Pretty Little Liars

''' Aria '''

   "That's what I crave. Attention, Glory, Fame" Alison spoke, as she admired herself in my mirror.

"But you've already got that, Ali. I mean everyone in school knows you, admires you" Spencer whispered as she helped me fold clothes.

"Yawn" Alison sassed, "That's quite boring Spence" Alison opened my jewelry box and pulled out a red necklace, which matched her skirt print.

"Then what do you want? For the whole world to know you? That's a little demanding, isn't it?" Hanna asked, glaring at her, while Alison changed shirts.

Alison eyed Hanna through the mirror, "Something like that. Its like a game, girls. You see different points and interesting clues, so you actually think your getting somewhere. But actually, you're right back at the start"

There was a sudden silence, while the girls tried to understand Alison's comment.

"Leave it, girls. You'll understand when the time comes" Alison said, putting on her original shirt on.

- - - - -

Me and Emily recalled this memory of Alison, while looking at Alison's "Missing" Poster, outside, in the school courtyard, the posters had been up for a year now, and the news had gotten quite big.

"She's gone, but she's still here" Spencer whispered. Me and Emily turned around, seeing Spencer standing behind us looking at the same poster in sorrow.

"Isn't that what she wanted?" I asked.

Emily nodded, "Fame, Glory..."

"Attention" Spencer finished for Emily.

There was a moment of silence passing through the air since Spencer, Emily, and I weren't in contact with each other since the disappearance of Alison DiLaurentis. The silence soon was interrupted by the school bell.

"I better get to class.." I whispered.

Spencer nodded in agreement, trying to keep up the conversation, "What class?"

"English" I replied.

The two girls stopped and stared at me, "Whats wrong?" I asked.

Emily and Spencer looked at each other, "I think were in your classes" Em spoke.

We all sat in class, early, and noticed Hanna Marin and Mona Vanderwal walk in. Hanna stared at us, in confusion and surprise. Me, Spencer and Emily exchanged glances. I tried to ignore Hanna, who was now the popular, prettiest girl in school. Class was starting and I bent down to get my books. I placed my books on my desk and looked up noticing something horrifying before my eyes. Ezra. I thought. The "teacher" who stood in front of the class was the one who I had been with the day before at the club. Not in a friendly way. I had kissed him, and now he was my teacher? 

I stared at him in shock, and depression. The fact that I may have had feelings for him connected with the fact that he was my new English teacher. And by the look on his face, It looked like he had feelings for me yesterday to. That would make him a pedophile wouldn't it? For kissing his student. My phone clicked, and I soon realised I was spending to much time thinking about Ezra.

"Maybe he just fools around with students all the time.

A lot of teachers do, you know. Just ask your dad. 

                                                                                         - A"