We got into his car and drove hastily to Rosewood High: my prison and his source of income. He got out and opened the door for me. We searched our surroundings for wandering eyes and after finding no one, kissed each other and walked our separate ways.

I avoided everyone in the hallways, no matter how much I wanted to talk. I was in the best mood, and Ezra and my baby were the cause of that. I quickly realized that I still had my engagement ring on my left hand and swapped it to my right hand so that no one would suspect anything. I also uncrossed my arms again, as this was now becoming something I do on a regular basis. As I stood at my locker, I heard three familiar voices behind me.

"Aria?" Spencer asked. I immediately turned around to face them. They all had the most concerned looks on their faces, and that began to worry me.

"Hey!" I replied, happily. Almost in a tone that was too joyous.

"Look who FINALLY stopped moping about Mister Mystery!" Hanna exclaimed.

"HANNA!" Spencer and Emily called out in unison. I sincerely believe that they do that solely to annoy Hanna.

"Sorry, Aria. I'm happy that you're not Ms. Grumpy anymore." Hanna said, pulling me in for a hug. We were near a window, so I think Emily saw my ring flashing, because she grabbed my hand.

"Okay," She began saying as she inspected my ring. "Who gave you this and where the hell can I get one?"

"That would be my grandmother," I said as I began yet another lie. "And I'm pretty sure it's vintage." At that moment, I realized that my life was starting to become one gigantic lie. Ali would be proud.

"Crap." Hanna said. "I seriously wanted one of those."

"Listen, the bell is about to ring and I'm not gonna let my perfect attendance and the Hastings name be soiled because of a piece of jewelry." Spencer stated sarcastically as she began to sprint down the hallway towards our chemistry lab.

"SPENCER!" Emily called out as Spencer began to run into the classroom. "New semester, remember? We have English first!" As soon as she said that, I saw a very tired-looking Spencer running in the opposite direction.

"My calves better be PERFECT by the time I'm done with this year." She muttered as she passed us.

We all laughed and then began chasing after Spencer. What would I do without these girls? As they ran, I walked at a fast pace because I read somewhere that running, even early in your pregnancy, isn't healthy for the baby. It felt so weird to think that I now have another human being growing inside me. Just the thought of having a baby with the man I love the most was enough to almost make me cry. I also wanted to cry at the fact that I can't even share these huge milestones in my life with my family and friends whom I love so much. I figured that I was feeling hormonal because of, well, my hormones; but this was a lot to take in. As much as it pained me to do so, I knew that I was doing the right thing for Ezra, myself and my unborn child by hiding everything in this moment in time.

"ARIA! Hurry your ass up!" Hanna called over her shoulder at me. I smiled a weak, little smile and tried to walk a little faster.

Emily, Hanna and Spencer reached the classroom before I did, so they decided to wait. It would obviously take me longer to walk across the school than they, but they didn't know that. They started to get annoyed.

"What is going on with her?!" Spencer asked to Emily and Hanna, panting.

"I don't know." Emily replied, fixing her hair.

"Me neither," Hanna began,"but I seriously think that the answer, or at least one of them, is in that file we saw her carrying."

"I just wouldn't feel right stealing that from her." Emily said with an obviously uncomfortable look on her face.

"Do you really think I do?!" Spencer replied for Hanna. "But I don't want to have secrets tear us apart again."

"Those might be private records, though. What if she doesn't want us to see them?" Emily said, biting her nails. All of us always had our nervous ticks. Emily bit her nails, Hanna complained about anything AND everything, Spencer messed with her clothes and tore bits of string off her sweaters and I crossed my arms over my abdomen. As you can probably see, I was and still am the weird one.

"If she wanted us to see them, she would've already showed us. She seems on edge, and I think she needs her friends right now." Hanna replied.

Just then, I finally caught up with the girls. They immediately stopped talking. At that time, I didn't know that they were suspecting me of anything, so I didn't know what I did wrong. Obviously, I was worried that they might have been onto me, but they're my friends. It was a well-known fact that they could see right through me, and I them.

"Hey! Sorry about being late to the party!" I said, jokingly. "My stomach isn't feeling too great and running would probably just make it worse." For the first time this week, I had actually told the truth to my friends. Well, it wasn't the whole truth, but it wasn't a lie, either. Again, Ali would be proud.

As we walked into our English classroom, Ezra was facing the old-fashioned chalkboard while writing up key points of his lecture.

As we took our seats, Ezra turned around to grab some notes from his desk. He saw me there, and his face grew much happier and the aura in the room changed dramatically. We all suddenly felt happier. I think this is because Ezra Fitz has that effect on everyone he knows, including myself.

I also felt eyes staring at me from the back row. I think my friends noticed how happy I suddenly became, as my posture straightened and my head perked up. I think they also noticed how Ezra didn't stop looking at me for a solid ten seconds. Only my closest friends would notice something as subtle as that.

All throughout his lecture, we occasionally made eye contact and smiled at each other. He would run his fingers through his hair while he was talking if he knew I was looking at him. I would unconsciously move my arms to my comfort spot on my body, and he would smirk a little. It felt like we were on the same page in out relationship for what felt like the first time in awhile, and it was fortunately going to stay that way.

Then, about halfway through class, the door opened and I saw a horrifyingly familiar face.

"Mrs. Montgomery." Ezra began. I could tell that he was growing nervous."How can I help you?"

"Can I speak to my daughter for a moment?" She said. "I assure you, it won't take long."

"Of course." Ezra said, his face growing as pale as my own. "Miss Montgomery?"

I carefully stepped outside the classroom with my mother following behind me. She closed the door, and looked straight into my soul. It quickly made me uncomfortable, and I had to look away.

"Aria, why didn't you come home last night?" She said, shifting her weight to her dominant leg and crossing her arms.

"I went to go see my boyfriend..." I replied, looking downward. I could still tell that she was staring at me.

"You're already dating again?! You just broke up with that mystery boy who broke your heart. I really think you should take a break!"

I was silent for awhile, then I finally looked her in the eyes and told yet another lie.

"That's the point," I began, trying to feign tears,"I went over there to apologize. He raised his voice at me and I left. It was late and I didn't want to come home, so I slept in my car. I hope you're not upset..."

As I said this, I could tell my mother was buying it. She pulled me into a hug and kissed me on the forehead.

"I'm not upset," She said, still holding onto me,"I just wish you would've called. Please at least text me next time, okay?"

"Okay." I replied, breaking our embrace.

"Now, go back to Mr. Fitz's lecture. I'll see you at home, okay?"

"Okay." I said, opening the door as she walked away.

Right when I stepped through the door, the school bell rang, telling all the students that second period was almost beginning. Everyone rushed out of the classroom, and I walked back in to grab my books. I slipped them out of the desk and walked over to Ezra's desk. He hugged me quickly and pecked me on the lips. It didn't matter where we were, because when Ezra kissed me I immediately felt right at home.

Then, I saw something on his desk. I walked over to it and picked it up carefully. I almost started crying again. There, in my hands, was a framed copy of our baby's first ultrasound.

"This was one of the only things that got me through the first hour of the school day. The thought of seeing you and kissing you is the other." He said while taking my hand. "I was thinking that we could get matching frames to each have at our houses. It's a bit cliche, I know."

"I think it's a wonderful idea. In fact, I love it." I said while putting the picture back down onto his desk.

"I love you AND our baby more than you could ever imagine, Aria." He said, holding my hand in his. I looked up at his gorgeous eyes and sweet smile and I fell in love all over again. I don't know how I got so lucky. "Do think it's a girl or a boy?"

"I have the sneaking suspicion that our baby's a little girl." I replied with a smile.

"How do you know?" He asked with a smirk. "Not that I don't love the idea of having a little mini you running around, because I do."

"Two words: maternal, instinct." I whispered in reply. He laughed before gathering his thoughts and returning to his stern teacher-mindset.

"What did your mom want to talk about?" He asked, cocking his head to the right. Whenever he does that, I can't help but laugh a little.

"She just wanted to know why I didn't come home last night. And before you ask, no, I didn't tell her yet. If I did, you would've seen a chair go flying through the window."

"Or at me." He replied, laughing.

I hugged him again and I grabbed my book bag as I left. I was interrupted by his hand on my shoulder, and I quickly turned around.

"I love you." He said, placing his hand on my stomach."The both of you."

I kissed him and waved as I walked out the door. I felt so warm and fuzzy, like I did when we first kissed. Now, I was engaged to the most wonderful man in the world, and I couldn't be happier.

If this was life as Ezra Fitz's fiancé, I'd like to stay this way forever.