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A/N:  This is my first Pretty Little Liars fanfiction.
Sorry if it's inaccurate!

Aria pushed her way out of the classroom,  tears streaming down her face.
She ducked into the girls toilets making sure that nobody could see her colossol breakdown.
Did it even matter at this point?
Good.
The bathroom was empty,  she hoped nobody would walk in on this.
Recently,  she was acting a hell of a lot like Spencer.
Sitting cross-legged on the floor and leaning back on one of the stall doors,  her eyes flickered over the paper in front of her.
An F.
She got an F on her paper.
Her parents were going to kill her!
Okay,  probably not literally.

Aria threw her bag over the paper quickly,  as if the action was going to make the scarlet red F in big bold letters magically disappear.
For the record,  it didn't.
Aria normally got decent grades,  but never had she got an F on a paper in her life!
Okay,  now she was acting like Spencer for real.
She wouldn't have been surprised if she looked into the crystal clear mirrors in front of the sink and suddenly saw Spencer's face,  instead of hers!
Grabbing her phone out of her bag quickly,  she sent a text to Spencer,  hoping that she could find some way to help her fix this problem,  or at least make her forget about it.
Next period started soon,  Ezra's class specifically.

Aria thought about this for a minute.
Should she go?
Her boyfriend would only pester her about not attending afterwards.
It was nearly the end of the day.  Well,  after Ezra's lesson finished,  anyway.

***

Spencer had promised Aria that she would set aside the time to help her improve her essay and that it wasn't a problem,  she was on top of her work anyway and had pretty much finished everything that she needed to for the year.
Aria kept her mind fixed on this as she ducked out of the cover of the girl's toilets and back down the corridor.
It was the end of the day.
Finally.
It hadn't come fast enough.
Rushing down the corridors to the doors that would finally release her from her hellish day,  she heard a voice.
"Aria!"  The voice called behind her,  almost urgent.
That voice sounded a lot like...
Ezra.
She turned to see Ezra running down the corridor towards her,  seemingly out of breath.
Great.
Just what she didn't need right now.
Aria forced a smile and looked up at him,  "Hi,"  She tried and was struggling to keep her voice calm.
Ezra frowned as soon as she saw the expression on his girlfriend's face,  "What?  What happened?  You're upset,"
"It's nothing,"  Aria lied,  trying to make it seem convincing,  but it never worked.
Ezra touched her arm and headed into his classroom with her,  shutting the door behind them,  "You missed my lesson,  it isn't nothing,  if you ended up missing a lesson for it," 
Aria sighed heavily and passed him the paper that she was freaking out about earlier.
"You can always re-take it,"  he pointed out.
Aria shrugged,  perching on one of the desks,  "It's just my parents,  they're fighting again and I don't want to add to their list of problems by worrying about me failing,"  It all came out at once,  she ran a frustrated hand through her hair.
Ezra took hold of both her hands and squeezed them lightly as a form of comfort,  "I believe in you and I know you can do this,"
Those words brought a smile to Aria's face.
Talking to Ezra always made things better,   he made her feel warm and like she could do anything she wanted to.
"Thanks,"  Aria muttered,  blushing secretly to herself,  compliments and praise still made her blush sometimes.
"Do you want to come round,  avoid your parents for a while?"  He asked,  eyes searching hers.
"I'd like that,"  Aria admitted.
"We can figure out a plan,  okay?" 
"Okay,"  She replied.
Suddenly she knew that everything was going to be fine.
It would work out.