"The author goes to great lengths to establish Hedda Gabler as a strong, proud woman, someone who could never live with the threat of being blackmailed. But Hedda was pushed to take a desperate action. And while she may have seen it as brave, we see it as tragic", Ella paused, her eyes raking over the classroom, "What might really be tragic is if some of you don't start taking some notes. Sorry. Senior year is not all about skipping classes and dancing for the security cameras at Walmart. That's what your weekends are for. You might also want to research some of his other plays and see how they were received at that time-"
Ella's useful advice was cut short by Emily gasping.
"-Emily, is everything all right?"
Emily stood up, "C-can I be excused?"
Before Ella could respond, Emily rushed out of the class, grabbing her backpack. Spencer, Avery and Aria shared a look with Ella, before following Emily out into the corridor. Hanna, who was fortunately walking along the hallway, saw the debacle and followed the four girls into the washroom. Emily stood over the basin, staring at her reflection.
"Emily", Aria questioned, "What's going on?"
"Em, what's the matter?", Spencer pressed, "Talk to us."
Wordlessly, Emily handed Avery something. Something horrifying. It was a bracelet, pretty cute if you could ignore, the fact that the beads on it spelled 'dead girls walking', spread out by teeth. Human teeth.
"What is that?", Hanna's eyes widened, "Are those teeth?"
"It wasn't enough to steal her bones, now we're gonna get pieces of her delivered to us?", Avery scoffed, as she examined the bracelet.
"Guys, there probably aren't even human", Spencer reasoned.
"They're totally human!", Hanna countered.
"How do you know?"
"Because I worked at a dentist's office."
"For two days, answering phones", Aria rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, and there were teeth everywhere. Even the friggin' bathroom key was shaped like a cuspid."
"It does look like it is real human teeth", Avery observed, "But it doesn't have to be Ali's."
"How are you still holding that thing?", Aria grimaced, just as a group of giggling girls entered the washroom. After sharing a quick look amongst themselves, the five girls squeezed into a stall and closed the door behind them.
"Guys, real or not, this A is working overtime to frame us", Aria worried, "First the call to Emily from Spencer's phone, then the cemetery photo, and now-"
"It's all my fault", Emily berated herself.
"Em, stop. No", Avery squeezed Emily's hand reassuringly.
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enigm𝔸 || pretty little liars
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