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Chapter 4: To Kill a Mocking Girl (Part One)

"Who's idea was this again?" Hanna whined.

The five girls found themselves walking along together in the middle of the once familiar woods of Rosewood. Trees surrounded them, and they had walked long enough that they couldn't hear the cars from the roads. All they could hear was each others voices and the breeze moving the leaves above them.

Daisy hated it. It made her on edge- all the A crap already had her paranoid and jumpy, and being in those woods was not helping her get out of that mind set. It seemed as though Hanna wasn't too happy with their current situation either.

"Emily's mom," Spencer told Hanna.

"The shed was me," Explained Emily. "My mom said we should do something for us."

"Well," Hanna said. "Couldn't we do something without mosquitoes?"

"They're not mosquitoes, they're gnats," Aria said, as though that would calm Hanna down.

"Whatever!" The blonde girl snapped, waving her arms frantically. "They're small and annoying and they're flying up my nose."

"Well, they're attracted to your perfume," Said Spencer with a small, playful smile. "And your hair product. And your lip gloss."

"So, what are you saying?" Hanna crossed her arms. "I attract flies?"

"No-" Daisy chuckled. "You attract gnats, according to Aria."

"Why do I feel like this is the wrong way?" Emily changed the subject with a worried tone in her voice.

"No, this is it," Spencer said confidently. "I remember that tree. It's the halfway point. There's one hundred thirty six steps left to the shed." Emily and Aria both shared a confused look with each other

"Have you been here since..." Emily started. "Since Alison?"

"Me? No. No way," Spencer insisted, while shaking her head. Daisy couldn't imagine going back to that shed after Ali went missing. She hadn't even thought about it. Not just because it would bring up the memories of her and Ali and her friends there, but also because she didn't trust herself to be able to find it. Unlike Spencer, clearly.

"But... You remember that tree?" Aria asked.

"You guys," Interrupted Hanna. "It's not that weird. We used to come out here like every single day... Even after..."

"Also, did you forget that it's Spencer?" Daisy said, trying to lighten the mood- it only worked a little, though, as it got a light chuckle out of the other four girls.

The girls walked in silence for just a few minutes, until they finally arrived at the wooden shed. The girls had spent hours there during summer days and nights after school. Many games of truth or dare and would you rather were played in that shed. Daisy remembered them well- though she also remembered rain checking a lot of dates that were planned between the six girls in that shed so she could hang out with Jason while no one was at the DiLaurentis house... But that was behind her...

Spencer was the first to speak up when they reached the shack. "I think that this is the totally wrong place to do this... Whatever you call it- Shrine," She confessed to her friends.

"It's not a shrine," Emily turned around to face Spencer, a pleading look in her almond eyes. "It's just a place to remember Alison. What's wrong with that?"

"Doing it out here makes it look like we have something to hide."

"You're worried about what other people think?"

"Well, aren't you?" Spencer snapped- Emily fell silent. Daisy understood where Spencer was coming from- Rosewood was filled with nosy people. Anything deemed mildly interesting would spread around the town within seconds. They had to be careful, they had been the center of attention for awhile, what with being the dead girl's friends and all. "Do you really want to give that creepy detective more reasons to question us?"