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Chapter 3: The Jenna Thing

It was only a few hours after Alison's funeral and the five girls had gathered at the 'Rosewood Grill,' a popular restaurant in town. The girls had ordered a bit of food, but none of them were very hungry, not with what had happened at their friend's funeral- also it might have had something to do with the fact that they were just at their friend's funeral, so y'know.

Daisy felt like crap. This A person knew stuff that nobody knew about her... Besides Ali of course, but dead people can't send texts. And with Jenna and Wilden back in town, it was like all of her secrets from her past were being dug up right on time for Ali's funeral.

"Why was Jenna there?" Aria asked, referring to the young blind girl who used to go to school with them.

"I guess she's back," Spencer replied, making the rest of the girls give each other a worried look. Jenna coming back was exactly what they were afraid of.

"Maybe she was just visiting- for the funeral?" Daisy said optimistically, but doubtfully.

"Have we ever been that lucky when it comes to Jenna?" Hannah said with heavy sarcasm. "What about that cop? He acted like we were suspects or something." Daisy could feel her shoulders tense up at the mention of 'Detective' Darren Wilden.

"Do you think we looked guilty?" Emily wrapped her hands around her elbows and biting her lip in worry.

"Why would we?" Aria responded. "We haven't done anything wrong."

"Besides lie about the Jenna thing," Hannah snapped back.

"Wilden isn't investigating what happened to Jenna," Insisted Daisy. "He's inspecting what happened to Ali- which we have nothing to do with." The table of girls nodded in agreement with Daisy.

"Plus, we promised we'd never bring up the Jenna thing again, remember?" Spencer chided, lowering her voice to a whisper so that her friends would be the only one to hear what she was saying. "It never happened."

"Have you found a way to forget?" Aria asked, confusion laced into her tone. "I still wake up sometimes in the middle of the night."

"Aria, it was an accident," Spencer told the small girl in the most comforting voice she could manage.

"I personally prefer never talking about it," Daisy said pointedly. It was the truth- that was pretty much how she dealt with all of her problems.

Hannah pulled the flask out- the same one that Emily and Daisy had taken a drink from earlier- and poured a good portion of whatever was in it into her glass. A nosy man from another table near the girls gave Hannah a judgmental and disapproving look. She glared right back at him. "It's medicinal," She snapped. "Cramps!" With a shake of his head, the elderly man looked away, back to minding his own business.

The rest of the girls ignored that little interaction as Emily began to speak, "I don't get it," She breathed. "How does A know something about me that only Alison knew?" The girl voiced each of her friends thoughts. Only Ali knew about what went on between Jason and Daisy- what if A knew about what happened with Ryan in Daisy's first freshman year? Or any of the other skeletons she and her family had stuffed into their closets? Things that only Alison knew.

"Ali knew all of our secrets, but... We didn't know any of hers," Aria shrugged.

"I knew some," Spencer murmured, sounding almost ashamed. It was very unlike Spencer- the Hastings were a very proud people.

The girls leaned in, suddenly much more interested. A secret about Ali? "Go on," Aria insisted as the other girls nodded in agreement.

"Talk," Said Hannah shortly.