Secrets (Pretty Little Liars fan fic!!!!)

Chapter 15__If At First, You Don't Succeed, Lie, Lie Again

We were all at Spencer's house, walking downstairs.

"Wait, where's Ian?" Aria asked.

"Don't worry," Spencer told us. "He went to Philly to be with Melissa."

"I didn't realize life existed at this hour," Emily told us.

"Come on, guys, just walk," I told them. "You need to see this."

I sat at my computer on the counter.

"I always hoped my first sunrise would have tequila in it," Hanna told us.

"I'll make coffee," Spencer told us, walking over to the counter.

"Well, when it's ready, just pour it down my throat," Hanna told her.

I showed them the picture that Spencer and I had found of Alison and the shadow behind her on my laptop.

"I thought we were done looking at this," Spencer told me. "I mean, we know the shadow is Ian, right?"

I printed out the picture, walking over to the printer to pick it up.

"You woke us up for this?" Aria asked.

"It's important," I told them, sitting at the counter again. "I couldn't let it go."

I set the printed picture on the counter. 

"Have you been up all night?" Aria asked.

"Maybe," I answered.

"You have," Hanna told me. "One eye is bigger than the other. You look like a strung out Powerpuff Girl."

"Stop looking at the eye," I told them. "Just look at the picture."

"Who's having coffee?" Spencer asked.

Emily, Hanna and Aria raised their hands.

"I mean, there's only one place where this picture could have been taken from," I told them.

"Where?" Emily asked.

"Alison's bedroom," I answered, putting the picture down.

"No, Alison is in the picture," Hanna told us. "She clearly didn't take that."

"Okay, but somebody in her house did," I told them.

"Like who, her parents?" Emily asked.

"No," I answered. "Her brother."

"Jason?" Spencer asked.

"You know, my mom ran into him at the bank," Hanna told us. "He's back in town."

"Why?" Aria asked. "We have to call him."

"No, ew," Hanna told us. "I am not going to talk to him."

"Me either," Emily told us.

"I will," Spencer told us. "We need to know if he took this."

We nodded in agreement, looking at the picture.

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Emily and I were practicing with the swimming team before school, going back and forth through the water.

I finished first, getting out of the water, walking to the side, taking off the hair net and goggles.

Another girl named Paige got out of the water.  "Ease up, McCoy. This is practice, not a meet."

Coach looked at me. "Looks like somebody ate their Wheaties this morning. Way to hustle, Dakota."

I smiled. "Thanks, Coach."