This is my first PLL story so I hope you like it. It takes place before the girls find out who A is and Emily is still living with Hanna but it may not stay completely in that section of the television series and I may use some stuff from the books as well. I haven't decided yet.
Hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Pretty Little Liars
"Ali what are we doing here?"
Crisp October air swept around five teenage girls sitting in a bush in a school parking lot. Each girl, though trying to be incognito seemed out-of-place, each wearing their designer vests and sweaters. The truth was four out of the five girls didn't even know why they were there.
"Shh," the girl known as Ali put a finger up to silence the petite girl with the pink streaks in her hair.
"Yeah Ali, we're in the middle of like nowhere sitting in a public school parking lot!" A slender girl with peachy skin sitting next to the blonde leader asked.
"Spencer," Alison DiLaurentis snapped at her. "Shut up, won't you."
"No Ali! I'm not going to shut up until I know why we're here. We let you drag us to Ohio on what you told us was a shopping trip, but now we're here! Where is here anyway? Aria didn't give up art class for this, Emily didn't miss swim practice for this, Hanna didn't miss the new Vogue issue for this and I sure as hell didn't miss a chance to write the European geography test for this! We want an answer now!" Spencer Hastings said all this in the angriest voice she could muster. She knew no one else would ask Allison so it was up to her to be the brave one once again.
Ali continued to ignore her friends as the school bell rang. "Here he comes."
"Here who comes?" Emily Fields spoke up for the first time, she never liked questioning Ali.
"That little bitch." Anger flickered through her sparkly blue eyes and her perfect red lips twisted into a smirk. "Who does he even think he is?"
The four remaining girls looked around, squinting to see who Ali who laid eyes on. He was short, with raven coloured hair from what they could tell. The boy was laughing with a couple of friends from what the girls could tell. From just looking at him, they had no idea what was wrong with him… at least according to Allison.
"I'll be right back," Ali sneered getting up from her hiding spot and dusting off her Abercrombie leggings, as striding across the parking lot.
"Guys, what do you think he did to Ali?" Aria asked in a hushed tone. She'd often seemed her friend quite worked up but she seemed ready to claw this kid's eyes out.
"I don't know but do you want to go and try to stop her?" Hanna Marin shrugged, flipping her dirty blond hair over her shoulder.
"Whatever Ali's doing, she probably has a good reason." That was classic Emily. The girls had nicknamed her Killer because of the way she always stood by their leader no matter what she was doing.
"Quiet," Spencer scolded, "I want to hear this!"
"Hey! Hey, don't you dare walk away from me!" Ali screeched when the boy had seen her and tried to sneak away. "You know why I'm here."
"Sorry," the boy said in a high, frightened voice.
"You don't answer my texts, my calls, my emails. Why are you avoiding me! I brought you up, and I can end you. That's right you worthless little-"
"Stop!" The boy stood before her, seeming to have recovered from the shock he was just in. His voice was now brave. "You never owned me Ali! So what are you going to do, tell everyone my secret? I don't care anymore Ali, I really don't!"
People had turned to see what was going on between the two people, both looking at each other in such an intense matter that people were wondering if they should call a teacher to break the fight up. The boy's friends had all backed away into the crowd of onlookers.
"Have it your way Blaine Anderson. By tomorrow all of your little friends will know who you really are. When I'm through with you, you'll be history," Ali spat.
And that she would. From that day forward Ali had made it her mission to ruin this kid's life, even if they weren't even in the same state. She was going to make this kid pay.
"What was that all about?" Aria asked the question timidly when they all had reloaded into Ali's car.
"Oh the usual," Ali smiled, rummaging through her bag and pulling out her jungle red lipstick. She rolled up the tube and puckered her lips thinking to herself, applying the coat in the mirror. She readjusted the mirror before putting down her sunglasses, which were perched on her head and put the car into drive. "Some people need to know their place on the social chain."
Please tell me what you think :)
Next up will take place in the present after Ali's been murdered.
Hope you enjoyed and will stick with me!
P.S. For those of you who are wondering about my other Glee fic (Two Roads Diverged), yes it will be continued, I have deffiatly not given up on that.