Hola, amigos! Here's the second chapter! (For those who enjoyed my first Fanfic, I've posted another chapter, in case you haven't already noticed.) Enjoy!

"Hey! Aria!"

Aria skidded to a stop and turned around. Her friends Spencer, Emily, and Hanna were running towards her. Also with them was Maya, the girl who had moved into the DiLaurentis's house next door to Emily. Emily and Maya had become inseparable over the last couple months (as in the more than friends kind of way), and Aria, Hanna, and Spencer had adjusted to her and now accepted her and Emily for who they were.

"Oh. Hey guys," she said, "what's up?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come over tonight for a sleepover," Spencer asked, "My parents said we could us the barn, just like old times."

"But doesn't Melissa live in the barn?" Aria asked.

"No. She moved into the townhouse, remember? But my mom said we could use the barn because I told her this was a special occasion, so she said yes. So are you coming or not? Hanna, Emily, and Maya already said they would come, and I thought it would help us get our minds off things, too," she said. "So are you in or are you out?" she asked impatiently.

"Sure, why not," Aria said. "I'll be there." (In spite of all that had happened she forgot it was Friday!)

"Great! I'll see you tonight! Maya and Emily told me that they wouldn't mind picking you and Hanna up; I already told Hanna and she's okay with it; it that okay with you?" asked Spencer, which made Emily and Maya start nodding their heads as if on cue.

Sure, sounds great." Aria replied. "Oh no, we better get to class!"

They started to jog to class when they passed by classroom B-26. Mr. Fitz's old room. Aria skidded to a stop and memories stared to run through her mind all the way back to the first day being back at Rosewood Day…


"So, what class do you have first?" Noel asked, still keeping pace with her.

She looked at him, surprised, and then down at her schedule.


"Me too. Mr. Fitz?"

"Yeah," she mumbled. "He any good?"

"Dunno. He's new. Heard he was a Fulbright Scholar, though."

*** I decided to skip over Aria and Hanna's conversation, hope I don't confuse anyone. Thanks! ***

Aria headed into the class room and fell into the first desk she saw. She put her head down and took heaving emotional breaths.

"Hell is other people," she chanted. It was her favorite quote by the French- philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre and a perfect mantra for Rosewood.

She rocked back and forth for a few seconds, in full freak-out mode. The only thing that made her feel better was the memory of Ezra, that guy she'd met at Snookers.

At the bar, Ezra had followed her into the bathroom, grabbed her face, and kissed her. Their mouths fit perfectly together- they didn't bang teeth once. His hands floated all over the small of her back, her stomach, and her legs. They'd had such a connection. And okay, fine, some might say it was just a … tongue connection… but Aria knew it was more.

She'd felt so overcome thinking about it last night; she'd written a haiku about Ezra to express her feelings-haikus were her favorite kind of poem. Then, pleased with how it turned out, she'd keyed it into her phone and texted it to the number Ezra had given her.

Aria smiled a little; she still had that haiku in the box where she had put all of her things that reminded her of Ezra. (Maybe after school today she would go through that box; if she had time before Maya, Emily, and Hanna picked her up to go to Spencer's house for the sleepover that night).

*** Back to flashback***

Aria let out a tortured sigh and looked around the classroom. It smelled like books and Mop & Glo. The oversize, four-paned windows faced the south lawn and beyond that, green rolling hills. A few trees had started to turn yellow and orange. There was a great Shakespearean sayings poster next to the blackboard, and a MEAN PEOPLE SUCK sticker someone had stuck to the wall. It looked like the janitor had tried to scrape off the sticker but gave up halfway through. ***She then let out a sigh and looked back down at her desk and got out her pen and started to doodle in her English binder.

*** I decided to switch to what happened after this to what happened on the T.V. show now, just in case you get confused (but I'm going to add my own twist on the story, too.) Okay, I'm gonna shut up now until the end of the chapter and just let you enjoy the story. Later, bye! ***

Mr. Fitz finished writing his name on the chalkboard turned around and picked up his coffee mug letting out a sigh. He then froze with his eyes on Aria; who was unaware that everyone else in the room was staring at her just as he was.

"Holy crap."

She suddenly looked up to find everyone looking at her, including the guy she knew as Ezra from the bar. An awkward silence came over the room, which was interrupted by Aria's phone saying she had a new text.

"Sorry." she said to Ezra, oops- Mr. Fitz who was just as shocked as she was.

"Uh- I'm Mr. Fitz, your new English teacher," he said, as he turned back to the rest of the class.

Aria shook her head thinking, this can't be happening, this can't be happening.

She then looked down at her phone and opened the text message. It read:

Aria: Maybe he fools around with students all the time. A lot of teachers do. Just ask your dad. -A

***End of flashback***

Aria sighed; she could remember that day like it was yesterday (Actually she could remember any day with Ezra as if it had been yesterday). A had been the reason their relationship had gone down the drain; almost twice, actually. The first time didn't really count because they had cleared it up, but the second time… that's another story*.

* I'll get to that part way later in this story, but for now, let's just stick to the beginning okay? I promise I won't interrupt this chapter anymore until the end from now on, no, I swear! One more thing, though A is a little bit important in this story, just to let you know! Okay, enjoy the rest of this chapter, buh-bye!

After school, she went home (Meredith's house) and ran to her room. She dropped her backpack on the floor and opened her closet door. After changing into a new red and navy blue striped shirt and a pair of blue jeans, she got her special box out of the closet and put it on her floor and sat down on her rug cross-legged. She took off the lid and took out the box's contents. She carefully lifted out the haiku she had written about Ezra to express her feelings. She scanned it over and over, thinking of when she had texted it to him. Aria sighed, setting down the poem. Then she got up and made her way towards the window and watched the cars driving by. A vintage powder-blue Volkswagen beetle (just like Ezra's car) whizzed by her house.

*** Flashback***

Her father pulled up to Rosewood's stone-gated entrance. In the distance, Aria noticed a vintage powder-blue Volkswagen beetle in the teacher's lot. She knew that car from Snooker's- it was Ezra's. She checked her watch. Fifteen minutes until homeroom.

Mike shot out of the car. Aria opened her door as well, but her father touched her forearm.

"Hang on a sec," he said.

"But I have to…" She gazed longingly at Ezra's bug.

"Just for a minute." Her father turned down the radio volume. Aria slumped back in her seat.

"You've seemed a little…" He flicked his wrist back and forth uncertainly.

"You okay?"

Aria shrugged. "About what?"

Her father sighed. "Well… I don't know. Being back. And we haven't talked about… you know…in a while."

Aria fidgeted with her jacket's zipper. "What's there to talk about?"

Byron stuck a cigarette he'd rolled before they'd left into his mouth.

"I can't imagine how hard it's been. Keeping quiet. But I love you. You know that, right?

Aria looked out at the parking lot again. "Yeah, I know," she said. "I have to go. I'll see you at three."

Before he could answer, Aria shot out of the car, blood rushing in her ears. How was she supposed to be Icelandic Aria, if one of her worst memories of Rosewood kept bubbling to the surface?

I almost decided not to type this next part, but then I changed my mind because it's kind of important for this story. Oh yeah, this part is from the show.

Aria sighed whenever she thought about what happened next when she had a flashback of one of her darkest memories.

*** Flashback***

It was in sixth grade. Aria and Alison were walking home from school, while trying to avoid Mona, who was, according to Alison, doing her best efforts to annoy herself and Aria.

"Hey guys! Alison! Hey!" Mona called from back at the corner.

"Do you hear Mona?" Alison asked Aria.

"Maybe we should wait," Aria said.

"Hey guys!"

"Omigosh can't she friggin' get a clue?" Alison said mockingly, "What a loser."

Alison then grabbed Aria's arm.

"Come here," she said, leading her down between two hedges.

Mona turns around crosses her arms and walks away.

Aria and Alison start fast walking until something makes them slow to a stop.

"Isn't that your dad's car?" Alison asks.

Aria couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her dad was making out with 'some blonde lady' in the backseat of his car.

***End of flashback***

Aria sighed, and then looked around the room. That one memory was the reason why she was here, living in Meredith's house. Why her mom kicked her out. Why Ezra got arrested. It seemed to be the reason for… everything.

*Okay sorry if I've confused anyone.

Her thoughts continued to go back to Ezra. She thought about him as she was gathering her stuff to go to Spencer's house. She had just finished packing when something in her Ezra box caught her eye. She walked over and picked it up. It was a book with a sticky note attached to it. She read the sticky note. Then she remembered the book had been from A. It said: Go to page 26.


Aria walked to her locker, with Noel following right behind.

"Hey," he said. "Heard you got called down to the office. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," Aria said, as she fumbled with the lock on her locker, "There's a woman in town from the FBI and she just had a few questions about Alison."

As soon as she opened her locker, a book fell out and onto the floor. Noel bent over, picked it up off the floor, and examined it. He noticed a sticky note on the cover.

"What's this?" he asked.

"I don't know," Aria replied.

"A wants you to read page 22," he said, reading the sticky note.

He opens the book and flips to page 22.

"It's a poem by Ezra Fitz. B-26. It's a number. It's a song. It's a girl."

"Can I have that?" she asked, cutting him off.

"Sure," he said, even though she already had it back.

She walks away, leaving Noel confused as he watches her walk off.

Aria walks outside, sits on the edge of one of the school big whit columns, and reopens the book to read Ezra's poem.

***End of flashback***

She opens the book to page 22 and starts reading it again for the tenth time that month. She didn't really need the book now, she knew it by heart:

It's a number.
It's a song.
It's a girl.
Pearl joy packed.
Gold falafel,
As through ice.
It's four-thirty.
Morning with
Phone calls.
It's deaf mute.
It's cheap.
A foreign car.
Maybe bingo.
Lucky night?
Something says
It smells bad.

Then she thought about what had happened at lunch before she got the book. She and Ezra had been on a break during that time. She remembered what had happened between them when she had started dating Noel.


"It's a bummer Camp Mona's a girl's only party. I was hoping to see you this weekend." Noel said.

"Yeah, well there's Sunday," Aria said, "We could-"

"Lay around being lazy together watching old movies all day?" he butted in smiling at her.

She nodded. "I love that idea."

"Then it's a date."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Fitz looking at her until somebody walked up to him and asked him a question, drawing his attention away from her.

She smiled, and then turned back to Noel.

"Ready to go?" she asked.

"Oh, we gotta talk to Coach," he said, motioning to his teammates who were waiting for him. "I'll see you later."

Then he leaned in to kiss her, (neither aware Mr. Fitz was watching, who then turned his attention back to the other student) and ran off to join his teammates.

Aria then watched him greet his friends, then turned around and grabbed her stuff.

On her way out, she passed by Mr. Fitz, who stopped her in her tracks with a question:

"He plays football, right?"

She stopped, and then turned around to face him.

"He's actually really smart. And, he's funny, and he loves old movies-," she started to say.

"You don't owe me an explanation, Aria," he began, "You're entitled to be with whoever you want to be with. See you in class?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

He started to leave, with her watching. "Yeah."

*** End of Flashback***

She sighed again remembering what she did after reading his poem.


Aria walked inside the school and to Mr. Fitz's room after reading the poem.

"I read your poem." She said, not giving him a chance to say anything. "B-26. How could you? How could you write these words and feel these feelings but give up on us so easily?" she asked, trying not to get upset.

"I never intended for you to read that," he said, getting up from his chair.

"You let me believe that you didn't love me," she accused.

"I thought I was doing the right thing," he said.

"For you. Not for me," she said.

"That's not true."

"Oh, are we gonna talk about truth now. What, today's truth? Or yesterday's or last week's, because, honestly, I don't know which of your stories to believe anymore. The, I- thought- about-you-every-second-I-was-gone story or the ones that end with 'I'm outta here'. It wasn't my age that ruined us, Ezra. You did. " she answered, upset and confused.

"Aria, please-" Ezra started to say.

"No," she said. "I've moved on. "You should, too."

"What's going on here?" asked Noel, who was now standing at the door.

Aria turned around and looked at him. "Nothing."

Looking back at Ezra, she said, "There is absolutely nothing going on here."

Then, she turns around and walks out of Mr. Fitz's classroom.

***End of Flashback***

Just then, Aria's phone rang, implicating she had a new text. That made her jump up and hastily grab her phone. It was just Emily, saying she and Maya were on their way to pick her up to take her to Spencer's.


Aria, Spencer, and Emily were at Mona's party when Aria got a text from A.

You found my bracelet, now come find me. Good luck bitches. – A

"I think we're supposed to go where we found Ali's bracelet," Spencer said.

"That was in the middle of nowhere." Aria protested.

"Actually, it was fifteen steps east of the half point tree, which is one hundred and thirty steps east of the main road," Spencer pointed out.

"You're a freak and I love you," Aria said.

They all stood up and were about to leave when Mona popped her head in.

"Emily, Aria. Your turn to get blown." She said before leaving.

Aria looked at Spencer.

"We have to act like we're here for the party, so go glamp. I'll be back before dark

Just then, Aria's phone rang notifying Aria she had a new text message.

I need to see you. Ezra.

"Is it A?"

"No, um, just my mom."

***End of flashback***

Knock –knock.

"Come in," she said, quickly jumping up and shoving the book back into her box, which she then put in her closet.

Then she grabbed her purse, overnight bag and pillow and opened the door. It was Meredith.

"Aria, your friends are here" Meredith said. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

She and Meredith exchanged a hug and then Aria walked to the front door and opened it.

"Hi guys," she said.

"Hey, Aria," Maya and Emily said in unison.

"Ya ready to go?" Emily asked.

"Yeah," Aria said, "Let's go."

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 2. Its 9 pages on Microsoft Word (not like I haven't written longer chapters! Lol!) I'll write another chapter soon. I'm going to do a songfic for Pretty Little Liars next. It will be about Aria and Ezra (surprise, surprise.) Chow for now!