PLL Show Meets Books

Alison

AN: Okay, so this chapter is for Ali, but since we're not sure what's going on in that pretty little head of hers, I've changed a few things. For one, I've decided to not make TV Ali A, as I don't think she is simply because of all arrows currently pointing to her. Also, in here, she didn't kill Mona (AKA, my Queen). Also in here, she still doesn't like the other girls, because whether or not she's A in the show, she's up to no good, so I think that's fairly canon. Finally, I've made it to where she's not really in love with Emily. Sorry, I'm just not an Emison shipper!

If any of you guys want to see a specific character, request them in the comments! Love you guys!

Sorry it's kind of short.

Alison DiLaurentis had always been the girl who seemed to have her life together. Everyone looked upon this seemingly perfect girl, and either wanted to be her or hurt her. These days, the latter seemed to be winning out. But as for the ones that wanted to be her, she knew they could never achieve their goal. She looked at them as wannabes. So why was another her right across the room?

Both Alisons thought they were looking in a mirror. Same shiny blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes that looked like they held all the world's secrets, and heart shaped faces. Both even had the same expression of shock.

TV Ali thought she was slipping. First she was seeing ghosts, now another her? Not to say she was completely in the right mind before, but this was just getting ridiculous.

Book Ali knew she was crazy. Hadn't the doctors said so? Isn't she the one who sent her twin to a mental hospital out of jealousy? Wasn't it her that killed the very same twin simply because she gave Ali a taste of her own medicine? And who could forget, it's she that's stalking four girls who never personally harmed her. Though hallucinating was taking things to a new extreme.

TV Ali was tired of the deafening silence, so she held her head high and cocked her hip out. "Who are you?"

"Alison" Book Ali stated, though perhaps she should've given a fake name, she thought later. "Who are you?"

TV Ali took a step back. "I'm Alison."

Both girls stood there in shock. So not only did they look alike, but they had the same name too? TV Ali looked around, hoping to see cameras somewhere, and waiting for someone to jump out and say "Gotcha!" No one did though. This wasn't real though. Right? She had to be getting Punk'd.

Book Ali had similar thoughts. This had to be a joke...unless.... No. She took care of her a long time ago. But...

"Get away from me you lying, life stealing bitch! I will put you back in that damn hole, don't try me!" Book Ali erupted.

TV Ali took another step back. "What the hell is your problem, crazy?!"

"You're the crazy one! I don't know how you're alive, but I don't care! You're not Ali! I am! I'm the only Ali and I buried you to remind you of that! Leave me alone, Courtney!"

Now TV Ali was more confused than ever. "What? Look, calm down for a second, okay? I don't know who this Courtney person is, and frankly I don't care. My name is Alison, apparently just like yours."

Book Ali was about to start yelling again, but the other blonde's face caught her eye. She looked lost, a kind of confusion no one could fake. Courtney would never look that confused. And Courtney's face was more round from what Book Ali remembers, and her eyes weren't as blue, or even shaped the same as the girl's in front of her.

"I'm sorry" she apologized. "I'm sorry, it's just... you look like someone I knew."

"Yourself?" TV Ali snorted.