Chapter 2

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Heeey! This story is different from the tv show. Alison has a younger brother and sister. And Jason. Emily has an older brother named Ashton.



ALISON POV:
"Dad! I'm home!" I yell, and m voice echoes throughout the house.
"Dad?" I yell.
I go into the kitchen and I see a note on the counter.

"Hey, kids.
I got called in to go on the last flight out to London for business.
I'll be home in 2 weeks.
No parties. No drinking. Jason knows.
Watch out for each other.
Love, Dad" I read out loud, sighing.
Whatever. It's the usual.
I go up to my room and begin working on my homework.
"Ooh, chemistry. Easy." I say to myself.
20 minutes later I'm finished with my homework and sitting on the couch like a loner.
I hear laughing from outside and look our the window.
I see the new girl, and two other girls... What were their names? Spencer and Hanna?
I need to think of a reason to go outside... MAIL! I'll just check the mail.
I step outside onto the gravel, which hurts more than I expected.
"Ow." I mutter every step I take.
I finally get to the mailbox and open.
Bills, bills, and more bills!
"Hi!" Emily greets me. I think she's trying to be nice. She looks nervous.
Am I that horrible?
"Hi!" I say back, smiling. I need to make a good impression on these girls.
"Do you live here?" I ask her.
"No. But Spencer does." She says, pointing to the tall brunette.
"Cool. It's nice." I say, looking at the house.
"D-Do you maybe want to come over to my house and watch movies?" I ask nervously.
"Sure. Will there me food?" Hanna asks.
"Yes, Hanna." I say, as we're all laughing.

EMILY POV:
I noticed Ali was a little nervous, and sounded sad when she asked if we wanted to go over.
When we walk into her house I see there's no one home. Maybe they're at work.
I decide not to ask, but if course, Hanna does.
"Where is everyone, Ali... Alison?" She asks.
"You can call me Ali, and my dad is at work, my older brother is probably with my younger siblings." She says. She sounds broken talking about her family.
"So, what kind of movie should we watch?" I ask, before Hanna says something about her mom.
"Comedy." Hanna says.
"Horror." Alison and Spencer say in unison, and Hanna groans.
Ali picks Texas Chainsaw, which I've seen, and we all sit on the couch and watch movies.
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ALISON POV:
"I have to go. And Spencer, you're my ride." Hanna says, looking at Spencer.
"You didn't bring a car?" Spencer asks her.
"Nope."
"And since when am I your ride? I live next door."
"You're my ride since now. Let's go." Hanna says, tugging on her arm.
Emily and I both giggle.
"They are ridiculous." Emily says still laughing.
"So, Em. Tell me about yourself." I say to her.
"Okay, well. My dad is in the Army, but I'm prefer not to be called and Army Brat, I have a brother named Ashton, I'm gay, and..." She trials off.
"And what?" I ask.
"I can't believe I just told you that."
"What? That you're gay? I don't mind." I say.
"Really?" She asks, shyly.
"Not at all."
"Okay... Well, my mom works in the Rosewood Police Department. So don't try and pull anything on me." She says, laughing.
"You have a cute laugh." I say to her, smiling. I see her blush, and I smile wider.
"You have an adorable smile." She says, looking at me with her big chocolate brown eyes.
"And you have beautiful eyes." I tell her.
"Are you kidding?! They're brown! Look at yours!" She says, laughing, and getting close to me, looking at my eyes.
"They're gorgeous." She finishes. And I blush
"Okay, enough flirting." Emily says, and we both laugh.
"Now, what's your life like?" She asks me.
"Okay. Get ready." I say sighing, and she moves to get comfy.
"I'm the second to oldest child. I have an older brother named Jason. A younger brother and sister who are 14, my mom cheated on my dad multiple times, and left us. So we moved here to Rosewood. It's been hard." I say, as a single tear rolls down my cheek.
"Hey, don't cry. It'll be okay. You'll be okay. Shhh..." Em says, and she wipes the tear, and pulls me into a hug.
She's so warm and comfy. I want to stay here forever.
She kisses my head, and I get butterflies. I've only known her for a day, but I feel like I've know her for years.

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