CHAPTER ONE| SATURDAY

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[Spencer's barn]

The girls are in the barn drinking and having fun when the lights and music are turned off

Spencer: It must be the storm.

A creak is heard from outside

Aria: Something's out there!

The barn door opens slightly

Hanna: Guys!

Alison jumps out and the girls screamed !

I was home on a Saturday, and might I add a bright, sunny Saturday. I was home in my pajamas still, with a jar of Nutella and a spoon. Watching the Pilot of 'Pretty Little Liars' on Netflix, if you hadn't already noticed. My mom was out, doing god knows what, and I practically have no friends. So my Saturdays where spent watching old episodes of 'Pretty Little Liars', and wishing I had a life.

Ella: Aria, are you okay?

Aria: Its weird being home

Ella: It's been a year, and when your sixteen, that's a long time

Aria: I still think about her everyday

Ella: Why don't you call your friends. They don't know we're back from dad's sabbatical.

Aria: In the news, they're calling it the anniversary of Alison's disappearance. Like its a party or something.

Ella: Why don't you give them a call. You five were inseparable and those feelings don't just go away.

I wasn't really paying much attention to the show, I had my phone in my hand. Now don't get the wrong idea, I wasn't texting anyone. Like I said before I had NO FRIENDS, well.. there was Fefe 'aka' Fiona, but I'm now getting the feeling that she ignores me on purpose. I was internet surfing; I was looking at photos on Tumblr, of nothing in particular. 'Pretty Little Liars' still in the background, I think it was the part where they were at Alison's funeral, or something.

"BANG!" I heard a shattering of a glass downstairs, and my whole body jumped in surprise. My heart was beating none-stop, and I was beyond scared. I quickly got off my bed, and ran for my bedroom door. Then I stopped dead in my tracks, what was I thinking?, was I seriously thinking about running down there unprotected. I was skinny with absolutely no kind of muscles what so ever, I had never stepped foot into a gym, like NEVER!

I looked around my room, in search of something I could use to hit someone. Then I spotted my umbrella; it wasn't much, but that was the only thing in close range, so it would have to do. I grabbed the umbrella, and opened my bedroom door carefully. I poked my head out the door, and inspected the hallway, making sure nobody was there. When the coast was clear, I tipped-toed down stairs. I held the umbrella like a baseball player, who was about ready to hit the shit out of a curved ball. I made sure I wasn't making any noise, as I took the stairs two at a time.

When I reached the bottom, I laid my body flat against the wall. Holding the umbrella real close, I poked my head out in the opening of the wall, to see if I could see anything. And there it was, the shadow of a someone... and it was coming towards my direction. and WAIT! the person was holding something in its hand, a gun perhaps?

"I'm gonna die, there gonna shoot me! I'm too young to die, I haven't even had my first kiss. I've never been on or date nor have I ever had a boyfriend. I didn't even get to say goodbye to my parents. WHY ME GOD, WHY ME?". I thought to myself as the figure grew closer, holding the umbrella tight and firm. I was ready to swing!

"Ophèlie", The voice called. "Is that you?"

How does 'it' know my name?, oh my freakin' goodness. Someone had given my information out, to have me exiled. But whom? I don't have any enemies, well... None that I knew of. Why would someone want to dead. I'm a good fuckin' person, I don't deserve to die by murder.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 07, 2015 ⏰

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