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Emily's POV
I looked at myself in the mirror. What the hell was I doing. God, Alison is going to kill me. But right now I didn't care.
I stared at myself to see that I was wearing a tight tank top that was barely covering my belly button, and underwear meaning my ass cheeks were out.
Oh, and I also had on a cute pair of slippers. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun quickly after hearing there was a knock the door.
"Coming", I say walking towards the door. I opened the door to see Ally.
She looked down at me and quickly looked up, her cheeks were bright red. A smile appeared on my lips, watching as she try to control her laughter.
"Miss Fields dinner was served approximately fifteen minutes ago. Miss Dilaurentis doesn't like when people are late"
"I know", I say smirking. She looked at me, "Miss Fields.. what exactly are planning on doing?", she asked me.
"You'll see", I say. She nods.
"I just may call you everyone in a while to help me"
"I don't think that will be a good idea", she tells me.
"No. It's going to be an excellent idea", I say.
Before she could disagree i began walking down the stairs; "last one down is a ruin egg", I say loudly, just to bring attention to myself.
I know exactly what I was doing, and how exactly Alison would react. But at that moment and time I didn't care.
I walked down the stairs, with an innocent ally following behind me. As I walked down the long hallway, I turned the corner into the dining room.
Where I saw Alison and Jason sitting down and already eating.
"Sorry I was late. I couldn't decide if I wanted to let my hair air dry or blow dry it myself", I say causing both of them to turn and look at me.
I noticed Jason choking on his food, causing him to reach for his water. I looked at Alison who face was unrecognizable.
She was past upset, she was pissed, more like furious. She didn't even have to look at the rest of my body to tell I was barely wearing any clothes.
"I'll be in the kitchen", ally says quickly walking out from behind me.
I was just stirring the pot, the pot that I knew Alison was boiling in. I was always told never to play with fire or I might get burned but right now I didn't care.
Game on.
I smile nodding. "So what's on the menu tonight?", I asked walking across the room, to other side of the table across from Alison and next to Jason.
