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A year had passed since Alison DiLaurentis disappeared off the face of the earth, and the five ex-friends of the powerful, vindictive girl were entering their junior year of high school.
Although it was strange to be entering another year...
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Ivy was sat in the cafeteria with Aria, drinking coffee. "So, what did you do last night?" Ivy asked her. "Nothing, I sat at home. I watched a movie."
"Nice." Ivy replied. "What did you do?" Aria wondered.
"Oh, nothing. I hung out with Hanna."
Emily came storming over to them. "Why is your phone turned off? I was trying to reach you all night."
Ivy pointed to herself. "Me?"
"Yes." Emily paused. "I need to talk to you about Jason." Aria looked back and forth between the two, confused.
"Okay?" Ivy spoke unsure.
"Ivy, Jason had pictures of you. Creepy pictures." Emily blurted.
"Uh, what?" Ivy stared at her with wide eyes. "Spencer and I found a darkroom in his woodshed, ok? He developed photographs of you sleeping."
"Sleeping?"
"Sleeping or drugged." Emily replied. "Okay, well, Did I at least look good?" Emily gave her a look.
Spencer sat down at the table. "For the record, I never bought Jason's whole act. Hanging around here, pretending to be concerned about at-risk youth, using Aria's brother to get to you."
"Hold on. He really did help Mike." Aria cut in. "Yeah, and why would he use Aria's brother, to get to me? Like, what?"
"Ivy, he's dangerous." Spencer said.
"He's not, but, I got to go." Ivy stood up, walking away.
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Ivy wandered into the hallway after talking with Emily and Spencer. Her eyes landed on Jason, who was talking to a student. Jason looked up, making eye contact with her.
Ivy stormed over to Jason after the student had walked away. "Can I talk to you?"
"Hey, yeah—"
Ivy interrupted him. "Why do you have those pictures of me?"
"What?" Jason said taken aback. "My friends said they found pictures that you took of me sleeping. How did you even take them?" Ivy asked. "Did you, like climb a ladder up to my window?"
"Hold up. Your friends are the ones who broke into my darkroom?" He stopped her with a questioning look. "So what? The point is, they found the photos, photos you didn't want found." Ivy argued.
Jason walked round her. "Man, I swear, this town never changes. People would rather sneak behind your back than ask you a direct question." Suddenly the bell rang, making Ivy jump before she snapped back into reality.
