Chapter Eighty-Two: The Mirror Has Three Faces

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Ethan's Pov

The girls and I were currently walking in the hallway trying to sneak into class. 

We tried visiting Jenna at the hospital this morning but we weren't allowed to. Because of that we were late for class and we were trying to sneak back.

Though, I doubt that's possible since classes are almost over.

"I still think we should dip into those candy-striper outfits one more time" Hanna told us.

"What difference would that have made?" Emily asked.

"Well, we could've talked to Jenna instead of getting turned away at the visitor's desk" Hanna huffed in annoyance.

"Guys! Can you keep it down, please? The whole point was to sneak back" Aria whisper yelled at us.

"I think Mr. Facinelli noticed that our entire row was missing" Spencer told her.

"Yeah, well, I'd still like to graduate" Aria told her.

"Oh, newsflash, honey, none of us are graduating" I sarcastically smiled.

Spencer nodded while Aria sent me a glare before rolling her eyes.

"Ok, I still think that Spencer should get back to Shana and see if she'll say more" Hanna said.

"What? Why?" Spencer asked.

"Because, if Cece drowned Jenna, then she must know the reason" Hanna told her.

"And why exactly do we trust Shana?" Emily asked.

"Why do we trust Jenna?" Hanna asked, annoyed.

"Alright, well I don't trust anybody, and you guys are about as quiet as a monster truck rally. Now shut up" Aria sternly said.

I sighed and just continued walking with the girls following me.

"Fine. I'm going to the source" Hanna sighed.

"The source?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Cece's been A.W.O.L. since Wilden was alive. You're not just gonna find her folding peasant skirts at the diva dish right now" Spencer told her.

We heard a phone ring and turned around to see Emily taking her phone out before we went back to talking.

"Well, then I'll search every hipster boutique until I do find her" Hanna said.

We stopped walking when we saw Emily staring at her phone in disbelief.

"No friggin' way" Emily gasped.

"What? What's wrong?" Aria asked in concern.

"Is it an A text?" Spencer asked.

"Worse, it's my mother" Emily said.

"Wow, Em, that's harsh" I grinned.

Emily playfully glared at me and hit my arm, making me chuckle and shake my head at her.

"Mrs. Dilaurentis has offered to let us stay with her" Emily told us.

"In Ali's house?" Aria asked, shocked.

"You're gonna sleep in Ali's old bed?" Spencer asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"No! Hell no. I'm not moving in there" Emily scoffed.

I don't blame her for not wanting to stay there.

None of us would wanna stay in Ali's house let alone stay in her room and sleep in her bed.

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