Playgirl

CHAPTER 5

In the dead of night, Emily climbed a tree that led to a window of a room which she guessed was Alison's.

'Why the heck am I doing this?' Emily questioned herself.

When she reached the top, she heard a sweet voice singing, 'Princess.' she thought and smiled.

"Mommy, you were always somewhere

And Daddy, I live out of town,

So, tell me how could I ever be normal somehow?

You tell me this is for the best

So, tell me why am I in tears?

Whoa, so far away and now I just need you here."

"Angel." Emily mumbled.

"So, we fight, through the hurt

And we cry and cry and cry and cry

And we live, and we learn

And we try and try and try and try."

Just then, Emily loses balance but barely catches on to Alison's window. Alison hears the sudden disturbance and gets up, she takes the closest object to her and slowly moves to her window and opens it, ready to swing.

"Emily?" the blonde questions confused.

"Hi." Emily smiles sheepishly as she hangs on Alison's window "A little help here?"

Alison pulls Emily inside her room. "What are you doing here? I almost killed you!!"

"With a pink furry lamp, Alison?" Emily asks grabbing the lamp from Alison's hand and placing it down.

"How did you even get here?" Alison asks looking over the window.

"Umm, well I drove till your home, then I climbed that tree, this was the only room with lights on, so I assumed your mother wouldn't be awake this late and then you pulled me in." Emily answers.

"Are you okay?" Alison asks concerned.

"Huh?" Emily replies confused, she had expected a sarcastic remark or a scolding.

"You could have fallen down Emily. Are you crazy?" Alison asks angrily.

"Maybe a little, but relax, I've got good practice at this." Emily smirks but Alison looks at her confused. "Sometimes when I need to escape after the night of, you know, I use trees to climb down, if available. This is the first time I'm climbing up one though." Emily explains and looks around the room.

Judging by her bedspread, the three miniature Eiffel towers on her nightstand and the Paris themed bedroom it was clear that Alison adored Paris. "Nice room."

"Thanks." Alison smiles but remembers something "Wait, I never told you my address, how did know that I live here?" she asks.

"I know where every pretty girl lives." Emily smirks again to which she receives a glare and a eye roll from Alison. "Alright, alright." she sighs "I heard you and Spencer blabbing about being neighbors yesterday at lunch, I know where Spencer lives, so it wasn't exactly rocket science to figure it out."

"You actually remembered it." Alison says quietly, more to herself than to Emily but Emily hears it anyway.

"What's that Princess?" she asks innocently.

"Nothing, so why are you here?" Alison asks.

'Why am I here? That Ali, I don't have an answer to.' Emily thinks.