Hanna
"Morning," Wilden said to me as I entered the kitchen. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Where's my mom?"
"I guess she ran upstairs for something. I'm trying to figure out what makes this stuff spreadable. You want a waffle or something?" he asked, his eyebrows raised.
"No, thanks."
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Aria
"Well, you're pretty far into it," my dad commented at the restaurant.
"Yeah, I've got, like, 60-some pages left. And I don't want it to end," I said blandly.
"You should read her biography next."
"The father-worship thing becomes a lot clearer," my mom said, smiling across the table.
"Well, I would worship both of you a lot more...if you got me another one of these."
"Uh, the poppy seed? We'll split it. Make sure your father doesn't drink all my coffee, please." My mom left the table.
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Spencer
"You can't avoid seeing people, sweetie. It is what it is," I heard my mom say to Melissa as I stood in the hallway.
"And what's that? Sad? Humiliating? Pathetic? All of the above? Just...take someone else. I don't want to have to explain a wedding that's never going to happen to every last club member," she sighed. I walked in.
"Morning, honey," mom said and I nodded, sitting at the counter.
"Excuse me," Melissa muttered, throwing wedding magazines into the trash can. Dramatic much?
"Where's dad?"
"He left for the office," mom answered.
"Already? So he ran without me? Why didn't he just knock on my door?"
"He was busy. He was helping Melissa dispose of some things that...Wren left behind."
"Unfortunately, you weren't one if them," Melissa said snarkily. Bitch...
"How many times am I going to have to say it?" I growled, slamming my fist on the counter.
"Oh, girls, please! I can't arbitrate on one cup of coffee!"
"Who's calling the paper to pull the announcement? It was hard enough changing my status on Facebook!"
"I'll take care of the newspaper."
"What about the engagement dinner? Do I have to make that call?"
"No, honey, of course not. Just look up the number and I'll leave a message. Where are you going, Spencer?"
"I'll eat in my room." I grabbed my plate and started walking away.
"Oh, no, you won't. I just dry cleaned your bedspread. Sit at the table."
"Don't think I'm welcome..."
"That's never stopped you before."
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Adrien
I sat on my bed with a magazine in my hands and my phone lying between my crossed legs. I kept glancing down at it, chewing on my bottom lip, waiting on Jason to call just so I could ignore it. I three the magazine across the room and groaned, pulling a pillow over my face. My phone beeped and I picked it up to see Noel Kahn's name on the screen.
Party at my cabin 2night. Hope to see u there(;
God, he was annoying. And a creep. But he was hot... I wouldn't mind going, I guess. As long as one of the other girls was going, too. Noel's parties usually got wild. I decided that it was time to get up for school and I dressed in jeans, boots, and a sweater before pulling my long hair into a high ponytail and leaving the house.
At school, Noel Kahn's party was all anti could talk about. It was stupid... I sat in the classroom, talking with Spencer.
"Russian History?" I asked and she nodded. "How many AP classes does it take until your brain explodes?" I laughed, playfully punching her shoulder.
"I'm already drowning in there!"
"Why? What's drowning you? A B-plus?"
"First paper's due Monday and I've written two words: my name." She rolled her eyes and hopped off my desk, leaving the room to find Aria. When the bell rang and they all came into the room, they were talking about someone.
"He's back, too? When did that happen?" Aria said quietly as she sat behind me.
"Maybe she needs help sending radioactive emails," Hanna muttered.
"Yeah, or he may be sending a few of his own..."
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Bad Blood / j.d.
Random"Secrets... Secrets can kill you. Whether they're other people's secrets--your family and friends'--or your own." Adrien Rossi was Alison's childhood friend, knowing her and Jason since birth. After the DiLaurentis's moved when they were still small...
