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"Okay, so how bad did your mom bust you over wrecking Sean's car?", Avery asked, stifling her laughter. She didn't know why, but the image of an exasperated Ashley yelling at an already annoyed Hanna, seemed very funny in her head.
"Okay, I did not wreck it, I damaged it", Hanna asserted, "And, actually, everyone's being really mature about it."
"Oh."
"There's no, 'Oh'. We're just being grownups. That's all."
Aria noticed Hanna getting steadily pissed at the brunette. She didn't know why Avery was laughing, but she guessed it was because she was letting her imagination run wild again."Okay, so the town is gonna put in a new bench.We'll plant the flowerbeds.And there's gonna be a pathway of art tiles."
"Art tiles?"
"Mm-hm. Messages, pictures,memories of Alison."
"Oh", Hanna rolled her eyes, "Like little headstones!"
"Hanna", warned Spencer as Hanna shot her a 'What? I'm only stating facts' look.
Emily piped up,"We should each do a tile."
"I've had Alison's bracelet since the day we found it in the woods", Hanna said digging around her bag looking pointedly at Avery ,"and I don't want the responsibility anymore."
"I don't want it."
"Seriously, somebody take this."
"Look at us. Bunch of babies", Spencer grabbed the bracelet from Hanna's hand,"There's nothing that A can say or do to get us into trouble without making trouble for herself."
"Are you sure it's a her?", Aria asked.
"Him, her. Doesn't make any difference", replied Spencer as she opened her laptop.
"What are you doing?", Emily asked quizzically.
"I'm gonna block all messages from people that I don't know. IMs, texts, e-mails, everything."
"Woo hoo", cheered Avery,"Screw A."
"There", Spencer said as she finished entering something into the laptop,"Who's next?"
Emily took the computer from Spencer and began typing in her own details, when Spencer noticed a certain English teacher cycle by then.
"I spy with my little eye something that begins with F."
"Hey, Mr. Fitz."
"Looking good, Mr. Fitz."
Avery, Spencer and Hanna hollered out comment after comment, giggling to themselves upon seeing their English teacher all flustered.
"My turn", Aria shrilled, grabbing the laptop from Emily's hands. A little too quickly, to be honest.
"There are teachers that you don't wanna see on a bike", Spencer commented slyly ,"Then there are teachers you do wanna see on a bike"
