Pretty Little Liars

Chapter 3

"Friends share secrets. That's what keeps us close." - Sara Shepard

The fact that I just shoved a sock down my shirt to warm it up.

Update: I woke up an hour and a half early to watch PLL.

Update: I got a crap ton of homework today. Lucky yous that I wrote it on the bus.

(Ali P.O.V.)

I just feel so different?

Why am I sending evil texts to my friends?

They will never know.

"Ali?"

"Yes, Jackie?"

"You did not do good enough of a job trying to kill Aria. I want Ezra to be mine."

Why do I not call the cops now?

"Okay."

Jackie slaps me.

"Ow!"

"You did not call me A."

"Okay, A."

I swear she is going to kill me.

(Aria P.O.V.)

Graduation time.

Time to go to school.

Since Spencer is my ride to school, I need to get in her car. That's how they work.

I get on my crutches and hobble over to Spencer's car.

"This is awkward." I say.

"Aria, its fine." She says.

We get in her car and go to school for graduation.

Crap. I have crutches. I have to hobble around.

"Hand me the crutches." I say.

"Okay." Hanna reaches in the back.

"Didn't Fitz say that you have to use a wheelchair?"

"Shit. He did, didn't he."

"Yes. He even put it in the trunk."

I love him to pieces, but he does the right thing, and it drives me crazy sometimes.

After a long babbling speach from the Spencer Hastings, they move on to the diplomas.

I start drifting in and out of sleep.

"Emily Fields"

"Spencer Hastings."

"Noel Kahn."

I look at Hanna and we just scowl.

"Hanna Marin"

"Aria Montgomery."

I roll up to the stage.

I have never realized there was a ramp.

"Sorry, I took a while." I say, apperently very loudly.

"Oh, Aria." Spencer says when I get back.

"What? Did you hear me? Tell me you did not hear me."

"Yes. Everybody thought that it would take a minute or two."

Well then.

I am just on so many medications. I need to sleep.

You know, there is still like one hundred and fifty people. I could sleep a little. Or a lottle.

(Ezra P.O.V.)

Well, now I need to poke Aria.

"No sleeping." I whisper from behind her.

Aria cared for me when I got shot, so I will care for her now. Not because I'm obliged to, but because I want to.

"Why are you poking me?"

"Because you are not allowed to sleep, and I love you."

"Just let me sleep."

"No, you are not allowed to."

"I am gonna sleep."

"Then I will keep poking you."

"I love you, but I will poke you too." Spencer says.

"Fine! I will sleep. But when we get back to the hospital, I am sleeping."

"Okay." I say.

Oh sweet, sweet, Aria, you have no idea what will happen to us, as a couple of course, right after your graduation.