Stupid For Loving You

Five

"You know, I don't understand how we're your only friends." I turned around to face Aria, who was koala hugging Spencer. I had to admit, that looked adorable, these two looked like two puppies cuddling, but Aria's comment just annoyed me.

"I can have friends if I want to, I just don't." I snapped and noticed the people staring at me. When they noticed I was looking at them, they quickly went back to their conversations. "It's just–I'm so damn unapproachable." I groaned, crossing my arms.

"To Alison Dilaurentis you're the opposite of unapproachable." Spencer spoke up. "As a matter of fact, she might be approaching us right now."

I turned around to face Alison. She wore her hair up into a high pony tail today, and she wore a white sweatshirt with the word GUCCI imprinted on it. Her sleeves were rolled up. She paired it with a pair of gray sweatpants, and some dark purple jordans. A pair of sunglasses were rested on her nose. I looked down to her hands to see that they were occupied with a bouquet of white roses.

She looked down to them and smiled. "These are for you." She said and handed them to me. I forced a smile as her face brightened up. "The white roses symbolizes the purity of my love, and it's also a promise that I'll love you and only you." She beamed, and crossed her arms, proudly looking around. "Hear that, ladies and gentlemen? That's right. Emily Catherine Fields is mine and if any of you dare to make a move on my girl, I will turn your life into a living hell." She growled. She stood up straighter and smiled at me. Bipolar much? "Toodles." She said and walked away.

I gripped the flowers on my hand, trying to control my emotions, and turned back to the duo, whose jaws were dropped. "I did not expect that." Aria stated.

"I did." Spencer said and smiled at me. "Glad someone who actually has pure feelings for you has now got the balls to ask you out."

I gave her a tight smile and continued walking.

While I was walking to my class, by myself, because Sparia had different classes, I bumped into someone. You could probably guess who I bumped into.

"Oh, sorry, my lady." Yes, it was Alison.

She stuck her hand out and helped me up. For a second, she just stood in front of me, hands in her pocket, as she looked around until her eyes landed on me. "I'll take you to your first period. What class?"

"I-.. Uh.. Gym?"

Her blue irises gleamed as she gave me a cheeky smile, dimples appearing on her cheeks. "We have the same class."

Without enthusiasm, I mumbled a cool as we made our way to the gymnasium. Our coach was already standing in front of our class, explaining the instructions to the class probably, and the problem was that we were late.

I turned to Alison, and when I saw the small little smirk playing on her lips, I sighed in relief. She always had a plan anyways. "Come with me." She whispered and grabbed my hand.

She dragged me behind the gym and we ended up standing in front of the back entrance to the girl's changing room. With a smirk, she opened the door and we both entered. I went into one of the stalls and hurriedly changed into my gym clothes.

When we both finished changing, I looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "What are we gonna say to Ms Lovato?"

"Leave it to me, Princess." She said and winked. I looked away and blushed. We both went out and the whole class stayed silent as Ms. Lovato asked us what took us so long. Alison lied our way out of it and Ms Lovato seemed convinced because she told us to sit down with the rest of the class.

I stared at Alison in surpise as she smiled smugly at me. "I would have actually ditched, but since your grades are important to you and me, I decided to help you out."