and she was smiling up at me.

"There we go. Your eyes are still as beautiful as ever."

"I thought you were dead." I said.

"Oh I am. I am so dead, Emily." She grabbed my hand, giving it a light squeeze. "Can't you feel my skin?"

In deed I did feel her frosty skin, but it didn't stop me from intertwining our fingers.

"Emily, I don't have enough time so.." She glanced up at the ceiling, as if she was waiting for something. Then all of a sudden, a song starts playing. Not just any song. Our song. "Dancing Away With My Heart" by Lady Antebellum.

"Can I have this dance?" She asked, causing my mouth to form a light smile. I nodded and her hands fell onto my waist and my arms around her neck. "I know about the Olympic thing. I want you to know that I am proud of you, Emily. I'm glad you stuck to swimming."

"I couldn't have done it without you." I whispered. "Every time I felt like I wanted to quit, I thought about you.. you were my motivation to keep going."

She smiled. She didn't respond. We looked into each other's eyes.

I haven't seen you in ages.

"So you like her?" Maya asked, breaking the silence.

My eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"The lawyer.." Maya smiled genuinely. "Spencer Hastings."

"Oh." I chuckled. "No. Spencer's just a friend."

I lied... I think.

"It's okay Emily.. to move on. Spencer seems like a really nice girl. You need someone like her."

"But I have you.." I admitted.

I guess I didn't realize even at the moment, we lost so much

"I'm dead Emily.." Maya whispered. "And I'm not coming back. You have no idea how much I miss you but one of the main reasons I wanted to talk to you tonight... was to.. was to tell you to let me go."

"I don't think I can do that Maya.." My smile faded. "I can't let go of someone that I loved.."

"You have to..." Maya smiled. "She really enjoys your company and maybe-"

"Stop it!" I snapped. "Stop trying to change me. You know how much I hate that."

"I'm not trying to change you, Emily." Maya's hand caressed my cheek once again. "I'm trying to get you to live your life."

"My life is perfectly fine."

"You are still so stubborn." She chuckled.

Thunder boomed throughout the cabin, making me flinch.

Maya sighed. "That's my cue.. take a chance.. let me go."

"Wait.."

"Goodbye Emily, I love you."

My eyes fluttered open. I groaned. It felt like every time I blinked, my head pounded. I must have had a drink.. or twenty last night. I can't remember anything. And I mean anything. The last thing I remember is Aria crying during the movie we watched. Yeah.. Hanna really hurt her feelings yesterday.

The smell of toast, bacon and eggs snapped me out of my thoughts. I stood up from Spencer's bed and made my way into Spencer's kitchen, holding my head.

"There she is!" Alison said, a huge smirk on her face. "Sleep well?"

I groaned in response. Spencer came into view and handed me an aspirin and some water. Then she turned back to the stove, not even saying good morning.

"What?" I asked, playfully. "You can't say goodmorning?"

I took the aspirin and took a sip a water, the aspirin slipping down my throat. I held my head, "God what did you guys do to me last night?" I asked, groaning.

"Question is.." Aria whispered, pulling me into the hallway. "What did you do to Spencer last night?"

"What do you mean?"

"She means.." Alison whispered, joining us. "Why is she so quiet today? Did you guys have sex?"

"I have my clothes on, don't I?" I joked.

"Guys.. no really, I'm serious. Something is up with her. Emily, do you remember anything from last night?" Aria asked, causing me to shake my head. "Well then.. you have to ask her."

"What? Why me?"

"Because you made her like this." Alison spoke, her voice still at a whisper.

"Breakfast is ready." Spencer said, walking out of the kitchen. She walked pass us and headed upstairs to her room.

I glanced at Aria and Alison before making my way up to Spencer's room, "Spencer?" I called out.

"It's open." She said. I peeked my head inside to see her looking at me, fidgeting with her fingers. I walked over to the bed, sitting next to Spencer.

"Spencer, are you okay?" I asked.

No response. "Look, I'm sorry if I did something last night..."

My sentence was interrupted by the feel of Spencer's lips on mine. My eyes bulged out of my head. I was about to pull away, but then stopped when I thought about my dream last night.. about Maya. She was right. But just when I was about to return the efforts, she pulled away.

My eyes locked with hers trying to find some sort of emotion. But I couldn't find anything. She stood up from the bed and started to walk out of the door, but paused before looking back at me. She stared at me for awhile then, walked out of the door, leaving me there surprised, confused.. but mostly confused.

Confused as to what that was. Was it to keep me from asking questions? Was it just being friendly? Or was it.. genuine feelings. I let my fingers linger over my lips where Spencer's once were. Oh my god... Spencer Hastings kissed me and it felt damn good.

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