Silence is the worst thing (Emison)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1.
Rosewood. A small town, Too small, a young Emily Fields thought as she drove herself to her first day at her fourth new high school. To be honest, Emily was so over the moving that she couldn't even be bothered to be close to nervous. The constant badgering of her parents to excel and succeed, had become utterly unbearable.
Unfortunately her father's job took him places and her mother was madly in love, which meant following him wherever he went. Well that was their excuse anyway; no one really wanted to talk about the real reason to their constant modifications in living arrangements.
It wasn't that Emily didn't love her parents, the moving was just hard. She had barely made it through junior year and now she was starting at another school half way through the semester. She had enough troubles fitting in let alone being the weird mysterious girl who showed up out of nowhere with less than a year's worth of school left.
Emily parked her car down the road instead of joining other students in the parking lot. The routine was easier that way, the further the car was away from the school the quicker you could run to the car and avoid traffic.
As Emily cut off the engine she reached for her bag and noticed a message from her mother wishing her good luck, again, she thought to herself.
By the time Emily had picked up her class schedule the hallways of Rosewood High were relatively empty except for the occasional stray student being late or just avoiding the classroom all together.
Knowing full well that Emily would walk in on an English class already in progress didn't seem overly appealing. Not exactly an entrance she wanted to make, however it also wasn't very smart to ditch class either, not on her first day anyway. So taking a deep breath Emily opened the door to her class, noticing all heads turn in her direction as she walked over to the teacher who had stopped himself near the chalk board. He was young, younger than she had expected, it threw her off balance as he introduced himself, she wasn't used to... manners.
'I'm Mr. Fitz. You must be Emily.' He said politely, Emily didn't know if the teacher was actually asking her a question but she responded with a nod anyway, noticing a few people snickering, her eyes couldn't help but wonder over to the culprits. Both dark haired boys, good looking enough but she could tell their ego was compensation.
'Okay well you can take a seat over there; we were just reading from the assigned book, "Great Expectations", have you got it yet?'
Emily shook her head as the teacher waited from a spoken answer, more snickering continued throughout the classroom. This time however Emily ignored it and walked over to her allocated seat. Thank goodness this school had single desks, Emily thought to herself as she said a few seats away from the snickering boys.
'Mr Kahn, did you by any chance want to continue reading from the novel?'
The slightly taller boy straightened his back as he held the half open book in his hand, his attitude radiating a hint of confusion to the teacher's question.
'No sir.' The boy answered as Mr Fitz walked towards him, his dominance taking a toll on the clearly shocked teenager.
'Then you have no reason to be talking.' His face though sweet in structure showed no signs of weakness as he spoke. Mr Fitz may have been young but he certainly was experienced with his words. The class erupted with soft giggles as the teacher walked away and towards Emily.
'You can borrow mine for today, Miss Fields.'
A mere nod came from the brunette again as the teacher handed her his book. The novel was old and torn, nothing in compassion to the ones owned from the classmates. This one was loved, and read for that matter. Emily had always liked the story line for Great Expectations; though it was hard to keep up she never understood why it was so important to read it in high school English, thank goodness she already had a clear understanding of it for any assignments.
As the English class passed by the occasional student would brush their eyes upon the quiet new brunette, though her eyes never once left the pages of her novel. As the bell went for the next lesson Emily couldn't have been more grateful. The constant feeling of eyes watching her was becoming intolerable.
Walking towards Mr Fitz who was now sitting at his desk, Emily gathered his well loved copy of "Great Expectations" and placed it gently on his desk. She gave him a small smile before exiting, leaving no time to say a word. As the brunette entered the now very crowded hallways of Rosewood High she felt the occasional stare but tried to ignore, it would be like this for the rest of the week.
A parting in the hallway all of a sudden started to appear, though a distracted Emily trying to look for her next class had paid no attention to the sudden change in ambiance.
'Watch it loser!'
Emily felt a budge on her arm and the sudden shock made her drop her items of school work, though the insult was poor she still couldn't help but look at who the offender was as she knelt for her books. Feeling a small pain from her ribs the brunette grabbed her sides trying to recover, this was normal in any situation for Emily ever since her incident but it wasn't exactly idyllic timing. Emily looked up and saw a very fashionably dressed blonde standing above her, personally Emily thought it was a little much for just school but regardless the blonde looked stunning, strikingly beautiful even, though Emily could tell the blonde knew this.
The brunette gave her an apologetic nod as she stood letting the pain in her ribs and now legs subside. She tried walking away but the blonde continued to talk.
'New here huh?'
There was a silence in the hallway, Emily could tell without looking that everyone in range was looking in on what was about to happen. As Emily turned back to the blonde she noticed three other girls standing behind her, obviously a part of her group, a petite brunette caring a few novels and nothing else, she was rather cute but she also looked creative, there was another brunette but significantly taller, she was holding text books, and then finally another blonde, she was also very good-looking, personally Emily thought the ring leader was prettier, that was probably why she was in charge.
The creative, smart and the good looking, how cliche. Emily thought to herself. The brunette gave the blonde a small nod, hoping to hurry the confrontation up as she didn't need this on her first day, or ever for that fact.
'I'm Alison.' The blonde spoke with such meaning, Emily however didn't really seem to understand why she should care; so she continued to be silent like she always did.
'If you're going to attend this school, you're going to have to learn who is higher in the food chain.'
Suddenly breaking a line in the crowd the boy from English class earlier, Kahn was his last name but that was all the brunette knew, entered the group, he stood next to Alison and placed a kiss on her forehead.
Emily was slowly losing patience, she wasn't in the mood for this and she never would be. The brunette turned her head towards the sheet of paper the office had given her. The next class was just around the corner but when she turned her head to find an escape her path was blocked by snooping on lookers. A sigh left her lips and Emily rolled her eyes back to Alison, the only thing that was running through her mind at that moment was how much she'd rather be home.
'Hi Emily, I'm Noel.' Noel introduced himself with a cocky attitude, this bugged Emily, however Alison found it somewhat attractive, she liked that he had control.
Emily didn't move, she was close to not even blinking, she just remained reserved and complacent. The group would soon be bored of her, they had always been in the past. This group on the other hand didn't budge they seemed just as reserved as Emily. Alison knew people like Emily, all the same, quiet and most probably smart.
It bothered Alison that this Emily girl wouldn't speak though, usually people would jump at the opportunity to speak with her or to have her speak to them and other times people would struggle to articulate a word, but at least they would still try. This girl Emily hadn't even spoken a word, not even shown interest in trying; though this bothered Alison it also made her very curious about the girl.
'Where is your next class?' Alison felt her lips move but she only registered what she had truly said until everyone who was looking, look towards her in confusion, even Emily seemed confused.
She must admit it was an odd question for Alison DiLaurentis but she didn't show a sign of unfamiliarity, she merely pretended that this was normal and everyone else would follow suit.
Emily stood there, still silent, she wasn't sure that telling the popular blonde where her next class was, was such a great idea. She began to notice that the crowd was thinning; everyone was becoming either bored or worried that they would be late for class. When Emily hadn't said anything Alison became inpatient and took the sheet of paper from her hands, before the brunette could even react, Noel stood in between her and Alison and though this wasn't exactly a threat Emily didn't want to retaliate. Instead she merely waited for the blonde to become bored and leave, everyone else had except for Noel and Alison's other friends, the smart looking one was becoming edgy, obviously not happy with the fact that they were late.
'Ali, come on-' The taller brunette began saying as Alison looked up from the sheet of paper to Emily.
'Oh shush Spencer you'll be fine.' The brunette continued to stir, Emily looked towards her, she looked back at Alison and played with her books. Alison however did not look away from Emily, her bright blue eyes bearing into the brunettes dark chocolate eyes. When Spencer made loud sigh Alison finally looked away from Emily.
'God Spencer, just go to class.' Her voice was strong and stern; it obviously was another reason why she was in charge. Spencer seemed to relax at Alison's permission and headed off with the other two girls as well.
Noel remained where he was at Alison's side holding her waist in a somewhat over protective manner.
'I'm fine .' Was all Alison said, Noel caught the hint and before leaving attempted to give her a kiss but Alison swiftly moved her face back towards Emily giving Noel access to only her cheek.
Then it was just the two girls, in an empty hallway, Emily turned to leave but was interrupted.
'What's the rush Emily?' Alison asked in a rather patronizing tone, Emily had become significantly less agitated now that everyone had left but it was still frustrating being pulled back towards the blonde. She just wanted to go to class and get the day done with.
'You won't get far without this anyway.' The blonde reminded her. Emily looked towards her class schedule in Alison's hands. She reached for it but the blonde pulled away, Emily looked on Alison with confusion where as Alison looked at Emily with curiosity. She had never met someone like the brunette.
'You're not much of a talker, are you Fields?' The brunette shook her head; she hadn't spoken to anyone in a very long time. She merely listened; her ears were always aware and ready.
Alison was becoming irritated, why wasn't this girl talking? It was growing very frustrating. Both girls stood in the hallway, Emily holding her books to her chest in an attempt to protect herself and Alison holding her handbag over her shoulder. Emily wasn't even sure why she was still standing in front of the girl; she knew her next class was biology and then lunch. She could always go back to the office and get another schedule.
'Just say something and I'll give you your piece of paper back.' Alison challenged the still quiet brunette. With that final remark Emily had had enough and turned to walk to biology, leaving Alison and her schedule behind her.
Though Emily had been standing in the hallway with Alison for what seemed like forever, only ten minutes had passed and she wasn't overly late for class. The teacher was nice enough; he allocated Emily a seat and handed her a few sheets of paper that she didn't bother to look at.
'Miss DiLaurentis doesn't seem to be here today, but she will be your lab partner from now on as her partner changed classes.' Emily nodded and turned to her seat. As she opened her book pretending to pay attention she wondered who this DiLaurentis girl was. Was she going to be nice? Or a pain?
The teacher began talking but Emily wasn't interested, usually she liked biology but today her head wasn't in it. Instead her mind was thinking of Alison and their encounter in the hallway. There was something about the blonde that made Emily nervous. She tried to focus on her text book but the class went momentarily silent for a few seconds, which drew her attention to the front. Alison had entered the room at some point and was talking to the teacher, Oh god no, Emily thought to herself over and over again. But sure enough the blonde turned to Emily and gave her a smile, it was conniving but Emily still found it to be beautiful none the less.
The way her lips lifted up and made her cheeks all cute and puffy made Emily feel giddy, but she couldn't understand why.
As Alison walked towards Emily she could tell the brunette was automatically uncomfortable, Alison liked this. The beautiful blonde had always fed off other people's fear of her as it made her feel empowered, but Emily was different. It wasn't that she was scared of Alison it was more that she just wasn't interested in her.
There was something about Emily that intrigued Alison. She would make it her mission to get Emily to speak.
'Well hello again.' Alison didn't even bother to whisper. She did what she wanted when she wanted to; this was the bliss of being a DiLaurentis. She sat down next to Emily and pulled out a text book that she didn't bother to open.
'Okay class, today we will begin our assignments. As you can see I've already handed out your information sheets and assigned you partners...'
Alison could hear a sigh come from Emily as the teacher continued to talk. The sigh angered her but she decided not to bite, she wanted Emily to talk. Through the rest of class Emily and Alison sat in silence and listened to the teacher and taking down notes every so often. A few times Alison had caught Emily looking at her but she pretended she hadn't noticed; this was what Alison was after. The extra attention. Emily was looking at her like everyone else did.
When the bell went for lunch the class gathered the books quickly in a rush to get out. Emily however remained to finish off her final notes, about half way through the class she had gotten back into the swing of biology. But it was mainly because she wanted to avoid looking at the dazzling blonde next to her.
Alison stood and gathered her things; looking towards Emily she wondered how long the girl was going to remain silent.
'Let me tell you something Fields, it is a privilege to work with me. You will remember this, and we work off my terms. We will study where I want, at specific times and we will do certain sections of the work to my accord. Do you understand?'
Emily swallowed at Alison's sudden outburst but she nodded in a controlled manner. Alison sighed in frustration, quickly placed Emily's class schedule on the table and left in a huff. The blonde thought that Emily was extremely frustrating but she didn't let it get to her. She was Alison DiLaurentis for goodness sake!