Let's Forget the Past

Hi I'm Emily

EMILY'S POV
I Go to the main office to pick up the shadow slip for the new student.
  For some reason Mr. Fitz wants me to show her around.
I walk into the hall to see a blonde standing in front of her locker struggling to open it.
-NEED HELP? I ask while laughing.
She turns around, looks at me and says
-YES, THIS STUPID THING WON'T OPEN!
-WOW YOUR EYES ARE REALLY BEAUTIFUL I think to myself actually saying it out loud.
-THANKS WEIRDO the blonde says while furrowing her eyebrows.
-DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD? I ask.
-UM YEAH YOU DID She says with a confused look on her face.
-SORRY, I'M EMILY. EMILY FIELDS I say with my hand out after helping her open her locker.
-WHATEVER She says ignoring my hand, shutting her locker and walking away.
-BUT I'M SUPPOSED TO H--.
-I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP she says cutting me off turning the corner.

ALISON'S POV
-I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP I say while turning the corner.

3 HOURS LATER
I sit at an empty table wanting to be alone when I hear
-THIS IS OUR TABLE!
I look up to see a short Brunette, a tall Brunette and a tall Blonde.
I look back down at my phone only to be interrupted again.
-ALISON, YOU'RE ACTUALLY SITTING IN MY SEAT BUT IT'S OKAY I GUESS.
I look up again to see the same girl from earlier.
  Is she following me or something?
-YOU GUYS KNOW EACH OTHER? The short Brunette asks.
-YEAH THIS IS ALISON DiLAURENTIS, EZRA - I MEAN MR. FITZ WANTED ME TO SHOW HER AROUND. The beautiful Tan Brunette says while sitting down.
-OKAY, ARE YOU GUYS DONE TALKING? I ask in a annoyed tone. I'M TRYING TO READ I say.
-HEY! THIS IS OUR TABLE, IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT LEAVE BLONDIE! The Blonde girl exclaims.
-WHATEVER! I get up once the bell rings and walk out of the school to go home.
-WHAT'S HER PROBLEM? I hear the tall Brunette ask.
-I DUNNO, SHE'S BEEN LIKE THAT SINCE THIS MORNING Emily says.