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I Guess We're Cool

I Guess We're Cool (Cassadee Pope)

The school bell rang as she picked the paper that had fallen on the floor.

"Okay guys! Don't forget to do your homeworks. Please practice our routines. Keep safe, see you tomorrow!" Marley shouted to her students.

Yes. Marley was a teacher. Math teacher. But she also loved to sing and perform and stuff. So she's the adviser of the glee club of her school. (A/N: If yall are confused, she's Marley Rose from Glee. As in Melissa Benoist)

"Someone's looking sweaty..." Emily said while leaning against the door frame of the choir room, with her arms folded across her chest. "and hot." She smirked.

"Em! What are you doing here?" Marley ran to her fiance, giving Emily a quick kiss and hug.

"So I can't visit my future wife now?" Emily asked, a fake pout spread across her face.

Marley blushed, obviously loving how her fiance called her her future wife.

Grinning, she said, "I like hearing that." She closed the distance between her and Emily, then put her arms around her fiance, "And no, you can always visit me, Em."

Emily grinned widely, grabbed her fiance's waist and crashed their lips together.

She loved how her lips moved in sync with Marley's. She felt electric and her stomach flipped, but not like how Alison made her feel.

Emily pulled away from the kiss. Why am I even thinking about her again?

"Babe, what's wrong?" Marley asked worriedly as she sees Emily's face.

"Oh uh-uhm." She stummered, inhaled to keep her voice straight, "Nuthin. I'm just hungry." She smirked.

"Okay, Em. Don't give me that look." Marley said, unwrapping her arms on Emily.

"What look?" She asked.

"Whatever, babe. Let's just go eat REAL foods." Her fiance said, rolling her eyes.

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Alison made her way into Aria's apartment.

Aria called her to talk because Spencer said that Alison hadnt really been out of her house for three days (except yesterday), and they knew that something was bothering her. Oh I know it. She thought after hanging up with Spencer.

Ezra was there too, but decided to go out to give the girls some time alone.

"So Aria, what did you want to talk about?" Alison asked as she sat down on the couch.

"Uhm..." Aria started, but didnt know what to tell Alison.

The blonde raised her brows, "You know I dont like my time being wasted."

"Okay." Aria sighed. She wasnt afraid at all. She knew how to handle Alison, but after 4 years, she could see that this girl had gone fragile.

"I'm waiting." Alison said crossing her arms on her chest.

"Is something bothering you, Ali?" The short brunette asked slowly.

Alison just put a confused face, because she seriously didnt know what Aria was talking about.

Aria immediately continued as she sees Alison's face, "I mean, is it really okay for you to be here? To be in Rosewood? To see Emily? To witness her wedding? To see her hap--"

"I'm fine, shortie." Alison cut her off, not wanting to hear more.

"Don't lie to my face, Alison." Aria barked, getting serious.