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๊—ƒ ๏น•๐““๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐“‘๐‹๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐“œ๐„ . . . . . ๐“ˆˆ ๐“ข โ–‘
๐–ฏ๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ณ๐–ณ๐–ธ ๐–ซ๐–จ๐–ณ๐–ณ๐–ซ๐–ค ๐–ซ๐–จ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ฒ โ”€โ”€ เผ…๐“‚ƒ๐Ÿ‘œใ‚›เป’ เฃชห–หš

๐’Š. ๐—ช๐—˜๐—Ÿ๐—–๐—ข๐— ๐—˜ ๐—›๐—ข๐— ๐—˜, ๐–ฆ๐–ฎ๐–ซ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ค โ€งโ‚Šหš๐Ÿ“ฑโœฉ
หš เผ˜ เณ€โ‹†๏ฝกหš ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‰๐„๐๐๐€ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† โ”€โ”€ 01๐—‘02 ๏ฝก๐–ฆนยฐโ€ง
๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ก๐–ซ๐–จ๐–ญ๐–ฃ &๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ฆ๐–ด๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ณ๐–ธย  ๐™š๐“ฒโ‹† ึดึถึธ เน‹๐“‚ƒ โ‹†แกฃ๐ญฉ









































โ– ๐– ๐–ฏ๐–ฏ๐–ซ๐–ค ๐–ฑ๐–ฎ๐–ฒ๐–ค ๐–ฆ๐–ฑ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ซ๐–ค






๐“๐‡๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐•๐„ teenagers sat at a small table in the Apple Rose Grille, still dressed in their dresses from Alison's funeral, coffee cups sitting on the table in front of them.

Sadie sat, playing with the tips of her fingers so that she wouldn't reach up to play with the necklace hanging around her neck, which had become a habit of hers in the last couple of days since being back in Rosewood.

"Why was Jenna there?" Aria broke the silence between the friends.

"I guess she's back." Spencer sighed.

"The cops acted like we were suspects or something." Hanna rolls her eyes.

"Do you think we looked guilty?" Emily asks in a hushed whisper.

"We haven't done anything wrong." Sadie looked up from her hands, glancing at all of her friends.

"Except lie about the Jenna thing." Hanna stated matter of factly.

"We promised to never bring up the "Jenna thing", remember?" Spencer reminds them, "It never happened."

"Have you found a way to forget?" Aria questions her, "I still wake up sometimes in the middle of the night."

Sadie sighs, "Yeah, me too. I can't tell you how many times Jason found me crying in my sleep before because of it."

"How was that?" Hanna questioned, "Staying with Ali's family?"

The blonde shrugs, "It wasn't terrible. I mean, I was able to help them out as much as I could. Even helped Jason get through rehab."

Hanna pulls the flask from her purse, pouring it into her glass as a man from a table behind them stares at her, "It's medicinal. Cramps!"

"I don't get it." Emily spoke up, "How does "A" know something about me that only Alison knew?"

"Ali knew all of our secrets, but...we never knew any of hers." Aria tells them.

"The bitch didn't know any of mine." Scoffed Sadie.

Spencer is quiet for a few minutes, "I knew some."

All of the girls turn their heads to look at Spencer, but the brunette only stays quiet.

"Go on." Aria tells her.

"Talk." Hanna suddenly demands.

"I can't." Spencer tells them.

"Spence! No, you are not gonna drop a bomb like that and just clam up!" Aria says.

"She'd so kill me if I told you."

"She's dead." Sadie says bluntly, a blank expression on her face.

"Ali was seeing someone that summer." Spencer finally revels to the girls sitting around her, all four of them with different facial expressions.

Emily turns her head quickly, "I knew she was keeping something from me. . . from us."

"Well, why didn't she want us to know?"

Spencer shrugged, "He was an older boy."

Sadie's shoulders tense up at the news, thinking back to that summer where when she wasn't with any of the girls, she was off partying with her older friends and spending days tangled up in Jason's sheets.

"And he had a girlfriend."

"Who was it?"

"She never told me his name." Spencer tells them.

"Okay, that's only half secret." Hanna rolls her eyes.

"It's more than any of us ever got from her." Sadie shrugged, coming to Spencer's defense. "I mean, I spent most of the time partying with her brother, and even I didn't know that."

Aria shakes her head, "How is that Alison told us nothing, and we told her everything.

"Because she made us feel like were a part of something special." Emily answered.

Hanna smiled, "We were."

"I miss that."

"Me too."

"I miss Ali." Emily has a sad tone to her voice as the girls smiled at each other, the girl messing with the bracelet that rested on her wrist.

"I can't believe you still wear that." Hanna says, being the one to notice the purple bracelet on the girl's wrist.

"Ali still wears hers. . . wore."

"When Ali didn't come home that night, I knew something terrible must've happened, but it was always some part of f me that imagined someday she'd just show up." Spencer spoke quietly.

"Yeah. I used to think that maybe she'd just. . . run off with some guy."

"She was laying on the beach somewhere." Emily played off into the thoughts what they had hoped happened to the girl.

"Or getting a tan out by the pool with that hot lifeguard." Hanna smiled.

Sadie giggled, "What even was his name? I mean, who care, "save me". The girls laugh.

The door comes open and the sound of tapping is heard, Sadie nudging Hannah as the other girls looked over to find Jenna walking into the coffee shop. Slowly, the five of them gathered their things, standing up and walking, all heading in different directions from each other.

Sadie jumps as her phone goes off, a relieved sigh leaving her lips when she sees the caller ID.

โ› ๐—๐—”๐—ฆ๐—˜โค๏ธ โœ

"Ugh, you have no idea how nice it is to hear your voice."

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

โ ๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†, ๐’๐”๐๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐๐„! โž A voice calls out as Sadie dragged herself down the stairs, jumping as the voice scared her.

"I freaking hate you!" Sadie glared at the brown-haired teacher standing in her kitchen, "What are you even doing here?"

"Will called and said that he worked the dayshift so he wouldn't be here this morning." Ezra tells the teenager as he slides a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon and toast across the bar where she was sitting, a glass of orange juice following, "Thought I would come and make my bonus sister breakfast, because we all know you'd skip it if I didn't."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll eat it." Sadie waves him off as he grabs his stuff, heading for the front door, "Wes is still my favorite!"

"I'll pass that along!"

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐’๐€๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„ ๐‹๐„๐€๐๐’ against her locker, looking at the string of text messages she had going on with both Will and Jesse, the younger of the two brothers letting them know that he would be coming to Philly for a bit in the next couple of weeks.

"Will the following students please come to the office, Emily Fields, Aria Montgomery, Spencer Hastings, Hanna Marin and Sadie Beaumont."

All five girls meet in the hallway as it clears, all the students going into their classes, right before their phone's all chirp in sync.

"Wait." Aria stops in her tracks, phone in hand, "It's from 'A'. Dead girls walking.

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐“๐‡๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐•๐„ reconnected friend sit on the black leather cousin in the school office, Wilden walking around with their police reports taken from the night Alison went missing.

"So, let's see." Wilden spoke, pointing his finger over in Spencer's direction, "You thought you heard her scream."

"I. . . I said that, yeah." Spencer nodded, confirming what she had said that night was true.

"And when you three woke up in the barn, Alison was gone. and so was Spencer." Wilden turns to the other three young teens.

"Yes. I woke up before them and I realized that Ali was missing so I โ”€โ”€,"

Wilden cuts her off as he sits on the corner of the desk, "So you went looking for her."

Spencer sends him a forced smile, "That's what happened."

"I got that." He nodded before looking over at where Sadie was sitting in between Hanna and Aria, "And you told the police that you were gone but they called you and told you that Alison was gone. So, where were you?"

Sadie looks up at him, "My brother is a cop. I know how the law system works, and last time I checked you aren't allowed to question minors without an adult present and . . . I don't see any of our parents or either one of my brothers in this room, so I'm not obligated to tell you a damn thing."

"Hmm." The detective nods as the four other girls send shocked looks over to one of their best friends. "So, what's up? Was this a slumber party or . . . ,"

"Is this an interrogation?" Spencer questioned the detective with her own question.

"No, just a routine follow up." He says to them with a small chuckle, "Why did you guys fall asleep?"

"Are you really that dumb?" Sadie sends him annoyed look, "They were tired. It's typically what a person does when they're tired. They fall asleep. Can we go now? I actually have an education I would like to get back to."

"Not yet. Is that how you remember it, Hannah?"

Hanna looks up at him, "Yeah."

"You guys were tired?"

"Look, we've told you everything we know. Just like we did the night she went missing." Spencer spoke up, not wanting Sadie to say anything to the officer to get them into more trouble.

"I know, I know. You see, the thing is it's almost exactly what you said last year." Wilden tells them, "Almost like it was rehearsed."

"Yeah, no. Come on, get up." Sadie stands up, motioning for girls to do the exact same thing, "Unless a parents or my brother is with us, don't question us again. Asshole." She mumbled the last word under her breath as the teens left the office.

All of the girls follow after Sadie, the blonde cussing the detective out in her head, moving to text both brothers and Jason about what just happened.

"Hey." Hanna nudged Sadie as she was next to her, "Aren't you, like, emancipated? He can question you without an adult."

Sadie smirked, "He doesn't know that."

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

"๐‡๐„ ๐Š๐๐Ž๐–๐’ we're lying." Aria sits with the others in the cafeteria, all of them worried about Wilden.

"Lying is not a crime." Hanna tells Aria.

"It is when you're giving false statements to the police." Spencer tells them, "It's called obstruction of justice."

"Please, we ended up drinking." Hannah looks around, "Look, the truth that matters is we don't know anything about what happened to Ali that night."

"We also know about someone who might've wanted to hurt her." Sadie sighed, sitting back in her seat.

"We should've told the police the truth about Jenna's accident the night it happened." Emily tugs on her ear out of nerves.

"I wanted to, remember?" Hanna stated.

"We have more than just a chance to tell the truth." Aria said, "We had a chance to stop Ali."

Spencer holds her hands out, "But we didn't. And telling the police now about what happened to Jenna isn't going to make her see again. It'll just ruin our lives."

"Oh, my God. She's back in school too?" Hanna asked as Jenna makes her way into the cafeteria, the tapping of her stick filling their ears.

"What the hell is she doing?" Sadie hissed as Aria stands up and made her way over to Jenna, "Seriously?"

"Jenna, hey, it's Aria." Aria stands in front of the blind girl, turning to shrug at the other girls, "Do you want to come sit with us?"

"Sure. Thank you." Jenna thanks Aria as the Montgomery girl takes the lunch tray from her hands, placing her hand on the girl's shoulder.

"So, you're gonna be in between Hanna and Emily, and Spencer right across from you." Aria tells her, "Spencer's between me and Sadie, Sades being in front of Emily. And here's a chair."

"This would be Alison's chair, right?" Jenna asked as she sat in the seat, sitting her bag down by her feet.

"No, we're not even sitting at that table." Emily tells her, keeping her eyes down on her tray.

"You know, she came to visit me in the hospital after the accident." Jenna tells the girls.

Sadie coughs as the sip of apple juice she had taken went down the wrong pipe, Spencer quickly reaching out to pat her back, "I'm okay. I'm okay."

"Alison did?" Spencer asked in shock.

"Mhmm." Jenna nodded, "Everyone misunderstood Alison, but I knew exactly who she was."

"When did you get back, Jenna?" Spencer asked, "We heard you were in Philadelphia at the school for the. . . visionally impaired."

The Beaumont girl tensed up, a chill running down her spin at the thought of possibly running into Jenna while she was also in Philly with the DiLaurentis family.

"You can say blind, Spencer." Jenna smiled, "It's okay. It's not a dirty word. Wow, it's so quiet. You guys used to be the fun table. What happened to you girls?" She laughed.

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐‘ด๐‘ผ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ช ๐‘จ๐‘ต๐‘ซ laughter filled the bedroom of Emily, the six girls holding up and trying on outfits as they all hung out with one another.

Alison stands in front of her mirror as she tried on a shirt before spinning around, marching over to her window, "I can see you! Oh, my God! I can't believe it!"

"What is it, Ali? Who'd you see?" Emily asked the shorter blonde out of the three in their group of friends.

"He was in that tree, spying on us!" Alison tells them, anger in her voice. "I am so creeped out!"

"Who was it?" Spencer asked.

"It was that perv, Toby Cavanaugh!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure! He was right there! I bet he saw us all naked."

"Well, should we tell someone?" Aria asked, glancing over at Sadie, who calmly laid across Alison's bed, the buzz of the weed she has smoked before coming over, slowly wearing off.

"I mean, we could." Alison says after a moment of just looking at the girls before smirking, "But I have a better idea."

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐‘ฉ๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฏ๐‘ป ๐‘ช๐‘ถ๐‘ณ๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘บ filled the sky as people set off fireworks, the six teenage girls moving through the bushes towards the Cavanaugh home.

"Are we sure he's not in there?" Aria asked, being the one behind Alison.

"He's not, okay? You got the lighter, right, Sadie?" Alison questioned the older girl, knowing that she always had a lighter on her.

"Yeah."

Emily grabs Alison, "Let's wait a second."

"What, Emily?"

"I don't wanna do this." Emily tells them, a frown on her face.

"Fine, go back. You're on your own."

"Okay, maybe, Emily's right." Aria spoke up, trying to defend the girl, "Just call the cops. They' take care of it."

"Where's the fun in that?" Alison asked, looking at the five girls, "Girls, Toby Cavanaugh is a freak. And we needed to teach him a lesson. If he thinks he came come and spy on us while we're in your bedroom, Emily, he needs to know that his little domain is no longer his little hideout. I mean, who knows what he does in there, that little freak?"

"Are you sure that it was Toby?" Sadie raised an eyebrow at the girl, knowing how she liked to exaggerate things at times.

"Yes! And it's a stink bomb for God sakes! We're not nuking the place!" Alison tells them. "Now let's do it. Give me the lighter."

With a roll of her eyes, Sadie takes her lighter out of her back pocket and tosses it towards the blonde, a glare being sent her way at the harsh toss.

The five of the girls stands back and watch as Alison lights the wick of the firecracker she had in her hands, Alison pulling the door open to toss it inside.

"Let's get out of here."

"Run."

The six run away from the garage, screams leaving their lips as the firecracker pops, sending the garage up in flames.

"Ali, what did you do?!" Spencer asked as the six of them watch the garage burn.

"We have to get out of here."

"Come on, let's get out of here!"

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐‘บ๐‘จ๐‘ซ๐‘ฐ๐‘ฌ ๐‘ธ๐‘ผ๐‘ฐ๐‘ช๐‘ฒ๐‘ณ๐’€ runs up the stairs of the DiLaurentis home, having split up from the other girls as they ran away from the Cavanaugh home. Slapping a hand over her mouth as she rushed past the bedroom belonging to Alison and Jason's parents, hoping to silent her sobs.

The blonde throws Jason's bedroom door open, causing the boy to jump at the sudden noise, looking over as he locks eyes with a sobbing Sadie.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Jason quickly jumps up from the bed, rushing towards his girlfriend and cupping her face with his hands, "Sades, baby, come one. Breathe."

"We โ”€โ”€ Alison said that โ”€โ”€ Toby was . . . and she set a stink bomb off in their garage. I don't -- we're terrible people." Sadie sobbed, letting Jason pull her into his arms.

The DiLaurentis male shushes his sobbing girlfriend, bringing his hand up to tangle in her blonde hair, "Hey, it's okay. It's okay. I got you. You're gonna be okay."

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐’๐ˆ๐‹๐„๐๐‚๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐„๐ƒ the table as the five look at each other, recalling the night that Jenna had gone blind, all of their phone's dinging around them.

"Aren't you gonna get that?" Jenna reaches forward, picking up Spencer's phone and holding it out to her.

The other's follow, taking their phones out to look at the text messages on the screens.

โ› ษช๊œฐ แดษดสŸส ๊œฑสœแด‡ แด„แดแดœสŸแด… ๊œฑแด‡แด‡ สœแดแดก
ษขแดœษชสŸแด›ส สแดแดœ สŸแดแดแด‹ โœ โ”€โ”€ แด€

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

โ๐‡๐„๐˜, ๐Š๐ˆ๐ƒ.โž Will knocks on the wooden door, pushing it open to look at his little sister who sat on her bed, doing her homework, her laptop open in front of her, "Pizza, Mexican or Chinese for dinner?"

Sadie looks up from the notebook in her lap, "Are you seriously asking me that?"

There's a moment of silence before the redhead nods his head, "Yeah, stupid question. Your usual?"

"Yeah. Oh, get extra rice!" She calls out just before he closes the door, "Extra rice!"

"I hear you!"

A deep chuckle rings out from the computer, "You and extra rice."

"Shut up." Sadie smiles, turning her attention to the screen, "You're supposed to be helping me study."

"I help you study all the time." Jason smirks, "Usually there's way less clothes and way more touching. But someone just has to leave and go back to Rosewood."

"Sorry, I wanna see my brother." She playfully rolls her eyes as she tosses the notebook to the side. "You can always come back too."

"I will, eventually. Can't stay away from my girl longer than I have to." Jason's voice is teasing as he leaned back in the chair he was sitting in.

"Your girl?"

"Yeah, you may know here. Blonde hair, pretty smile, has a thing for used to be druggies, bit of a party girl."

"My partying days are behind me. . . sort of." Sadie grinned, "Unless it's a Khan throwing it."

Jason chuckled, "Yeah, you and Eric are always up to no good together."

"That is so not true!" Her jaw drops in disbelief at his words, "Eric and I are perfect angels when we're together."

"Hmm, tell that to poor Mr. Walker's swimming pool full of food coloring."

"Whatever." Sadie laughs before a pout formed on her face, "I miss you."

Jason smiles softly, "But, hey, you can always come up on the weekends, or I can meet you halfway."

"Yeah, I'll just have to talk to Will and Jesse." She tells him before her phone dings. Reaching over, she freezes at the message on her screen.

"Hey, everything okay?"

"Uh, yeah, it was just Spencer asking me about running later on this week." She waves him off, smiling back at him.

โ› ษขแดœแด‡๊œฑ๊œฑ สแดแดœส€ ส™แด‡๊œฑแด› ๊œฐส€ษชแด‡ษดแด…๊œฑ
ส™ส€แดแด›สœแด‡ส€ ษช๊œฑ ๊œฑแด›ษชสŸสŸ แด›สœแด‡ แดษดแด‡ ๊œฐแดส€
สแดแดœ โœ โ”€โ”€โ”€ แด€

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

"๐’๐€๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„! I have to go! I'll be home later tonight!" Will calls out as he stops in front of his sister's door, frowning at the silence. "Sadie?"

Pushing the door open, he looks around the empty and smiles softly before closing the door as he walked out. Walking down the stairs and towards the kitchen, he notices the piece of paper stuck to the silver metal door.

โ› ษขแดษชษดษข แดษด แด€ ส€แดœษด แดกษชแด›สœ ๊œฑแดฉแด‡ษดแด„แด‡ส€!
แดฉส€แดส™แด€ส™สŸส แดกษชสŸสŸ ส™แด‡ ษขแดษดแด‡ ส™แด‡๊œฐแดส€แด‡
สแดแดœ สŸแด‡แด€แด แด‡ ๊œฐแดส€ แดกแดส€แด‹! โœ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๊œฑแด€แด…แด‡๊œฑ

ห—หห‹ ๐–ค หŽหŠห—

๐‰๐”๐’๐“ like old times, Sadie and Spencer run side by side after being stuck inside due to all of the rain. Both girls look at each other with smiles, happy to have some part of normalcy in their lives after learning that one of their best friends were dead.

Turning the corner, both she and Spencer slow down at they notice Jenna sitting on one of the benches, using her hands to type out a message on her phone, before picking it up and speaking into it, letting the device know to send the text message.

Sadie crosses her arms over her chest as a sudden chill runs down her spine while the two girls keep their eyes on Jenna just as she turned her head in their direction, almost as if she were looking into their eyes.

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