Rivalry

Part One

Alison DiLaurentis-
Alison and Spencer. The two weren't exactly 'best friends.' They were more like frenemies. Alison always loved having the title as the leader of the group. However she knew Spencer hated the idea of that and she,too wanted it. It was a cold night in Rosewood; and Alison had been in her room,staring at the ceiling having millions of thoughts swirl around her head. It actually only took a few moments before she had this 'brilliant' idea of hers. When she was bored, she always knew the exact way to get rid of it. She wanted them to crash a night club, and they weren't even eighteen yet. But,the blonde had her perfect ways. Fake ID's. Alison grabbed her iPhone dialing Spencer's number as she waited for her brunette friend to finally pick up. Now, she had her predictions. She knew Spencer would be the nerd that would be against this,but then again, since when was Spencer deciding things?

Spencer Hastings-
Spencer was sitting in her room with a book in her hand as usual.  She was studying for her upcoming exams which meant her social life was non existent.  Her bedroom floor was barely visible as it lay covered with books and pages upon pages of notes.  No one dared to bother her as everyone knew that when she went into study mode there was no talking to her.  She was flicking from page to page of her book and highlighting key words, completely oblivious to the outside world until the bright glow of her phone broke her concentration.  She looked down at the screen and seen a picture of the blue eyed blonde with her pearly white smile and perfectly shaped golden curls - Alison.  Spencer sat for a minute deciding whether or not to answer the call.  Alison was always up to something and Spencer wasn't in the mood for games especially when she was so stressed from studying.  After debating with herself about what to do she lifted the phone and accepted the call. "Alison"

Alison DiLaurentis-
A smirk plastered on her baby pink lips hearing Spencer's voice. Alison wasn't exactly a fan of waiting, and hearing how Spencer immediately answered was a relief to her. "Hey Spence." She now sat up properly,biting her bottom lip. Part of her always had slight nervousness from Spencer; even though she'd never ever admit it. "We're crashing a club tonight and I'm not asking for your permission. I'm just letting toy know." Her smirk grew wider, expecting the brunette to blow out of angriness any second now. Alison's perfectly manicured fingernails were tapping against the bed,not exactly sure on why she'd pick the 'nerd' when there was Hanna, the once she called hefty. Hell, that other blonde would do anything to fit in. But for some reason the younger DiLaurentis enjoyed annoying her friend,Spencer Hastings.

Spencer Hastings-
Spencer let out a sigh and cradled her phone between her ear and shoulder as she continued to obsessively highlight the pages of her book.  She should have never answered the call.  Spencer was sick and tired of how Alison never asked but always demanded her to do things, as if she were her puppet.  She can't stand how Alison thinks she can just control her and the girls.  The others don't have the guts to stand up to her or disobey the admired blonde, she could make you go from the top of the social scale to the bottom just like that but Spencer wasn't afraid to speak out and challenge her. "I'm busy Alison, I can't just drop everything to drink tequila shots and watch you flirt with frat boys"