pretty little liars ☹

chapter six

reminisce [rɛmɪˈnɪs];
indulge in enjoyable recollection of past events.

alyssas point of view

the bell goes to signify the end of school. finally. i collect my psychology books and make my way to my locker. i shove a handful of book i have homework for into my bag and carelessly throw my black leather bag over my back. straightening out my black flannel, i pick a piece of small lint off my ripped blue skinny jeans. my hair trails curly on my shoulders as the wind blows past me. i make my way to the music rooms; the spot where me, abaset, brielle, ronan and josh would always be found at recess and lunch breaks.

i make my way into the hallway of the building and see brielle and ronan on two chairs. silence. none of the teachers have seen us here in years so naturally they were very surprised when abaset walked in, re-assembling the squad. our old music teacher, Mr Compasso, saw all of us and greeted us as he usually would; by aiming a dumb blond joke at brielle.

"why do blondes wear their hair up," he ridicules.

"why?" brielle asks in fake interest.

"to catch everything that goes over their heads," he remarks, making me laugh. brielle just gives me a dark look.

"can we have a music room or not," brielle snaps, clearly considering our music teachers attempt to continue tradition as a waste of time.

"sure, use the usual one."

we all walk into our favourite music room; the small one with a heater, a sink, a piano and multiple chairs. i lie down on the huge piano chair, like i used to, and smile. so many memories came flooding in but soon i was cut out of fantasy and back into reality.

"oh, curly hair alyssa, haven't seen that in a while." i expected brielle to notice that i gave up on straightening my hair, but i didn't expect a snarky comment about it.

"new dress brielle, haven't seen anything that short in a while," two can play at this game. before brielle has the chance to say anything back, abaset cuts in.

"anyway, did any of you get a text?" she asks with curiosity.

"nope."

"i didn't"

"im -A free."

"i didn't either," abaset says, whilst giving a sigh of relief. "see, it must have just been a sick prank, not a real threat," abaset continues confidently.

"yeah, i guess your right," ronan exclaims. "remember all the memories in here?"

brielles point of view

"remember all the memories in here?"

i do. i remember all the stupid times all of us had, with josh. we would laugh ourselves stupid and tell each other shitty secrets. we would annoy each other to the point of wanting to kill each other, but we all deep down knew we loved each other.

"this place is the birth place of 'babs bahoobies and booties'," alyssa exclaims whilst laughing.

"remember when we accidentally left the 'babs bahoobies and booties' vouchers in the girls bathrooms!"

"oh my God, no one understood what the hell they meant." at this point we are all laughing as babs bahoobies and booties was easily the highlight moment of year eight for us.

"remember all the stupid things we would randomly say." i contribute to the conversation.

"i remember when alyssa asked if she could sit in the sink," abaset says laughing, which causes all of us to laugh again as well. "and how we would always create ships between ourselves. my favourite by far is still by far bralyssa." abaset adds. alyssa and i hi five.

"and how we would always have a near death experience when we were following josh to the oval," i add. we all smile and chuckle at the memory, but cant quite let go of the fact that josh is gone forever.

"all the assignments and birthday parties between us," ronan mentions. "especially when none of us but alyssa and abaset do the work, and we all get 100 percent."

"well alyssa was always the 'mum' of the group!"

"the days at Knox when we went shopping and brought the biggest shit-load of lollies ever!"

"and the day alyssa dressed up as a super star, and us her body guards!"

"two people actually believed us. they both asked for an autograph."

"we had so much fun" i say when the laughter dies down. "we really did."

ronans point of view

"we really did." we really did.

"well now we have a detective investigating us as suspects of our best friend's murder," alyssa speaks as if its just a casual everyday sentence.

"way to bring down the mood alyssa," brielle says sarcastically.

"sorry, but its true," alyssa mumbles.

"this wilden guy is a dick," i say out loud. "he is rude, arrogant and thinks we could have something to do with joshes murder!" i spit my words with venom. none of us could ever hurt our best friend.

"well, the dick better find out who actually hurt josh, otherwise i'm raising hell," abaset says aggressively. those two were always close.

"well, all we can do is tell the truth, and aid in the investigation as much as we can," brielle states plainly.

"true," i say.

"well, at least their are no more -A messages," abaset reiterates.

"hey babe you said five minutes," ashton comes walking into the room. i see alyssa roll her eyes at him, but ashton also sees. "maybe if you keep rolling your eyes, you will find a brain up there." all of us, including brielle laugh; but not at alyssa being 'burned' but how stupid ashton seems by calling alyssa dumb.

"alright, ill keep that in mind." alyssa says sarcastically whilst laughing AND rolling her eyes again.

"babe are we going or not," ashton asks impatiently. brielle gives us all a guilty look.

"see ya guys! meet here tomorrow recess, with ashton?"

"sure."

"yep."

"cool."

"oh and alyssa, don't  worry. ashtons not a dick after you get to know him." ashton wears a defeated face.

"so you agree with me, he is a dick right now though!" everyone laughs at alyssas smug face towards ashtons eye roll. i instantly know what alyssas now gonna say.

"hey ashton, i saw that: keep rolling your eyes and maybe you will find a brain up their." alyssa mocks ashtons former voice when he was ridiculing alyssa. now everyone is hysterical, including brielle.

"so much eye rolling, it would make a bowler proud." abaset mutters. ashton just walks out of the music room and into the hallway.

"BYE!" we all chorus as brielle follows after ashton grinning.

we will be here again tomorrow recess time. maybe, just maybe, we will be able to mend our friendship.

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special thanks to @itsjustabaset for editing this chapter and @brielle123 for encouraging my lazy ass to actually write chapters 🖤