Tasha's fan fiction draft

I decided to do my fanfiction on the TV series Pretty Little Liars.

OUTLINE
Spencer, Aria, Hannah and Emily are being hassled by an anonymous person texting them after the murder of their best friend, and cliche popular girl, Alison DeLaurentis during a sleepover at Spencer's grandmother's lakehouse. This anonymous person refers to themselves as 'A' and the girls have no idea who it could be. The girl's become more targeted as they realize that the person who killed Alison is A. Alison knew secrets about the girls that they hadn't told anyone else and so when A starts texting them and mentioning their secrets to them, they start to wonder whether Alison really is dead or if she is fulfilling her wish to be remembered even after death.



"In the end, we remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. Martin Luther King." Spencer repeated confidently whilst pacing around the room.
Spencer had a habit of dong this before every exam.
“Oh my God Spence, we get it, say something else now.”

Hannah lay faced down on the floor admiring her stolen $200 necklace. It’s obvious none of us were serious about tomorrow’s exams. Well, almost all of us, with the exception of Spencer of course. We all had other things on our mind. Hannah was down-buzz about her breakup with Caleb, Aria was confused about whether she should call Ezra Fitz her English teacher or her boyfriend and I … well I was thinking about Alison. It felt awkward not mentioning her for once but not talking about Alison made me feel like a part of me was missing and I felt myself miss her.

My train of thought was broken by the sound of Aria’s interrogation.
“What are you thinking Emily? You went quiet all of a sudden. Are you okay? Is everything okay? Did you and Maya have another fight?”
I didn’t know which question to answer first; they all sounded mushed together but one word stood out to me which made me feel like I was being stabbed in the heart with a double edged knife.

Maya.

The sound of hearing Maya’s name made everything so much more real. It was bad enough I was using my own friend’s, but Maya had nothing to do with this. Hearing her name brought me nothing but guilt and that feeling only got worse when I was with her. Being around her reminded me only of Alison and of what I was sacrificing to be with her. Just to be with her, I was sacrificing everything.

I knew this was my only opportunity to bring up the topic of Alison so I took it.
"Today I got a text ... it was from A"
"Well what did she say!" I guess Aria's interrogation wasn't over.
"She wanted me to make the swim team lose in tomorrow's meet."
"Argh she needs to be stopped! Whoever A is needs to learn that she can't mess with us anymore! She's always one step ahead of us though." Hannah's voice was both angry and scared. And she was right to be scared. A was ahead of us; they knew what we were thinking before we even thought it. They knew us better than we knew ourselves.

“Yesterday, A sent me a picture of Caleb with some other girl. They weren’t doing anything but what if this means he’s moved on. I don’t understand A anymore! I don’t know if she’s trying to make our lives hell or trying to help us!” Hannah’s voice started getting louder.

I needed to find out what the girls were thinking. I had to find out who they thought A was. We hadn’t talked about A for so long because Spencer became a robot once exams started coming around. She refused to let us bring up the topic of A or even steer the conversation that way. I could feel her staring at me but I tried to avoid it. I knew she was going to rage any minute now so I had to get as much as I could out whilst I still had the chance.

“Guys, who do you think A is? I mean, I know we’ve had ideas and stuff about who it could be but everyone’s pretty much proven it’s not them. After Mona got admitted into the mental institute we all thought it was over. We couldn’t have been more wrong.”

“LOOK we have exams tomorrow! We should all be studying and not worrying about who A is! We’ve wasted enough time thinking about A and we have always been wrong! If we stop giving A the attention they want then they will either back off or it will become a lot more obvious about who they are! So drop the A subject and pick up your history books!” Spencer’s voice echoed through-out her bedroom.

We sat in silence for what felt like an eternity. Spencer forcefully changed the subject for us and it frustrated me. Spencer was smart and she had her suspicions that A was working closer to us than we thought. Spencer thought A was one of us; someone we trusted and told everything. If only she knew.

“Eurgh I need coffee! I can’t handle crazy Spencer all night without any caffeine. Let’s go make some coffee girls.” Hannah wasn’t the only one who couldn’t handle crazy Spencer the day before exams without a pick-me-up.

Spencer flicked through the pages of our American history textbook seemed to not be blinking. “You guys go and make some, and bring me up a cup. I’m almost done with American history and I don’t want to lose my focus now.”

“You are a MACHINE Spence.” Hannah skipped out of the room and me and Aria followed.
Aria grabbed the coffee beans and put it in the machine. The smell of freshly ground coffee beans filled the room making us all that much eager to drink. It was going to be a long night and we needed it.

“Hey, I was wondering about what I should do about the whole A thing. I don’t want to throw the game like that but we all know what A is capable of.” If there was any way of getting any A related information out it was from Aria and Hannah.

“Common Em, the team is depending on you to win this for us. You know representatives from all the top schools are gonna’ be there. This could be lead to so many things for you! You NEED to win that game tomorrow and show A we aren’t scared of them!” Hannah took a sip of coffee and beamed. “ SLUUURP! This is good coffee!”

“Yeah, Hannahs right Em. You need to do this so we can show A that they don’t phase us at all. The last thing we should do is give into A and their demands!”

The loud Nokia ringtone hummed in the downstairs kitchen. It stopped ringing then it started again. Me, Aria and Hannah look at each other wondering who’s phone it could be. Then it hit me.

I ran upstairs hoping Spencer didn’t open the text! My heart started thumping out of my chest and panic took over my body.

“Oh God please don’t tell me Spencer opened it!”

I ran into the room to find that my worst nightmare had now become a reality. Spencer looked up at me with glassy eyes. We both remained silent, doing nothing but staring at each other. Soon enough Hannah and Aria were behind me asking what the big rush was about.

Then, Spencer started reading.

“If only those bitches knew who’s side you were really on. It’s a shame just how much they trust you. -A”

She looked up at me, tears in her eyes. “It’s you. You’re the traitor. You’re working with A.”