That Night

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Emily woke up startled. She couldn't believe what just happened! Alison had given her enough information to help her, Hanna, Aria, and Spencer to figure out who killed Ali. It sounded ridiculous, because how could a dead girl tell you how she was killed and how it was done, etc. Emily had written everything in her favourite notebook. She crept out of her bed and across the room and grabbed the book off her desk. It was a gift from Maya, the cover covered in pastel creamy shells, and then glazed over with varnish to make sure the decorations were staying on the actual book. Emily slowly opened the book's first page, and braced herself; wait. When the hell did she revise in this book?! She didn't.
But sure enough on the first page, there was notes for English; all jumbled up, vocabulary on one distinct side of it, and on the other, math. WHAT WAS HAPPENING?! This couldn't be- no, no. Emily tried to regain herself, breathing somewhat calmly.

Everything



Was


Out

Of



Control.


A/n-
I'm going to start doing these end-of-chapter side-notes at the end of each chapter. Also I'm going to let you know what is going on in my life.

Revision is going okay I guess.

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