𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔, 𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝒎. ¹

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘺 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩

it was monday morning and olivia was back at school. she was strolling down the corridor, dean's arm around her shoulders. "how was your weekend?" he hadn't seen her all weekend and she told him it was because she went to pittsburgh.

olivia smiled, "it was great, aria and i went to go see the new superman movie." which wasn't the best part of her weekend but it was pretty fantastic.

"how was james?" he asked as olivia caught a glimpse of someone. "fantastic," she smiled before she pulled away from him. "i have to do something but ill see you in maths." she gave him a soft smile, walking away.

mona smiled when she saw olivia, "hey, can i talk to you in private?" the redhead crossed her arms over her chest. "of course." mona nodded as the girl led her into ezra's class.

the dark haired girl got comfortable, sitting down on his desk, her legs crossed. "what is this about?" she had a soft smirk on her face as olivia moved closer to her. they were face to face, olivia rested her hands on the table beside the girl.

"i know it's you." olivia had a soft smirk on her lips, staring into the girl's honey brown eyes. "what are you talking about?" the girl's eyebrows pinched together.

olivia just laughed, "don't play stupid." she pulled away, "you wanna know how i know it's you?" olivia sat down on the first desk, leaning back with her hands on the table.

"i still have no idea what you're talking about." mona crossed her arms over her chest, olivia laughing again. "let's just say i got a tip from an old friend." olivia had gotten the call about a few weeks after she found out about a.

she was half asleep when she answered the call, "hello." she wiped the sleep from her eyes as she sat up. "hello stranger." she recognised the voice on the other end, she knew it very well.

"the girls are doing fine if that's why you called." olivia sat up in her bed, getting comfortable. "i know exactly how they are but thanks for taking care of them for me." the girl on the other side said.

"i went to your funeral, it had quite the turn out." olivia teased.

"i don't have time for this, i need to tell you about a." the girl spoke in a hushed voice.

"who is it?" olivia furrowed her brows.

"mona."

olivia looked at the girl now, there was no way to lie now. "listen." the girl got up again. "i know you think everyone around is so slow but here's news for you bitch, i was you." olivia drew closer again.

"i invented your entire petty bitch act. i went to boarding school, i was the rich preppy fake bitch and you're just a poor copy cat." olivia hadn't told the girls what she knew yet but she figured they were bound to find out on their own.

"are you threatening me?" mona sat up, she wasn't going to be scared of easily. "oh, you're not as dumb as you look." olivia's laugh echoed through the small room.

"in a few weeks i won't be here anymore." olivia paced softly across the room. "but if aria tells me anything about what you're doing." she paused, looking over at the girl. "ill come back and ill fucking kill you." olivia opened the door, "so don't be a bitch." she smiled as she walked out of the room.