˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ TEEN SPIRIT ❝ our little group has always been and always will until the end ❞
【 in which adalind barlowe and her friends get messages from an unknown person while
adalind and an her ex fall back in love in the middle of it al...
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chapter four can you hear me now? ⎯⎯⎯⎯
The next day the girls met up by a bench in town, one they were going to make into a dedication to Alison. "How bad did your mom bust you over wrecking Sean's car?" Emily asked. "Okay, I did not wreck it, I damaged it." Hanna said, defending herself. "And, actually, everyone's being really mature about it." Hanna added. "Oh." Emily said, making Hanna look at her. "There's no "Oh" we're just being grown-up, that's all." Hanna said. "Okay, so the town is gonna put in a new bench," Aria said, pointing to the run-down bench.
"And we'll plant flower beds, and there's gonna be a pathway of art tiles." Adalind added onto her cousin's sentence. "Art tiles?" Spencer asked, confused as she sat down on the bench. "Mmm," Adalind hummed and nodded. "Messages, Pictures, Memories of Alison." Emily said. "Oh, like little headstones." Hanna said sarcastically. "Hanna!" Adalind said, hitting her arm lightly. "What?" she said, as if she hadn't said anything. "We should each do a tile." Emily said, and Adalind nodded in agreement.
"You know, I've had Alison's bracelet since the day we found it in the woods, and I don't want the responsibility." Hanna said as she dug through her bag for Alison's purple bracelet. She held it out towards her friends, hoping one would take it. "I don't want it." Aria and Adalind said in sync. "Seriously, somebody take this." Hanna pleaded with her friends, and eventually Spencer took it from her. "Look at us, bunch of babies." she said as the rest of them went silent, not knowing what to say.
"There's nothing 'A' can say or do to get us into trouble without making trouble for herself." Spencer said as she looked at her friends. "Are you sure it's a her?" Adalind asked. "Him, her, it doesn't make any difference." Spencer responded before pulling out her laptop from her bag and opening it up. "What are you doing?" Emily asked. "I'm gonna black all messages from people that i don't know." she answered, typing away on her laptop. "IMs, texts, emails, everything, screw 'A'." she added before a noise came from her computer. "There." she said, before looking at her friends. "Who's next?" she asked.
It was Emily who took the computer from Spencer, and as she sat down Spencer stood up, who then noticed Mr. Fitz riding his bicycle across the road from them. "I spy with my little eye, something that begins with 'F'" she said. "Hey Mr. Fitz." Hanna called out with a wave, making him look over at them as Adalind looked over at Aria who looked like she wanted to anywhere but there. "Looking good, Mr. Fitz." Spencer called out before Aria had sat down next to Emily just as she finished. "My turn." she said as she took the computer from her.
"There are teachers that you don't wanna see on a bike, and there are some teachers you do wanna see on a bike." Spencer as she stared at Mr. Fitz. "I would not wanna see Mr. Gilardi on a bike." Hanna said, making Adalind cringe as she shook her head. "I don't wanna think of Mr. Gilardi in motion of any kind." Adalind said as she crossed her arms as the girls, besides Aria, chuckled. "Ah, Mr. Fitz." Hanna said in a dreamy tone. "Hanna. Your turn." Aria said, snappily, making Adalind give her a look.
