Emily's POV:
"Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. Don't forget, Em loves Ben too. Kisses, A." What the hell? Who would send this to me? And who is A? And how would A know that I like Ben? Was it Ali? But how did she know? Maybe it's just a prank, I shouldn't worry so much. The sleepover tonight should help me to forget about it.
Hanna's POV:
I was walking home when I saw Sean jogging across the street. Wow, his abs are gorgeous, too bad he's way too good for me. I really should lose weight, be more like Alison and maybe he'll like me more.
"Hey Hanna!" Sean shouted, while jogging towards me. "Oh, hi Sean!" I said. "I was meaning to ask, are you busy tonight?" Sean asked. Omg is Sean asking me out? Or does he want something else? Or... or...? "Hanna? Earth to Hanna?" Sean said. "Hmm... oh Sean, sorry, I have plans tonight." I replied. "Oh, that's fine. Tomorrow 7pm at the Grille?" Sean asked. "Sure Sean. Cya!" I said. "Bye!" He waved and started jogging away. Omg, did Sean Ackard just ask me out? I wipped out my phone and called Alison.
"Hey Hanna! What's up?" She asked. "Sean just asked me out!" I replied. "Sean? As in Sean Ackard?" She asked. "Duh, who else is named Sean in Rosewood?" I asked. "Sean Thompson from the drug store, Sean Clifford from the Grille, Sean-" Alison rambled, when I cut her off. "Okay, okay, I get it. There are a lot of people named Sean." I said. "Hey, I gotta go, ttyl?" She said. "Alright. Bye!" I said.
I was about to unlock the door to my house when I realised that I haven't opened the mailbox today. I opened the mailbox, and there was a few letters for my mum, and one for me. I quickly tore open my envelope, wondering what was inside as I hardly get mail, other than report slips, school letters and Christmas and birthday cards. When I looked inside the envelope, there was a note and a photo inside of it. The note read, " Looks like Sean likes you, wait until he sees this. -A" What did this A guy mean when he says Sean sees this? And who the hell is A? Wait, there's a picture inside, maybe A means the picture. I quickly took the photo out, and when I saw the photo I gasped, it's a photo of me standing over a toilet, forcing myself to puke. How did A get that?
A/N: Merry Christmas guys!! Hope you like this story!
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Liars to the End: The GAme of Life (slow updates)
FanfictionA/N: This does not follow the pll story plot. I'm just using the characters. Thanks! Alison Dilaurentis, the queen bee Emily Fields, the loyal one Hanna Marin, the admiring one Aria Montgomery, the compassionate one Spencer Hastings, the smart one W...
