Tell Me Something I Don't Know Yet

Chapter seven

A/N: sorry for the slow updates, I just got into boarding school and I'm busy studying for placement tests and such. I'm kinda not sure where this story is going... Comment any ideas or aspects you want me to add.... Commenters get a dedication<3 peace out, -Alaska

This is probably a boring filler chapter okay.

Hanna P.O.V.

I honestly hate myself right now. I really really do. How could I do this? How could I be so stupid to fall for their trap, and actually join? God, I'm so stupid. I am. When they find out... God when they find out they'll never forgive me. Ever! And Emily... she defiantly won't forgive me. I'm going to lose my two best friends and my girlfriend because I wanted to protect them. Now I'm realizing what this all means. I JOINED THE FREAKING A-TEAM FOR GOD'S SAKE! WHAT WAS I THINKING! But then again, maybe A really will stop. Wait. Why did I not think this through before? Why would A stop once they actually have me on the team? Jesus Christ I'm so stupid. But, I'm pretty sure what A really meant was that they wouldn't actually kill or attempt to kill them anymore. Or at least not be too violent...

I was knocked out of my thoughts when I heard a knock on my door. I unenthusiastically made my way down them one by one and nearly tripping twice. I didn't bother to see who it was on the other side; I just swung open the door. Emily, Spencer and Aria were there. I tried to keep my face from falling, not like it could fall much, since I wasn't wearing an exactly happy expression, but moved aside to let them in.

"Hanna," Emily started and hugged me. "We got a text from A. We thought you were in trouble."

I stood awkwardly and gave them a half smile and shrug. "Well I'm not."

I couldn't bear to make eye contact with any of them, especially Emily, so I tried to direct my eyes anywhere but in theirs as I walked to the kitchen.

"Han," I heard Spencer begin as she came up from behind me. "Are you alright?"

I snapped my head towards them and gave a fake smile. "Yeah. Yeah, of course," I assured nonchalantly, but Spencer arched one eyebrow and gave me a look as if to say, 'we'll talk about this later.' Damn Hastings. That girl can see right through me.

"So..." Aria said hesitantly and awkwardly, "um, where's your mom?"

Shit. "Um, yeah, she just left for an emergency business trip. She wanted to make sure she got to see me before she left. She's gonna be in Rode Island for the weekend." It wasn't a total lie. It's just that all that happened earlier, and she didn't actually see me.

Everyone nodded, and Spencer did too, but it was slower; more suspicious. Well, she's suspicious of me, I guess. Or however you phrase that. Dammit, she's on to me. Damn Hastings.

"Well as long as you're okay, I'm good." Aria said to me.

"Yeah, so am I," Emily said with a smile.

"We should probably head back to my house and get our stuff," Spencer explained half to me half to our friends. "So we'll text later, okay?" I nodded to her and they began to retreat.

"Wait," I called out and they stopped and turned their heads in my direction.

"Promise you'll call or text or stop by or something? I really don't like being here alone," I told them shyly. As much I don't want to be around them because of the guilt, I don't want to be alone. Not with my mom gone, and not knowing that it' possible for A to stop by and ask for some coffee.

"Yeah of course," Emily said and smiled again. I quickly forgot about everything bad happening when I saw her smile, and I could help but smile back.

Once they left, I plopped down in the couch and willed myself not to cry thinking about what'll happen when or if they find out.

Emily P.O.V.

I sat in the passenger's seat as Spencer drove us back to her house.

"Did you guys notice anything off about blondie?" Spencer questioned from besides me.

"No. What do you mean?" I asked her and lowered the radio station.

"I don't know... she just seemed kinda secretive."

"Well we can talk to her about it later. But I'm sure she just has a lot on her mind. She's really behind in her classes, not to mention we all are dealing with A."

Spencer shrugged. "I don't know. I mean, I know she has those things on her mind, but something's bothering her and I doubt it's her grades. And if she really is struggling with her classes, then we can always help. Her classes are simple."

I rolled my eyes lightly. "Well they're easy for you. She actually has a hard time with them."

Spencer rolled her head towards me and back towards the road. "Oh come on, guys. Don't say you don't think her classes are easy. We took them last year no problem."

Aria spoke up from behind us. "Yeah but we're in most of the higher level classes; of course we're going to find them easy. The only classes we have with her are like English and gym. Because we don't take APP English, and gym doesn't require high grades and stuff."

"Can we stop talking about Hanna's grades and classes? I really think something is wrong," Spencer said to shut us up on the prior topic.

"Well like I said, I'll talk to her about it soon," I said slightly harshly. I didn't want to keep talking about anything we just were talking about. I didn't want to discuss Hanna's educational status, or that she's hiding something from us.