this is for allison

should you fight the foxes?
  • Dan: why would you fight dan. i mean, you can, but should you? she once kicked a raven in the nuts. she was probably even somewhat buzzed at that time? do you think this is a wise decision? proceed with caution.
  • Kevin: look at this tall, beefy boy. he has anxiety... Fight Him.
  • Andrew: he'll stab you. like, literally. but i mean, fight him anyway. if you get a punch in, that's good. i heard he doesn't know how to duck.
  • Matt: why would you fight matt. he could sit on you and you will literally be powerless. and i mean. does he deserve it? if so, i mean, good luck? the guy has a boxer for a mom and he's a back liner, okay, i don't fuck with that but good luck.
  • Aaron: he probably forgot who you were since he made you want to fight him but like. fight him anyway.
  • Seth: this is an urn. why would you punch an urn. i mean. okay, maybe. fight him.
  • Allison: a fair fighter. fight her. it's a 50/50 split, if you manage to avoid the fake nails. good luck!
  • Nicky: fight him. literally, he's so eager to fight. just do it. do it for him, maybe, if not for yourself. he just wants to fight.
  • Renee: G O O D L U C K
  • Neil: this boy's asking for a fight all the time, i think you have to wait in line for it

Meet Sarah Manning (2nd pic, resident badass) and Allison Hendrix (4th pic, Typical Suburban Soccer Mom). The other two, of course, are Alex Drake.

The bangs, sweater and the ponytail. The British accent, bar, troubled childhood, and even the same hairstyle (on the same side, no less). They’re very similar, don’t you think?

Well, Sarah and Allison are from a show called Orphan Black, an indie tv show about clones from Canada. Oh, and fun fact! Patrick, Troian’s husband! Has been on that show!! Hilarious, right!!

So I have a theory.

Obviously, most actors watch at least a little of the show they act on to get a feel for their role. So naturally, we can assume that Patrick watched Orphan Black before appearing on it, and Troian most likely did too.

So word gets around, and Marlene begins watching this (awesome!) show. And Marlene likes it. And Marlene has an idea. And we all know what happens when she gets those…

Allison- A Little Honesty

Request-  I know you’ve already made something like this but you’re writing has improved a bunch-an Allison imagine where she’s dating the reader but she/he doesn’t know about the supernatural and it’s very complicated because she doesn’t want you involved so she lies all the time about where she’s at until she breaks with the reader to keep them away and safe, she lies that she doesn’t love you anymore to avoid telling the truth you can decide the rest like getting back together or being split for good

A/N- I appreciate that hun! Hope you like it.

“…have to tell her, Lydia.”

“You don’t. Think about how you reacted when you found out.”

“I can’t keep lying to her!”

Your fist froze mid-air, pausing before the wood of Lydia’s bedroom door. You were supposed to meet at her house for a study session with Allison and Lydia, but when you heard their voices, something just seemed off. You weren’t even sure if you were supposed to be listening.

Before you could hear anymore, you quickly rapped on the door. The voices paused,

and you listened as soft footsteps headed toward you. “Y/n!”

Lydia squealed your name as she opened the door, and you smiled at her. “Hey.”

“Did you just get here?” she asked, and although her tone was innocent, you knew she

was wondering what you had heard.

“Yeah,” you told her. “Your mom let me in.”

She sighed. “I told her to come get me when you got here, but I guess she has a lot on her mind.”

“Y/n!” Allison breathed, jumping off of Lydia’s bed and heading toward you.

She squeezed your shoulder and leaned closer to peck you on the lips. “Hey, Beautiful.”

“Hey, Allison.”

You smiled, but as you looked into her brown eyes, you couldn’t help but think about what you heard earlier. Between all the times she had canceled your dates and the way her friends acted around you, you knew Allison was keeping something from you. Lydia’s behavior had only confirmed it.

“Y/n?” she asked, pulled you out of your thoughts.

“Hm?” you murmured, raising your eyebrows.

“I asked if you were ready to study,” she told you, eyeing you carefully.

“Oh, uh…is that even a question? I’m never ready for this.”

Your lips tilted up, and you hoped you looked convincing. You must have, because Allison simply smiled and wrapped an arm around you shoulders.

You sank down on the bed with Lydia trailing behind you, but before you could crack open the books, her phone chimed.

“Shit,” she breathed, glancing over at Allison.

“What?” the Brunette asked, her face immediately falling.

Lydia’s eyes flicked to you once, and then back to Allison. “Stiles needs us.”

“With what?” you complained. “We’re studying. Can’t it wait?”

“It’s important,” she continued, lips pursed. “Really important.”

“What could be so important that you can’t tell me about it?”

Lydia sighed, and looked at Allison pointedly. “I’m sorry, Y/n.”


You looked at her with raised eyebrows, and saw that she was frowning.

“Y/n, I’m sorry,” she said softly. “We can’t really tell you, but I promise this is important.”

You sighed and shook your head. “Fine, Allison.”

You rose to your feet and grabbed your bag, obviously upset. She seemed sincere, but you had heard those words too many times, and you just couldn’t listen anymore.

“Y/n,” Allison said again, jumping up from the bed.

“You can just tell me if you want to break up with me.”

She blinked at your harsh tone, and Lydia bit the inside of her cheek. “That’s not-”

“You two are always running off with Scott and Stiles, and Malia. I get that you’re friends, but I thought being your girlfriend meant you’d want to have me there too.”

“I do,” she insisted, reaching out to grab your hand. “I do. It’s just-”

You jerked away. “Allison, please. Don’t try to let me down easy, okay? If you didn’t want this anymore, all you had to do was tell me.”

She stepped back, but the composure on her face was wavering. If you looked closely, you could see that her lip was slightly trembling, and that she was trying not to cry.

“I’m sorry, Y/n,” she whispered.

She wiped her eyes, but you were already backing away, and soon, you were out the door.

Allison looked back at Lydia, and the Banshee sighed and placed a hand on her arm. “Maybe this is for the best.”

“I wanted to tell her,” she whispered. “Maybe I should have.”

Lydia shook her head. “Would you rather end up watching her die for something you brought her into?”

Her brown eyes watered, and she wanted to protest, but she knew Lydia was right. She just hoped she was strong enough to listen to her, and strong enough to live without you.

“Hey, Y/n.”

You looked up from where you were sitting to find Malia walking past you, frowning at the shelf of books along the wall.

It had been two weeks since you and Allison had broken up in Lydia’s room that night. You weren’t really sure what happened when you got in your car and drove away, but when days passed with no word from her, not even a text, it was pretty obvious what was going on.

Lydia hadn’t talked to you either. In fact, none of Allison’s friends, the ones you thought

were yours too, had really made an effort either. That was why you were so surprised that Malia was actually doing more than nodding to you in the hallway.

“Uh, hey?”

“Oh, shit, that’s right,” she swore, her frown deepening. “I’m not supposed to be talking to you.”

“Oh,” you said softly, feeling your cheeks go red.

You glanced back down to the textbook on your table, pretending to be busy. Hopefully, Malia would just go away as soon as she found her library book and you could study in peace.

“It’s not because I don’t want to,” she assured you.

She was now leaning against the shelf, her search abandoned as she looked at you with level eyes. So much for being in peace.

“Allison and Lydia just thought it was better.”

You froze. “Allison and Lydia?”

She nodded, and you bristled. “Is that what she’s been hiding from me? Is she with Lydia?”

Malia recoiled. “God, no.”

You sighed, and rose to your feet. “What is it then? Malia, I love Allison, but I couldn’t be with her when she was lying to me. And I might not know what’s going on, but I know it’s something. Just tell me…is she okay?”

Malia glanced over her shoulder, as if she was afraid someone would see her. “She misses you.”

You gave an exasperated sigh. “Then why wouldn’t she just tell me the truth?”

“The truth is complicated,” Malia told you plainly. “And if you can’t handle it…”

“Are you kidding me?” you asked. “She’s my girlfriend.”

Malia raised her eyebrows, and you swallowed thickly. “I…I mean she was.”

The other girl sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. “I can’t tell you, Y/n. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head bitterly, but you weren’t angry. She seemed genuinely sorry, and you understood that it wasn’t her secret to tell.

“Just…just tell her that if she really misses me…I’m not going to turn her away.”

You snatched your textbook from the table and shoved it into your backpack, feeling Malia’s eyes on you the whole time. When you straightened up, she gave you one simple nod, and you smiled gratefully as you headed toward the library doors.

It didn’t take long for her to show up.

It was only hours after your conversation with Malia that Allison texted you, asking if you could talk. Now, you were opening your front door to see her sheepish face, and you would be lying if it didn’t melt you inside.

“Hi,” she said softly, pushing a dark curl behind her ear.

“Hey.” You resisted the urge to reach out and hug her, a habit you hadn’t yet broken. “How are you doing?”

“Terrible,” she admitted. “Things have been kind of rough.”

When you peered at her face a little closer, you could see that was true. Her eyes sported dark bags under them, and her pale face resembled that of a ghost. “Have you been getting any sleep?”

She gave a half-hearted shrug. “A couple hours here and there.”

“Allison…” you breathed, reaching out to touch her cheek.

She blinked in surprise, and you immediately recoiled. “Sorry. Uh, why don’t you come inside?”

She smiled and stepped in, shutting the door behind her. “Malia told me what you said.”


“And I figured it was time to tell you the truth.”

You gazed at her skeptically, and she sighed. “I’m serious. It’s not just unfair to you. I can’t do it anymore. The lying, the sneaking away…it’s not right. I can’t lie to you anymore.”

“But you weren’t cheating on me,” you stated questioningly.

“No,” she breathed, darting forward to grab your hands. “I would never. You have to believe me.”

“Then what else could you possibly be doing?” you wondered. “Is it really that bad?”

Allison pursed her lips. “I…I don’t know. I don’t know if you’ll believe me. Or how you’ll take it.”

“Allison, come on,” you said softly. “I don’t think it’s a secret that I care about you. I…I love you. And nothing is going to make me change my mind.”

She closed her eyes, and let out a slow, deep breath. “God, I can’t believe I ever thought I could stay away from you.”

You blinked, but before you could say anything, she was pulling you closer and pressing her lips against yours. They were soft, and warm, and it wasn’t until she kissed you that you realized just how much you had been aching for her touch.

“I missed this,” she whispered. “But you were right. I needed to tell you the truth, and I swear to god I will, no matter how crazy you think I am.”

“Okay. I’m ready.”

She pursed her lips. “I kind of need Malia for this…otherwise you wouldn’t believe me.”

You nodded, and she reached forward to open the door, only to find Malia waiting on the porch. You blinked in shock, wondering how she had such perfect timing, when she looked over to Allison.

“I was listening.”

“From the porch?” you questioned.

“From the car,” she told you.

Malia rolled her eyes. “Can I just show her?”

“No,” Allison said, shooting her a sharp look. “Y/n, you were right about me hiding something from you. Something big.”

“Okay…” you said nervously.

“When I first moved here, I thought that my father was an arms dealer, and that the reason we moved so much was for his clients,” she explained.

“Wait, he’s not? What was it then?”

“No,” she told you. “It was because my parents were werewolf hunters.”

You nearly choked. “What?”

“Scott, Liam, and Brett are all werewolves,” she continued. “And there are other things out there too. Things you’d only hear about in books or TV shows. Supernatural things.”

“Are…are you serious?” you asked cautiously. “Because you sound kind of insane right now.”

“Dead serious. Malia, show her.”

“Allison, come on,” you said with a laugh. “You can’t really-”

Malia stepped forward suddenly, grabbing your arm and tugging you toward her. You looked up at her in shock, just to find that her normally brown eyes were glowing an electric blue. Her lips peeled back in a sort of grin, revealing sharp inhuman teeth.

She let out a growl for emphasis, and you gulped.

“Malia, that’s enough,” Allison stated with a frown, looking as if she was ready to rip Malia off of you.

Finally, the Brunette stepped away, and you went a little weak in the knees. Allison stepped forward to catch you, and you gripped her shoulder tightly. “She’s a werewolf?!”

“Were-coyote,” Malia corrected, as her face morphed back to normal.

“It’s basically the same thing,” Allison said.

“No it isn’t,” Malia said with a frown.

Allison shook her head, turning her attention back to you. “I know this is a lot to handle, but it’s the reason I’ve been running off so much. Not every supernatural creature is like Scott or Malia. Some of them are bad, and they hurt people. Sometimes we’re the only ones who can stop them.”

“I thought you said you were a werewolf hunter,” you whispered, glancing at Malia skeptically.

“Not anymore,” she told you softly. “There were a lot of things my family was doing…things that weren’t right. It’s what got my mom killed. She wasn’t depressed. She was bitten by a werewolf, and it went against the code.”

“The code?” you repeated.

“My family had a set of rules that said a hunter couldn’t turn into a werewolf. She decided she’d rather die.”

“Allison,” you whispered, reaching out to touch her shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

She shook her head softly. “She had a choice, and she made it. I just wish things could have changed before then.”

“So that’s what you do then? You stop the bad guys?” you asked gently.

She nodded, and her lips twitched upward. “Exactly. It’s almost killed us a few times, like last year, when I was in the hospital…”

“I thought you got mugged.”

She shook her head. “That was a lie. I was really stabbed by an oni, which is sort of like a Japanese demon…”

You raised your eyebrows, and she bit the inside of her cheek. “That one’s kind of a long story. I’ll tell you about it later.”

You let out a shaky breath, and ran a hand through your hair. There was so much you wanted to ask her, but you weren’t sure where to start. She was still looking at you as if she was afraid you might bolt, and while you wanted to know what exactly was going on in Beacon Hills, you settled on letting her know just one thing.

“This doesn’t change anything.”

She brought a hand to her mouth, thinking. “Are you sure? Because you say that now, but there’s so much going on, and I don’t want you to get hurt. That’s the reason we all lied in the first place.”

“I understand,” you promised. “And I’ll stay out of the way. I just want you to tell me the truth. You know, like where you’re actually going in the middle of the night, and…and I want to know that you’re coming back to me.”

Allison gave you a warm smile, and stepped forward to place her hands on your cheeks. She pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, and you smiled, relieved that you had fixed things between the two of you.

“Ugh,” Malia groaned, from the seat she had taken on the couch. “Can I leave now?”

You laughed as the Brunette huffed and stood up, staring at Allison with her hands on her hips. Allison rolled her brown eyes, and looked over at you, but you simply grinned.

A few weeks ago, it seemed like you just weren’t meant to be, but deep down, you hadn’t believed that one bit. You were sure you were meant to be with Allison, and luckily, she did too. All it had taken to prove it was a little honesty.


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Aiden Steiner x Reader

Requested by @dilemmadoll, I hope you like this. I’m sorry if it’s short, and if it isn’t how you wanted it.

Changed some parts so that it could go with this request.

Summary:  The reader is dating Aiden and hangs out with the twins but she is best friends with Scott and Stiles. So they get protective of her.

Warnings: Profanities

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“Isaac? Attacked? By alphas?” Stiles is talking to Scott, not believing what he heard. I mean who would believe an alpha attacked Isaac, with no reason, well that’s what they think.

“Yeah, twins actually. And they merged to create a bigger werewolf. That’s the what we got out of Isaac.”

“Twins? Alphas?” Y/N popped out of nowhere.

“AGH! Geez, Y/N, don’t do that again!” Stiles told you.

“You always get scared, not my fault. Anyway, what were you guys talking about?”

“Isaac was attacked by alphas, twins actually. And they merge to create a bigger and stronger werewolf.” Scott answered.

You tensed up. Knowing who they could be. Scott noticed you tense up.

“Do you know anything, Y/N?”

“What? No! No, I don’t know anything. I don’t know anything, at all!” 

“Y/N, you know I can hear your heartbeat when you lie, right?”

“Of course, idiot! I’m like you, you know?”

“Y/N, if you know anything tell us.”

“ *sigh* I can’t.”

“Why not?”

And then the school doors opened, twins in leather jackets came in. People staring at them. ‘Shit’ you thought. Scott and Stiles looked at them, and frowned.

(Isaac came over, and that’s when all shit went down, just kidding. don’t mind this, it’s not included.)

Isaac came and tensed up. Scott noticed and asked, “It’s them right?” Isaac just nodded still looking at the twins.

*Meanwhile with Lydia and Allison*

“Which one?”

“The straight one obviously.”

*Back to you*

“Y/N, You okay? Your heartbeats rising.” They turned to look at you.

“Yeah, I’m fi-”

“Y/N! You’re here!” Aiden called out to you. ‘Shit, Aiden you fucking idiot! Can’t you read the mood?’

You slowly turned your head, and just smiled at Aiden. Scott, Stiles, and Isaac are looking at you, confused. Even Allison and Lydia are looking at you.

Aiden went near you, and grinned at you. “Aiden! Ethan! How are you?” You tried not to pull them away.

“You know them?” Isaac, Scott, and Stiles asked you.

“Of course she knows me, I am her boyfriend.” Aiden answered, smirking. 

*This is the moment Y/N realized she is fucked. Don’t mind this.*


“Is that why you never answered me?”

“Ahhhhh, *nod* I guess.”

Aiden put his arm around your shoulders, while Ethan went by your side.

“Is there a problem?” Aiden was like threatening them.

“You attacked me last night.” Isaac  is glaring at Aiden.

“Ahh, that’s why you seemed familiar. Sorry, not sorry.” That’s all Aiden said, before pulling you away from the pack.

                          *Time skip*

Aiden and Ethan were waiting at the parking lot, you were talking with Lydia and Allison, they looked nervous and kept looking around, talking nonsense. It was like they were distracting/stalling you.

*Back to Ethan and Aiden*

Scot and Stiles reached the parking lot. Seeing Aiden and Ethan, they smirked in their heads, their plans are working perfectly. They reached the twins, and Stiles glared at them.

“What?” Aiden asked.

“You better not hurt Y/N. or we’ll be the ones hurting you.” Stiles threatened.

The twins raised their eyebrows, “You? A human? What makes you think we’ll hurt her?” Aiden challenged.

“ *sigh* Just don’t hurt her, she’s like our little sister. If you don’t hurt her, we don’t hurt you.” Scott said. 

“Do you know Y/N?”

“Of course!” Stiles shouted.

“Are you sure? I mean, she didn’t tell you about us, how are you so sure you know her?” Aiden is winning, but Stiles won’t let that happen.

“How are you so sure you know her to?” Stiles won’t back down, Scott just sighed, he was regretting this plan.

“Well, she did grow up with us. She also knew about Deucalion’s plan. But she didn’t wan to be a part of it.” Aiden wanted to continue but the look on Stiles face  said that he already won.


“Just don’t hurt her. We won’t bother you again.” Scott answered and pulled Stiles away from the twins, they sent a signal to Lydia and Allison.

*Back to You*

“Well we’re going home now. Bye Y/N!” Lydia and Allison rushed outside.

‘Weird’ You thought. But you didn’t think much of it, and went to the the parking lot, to go home with Ethan and Aiden.

That’s it! Sorry it took so long! I can’t think of how to start this story! I hope you like it.

My emotions throughout the Pretty Little Liars finale 😭😭 ‘How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?’ - Spencer Hastings/Winnie the Pooh

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ravurian  asked:

On the subject of Nogitsune, I was always disappointed that it was singular in the end. At some point it referred to itself in the plural, and for the longest time I thought that we were being faked out concentrating solely on Stiles. I was semi-convinced that either there were two, or that the one had possessed both Stiles and Allison simultaneously, made them a gestalt entity. IDK. I still think that would have made a better story for Allison to have ended on.

Okay, so this would have been incredible! 

Also, because when Deaton talked about them letting the darkness in after they did the ice bath thing to save their parents… we only really saw the consequences for Stiles, didn’t we? What if the nogitsune did get into Allison too? And maybe it couldn’t get into Scott because he’s a wolf, but why was only Stiles affected by the darkness? 

It would have been an amazing twist if the nogitsune had been in both of them! 

I am in shock. I must be honest this was probably the best pll final ever. Of course, there are things I would change but the A.D reveal was stunning. I have read so many Twincer theories however I always thought they were far-fetched. Nevertheless, Troian did a fucking awesome job of playing Alex. I mean like wow she fooled me. Nothing is ever perfect however Troian certainly made me forget all the imperfections of this show.  


Brett Talbot

Jealousy - Brett gets jealous.

Make Time Series (on-going)

Part 1 - You guys get into an argument about how close you and Isaac are.

Part 2Beacon Hills wins the game, Isaac scores the winning goal and without even thinking he pulls (y/n) in for a kiss but she didn’t want it because he is only a friend to her. Brett sees it and gets super mad and stuff goes down between Brett and Isaac.

Derek Hale

Girl? - Derek has a girlfriend but nobody knew except Peter.

Isaac Lahey

Alpha Deal - Isaac is an alpha, and he wants to have the reader as his own. But reader is in the McCall pack.

Peter Hale

Relationships? - No one knows Peter has a fiancee except for Derek.

Stiles Stilinski

Warnings - The reader is Derek Hale’s younger sister but Stiles has a romantic interest in her and both Derek and Peter both warn him to back off.

Aiden Steiner

Protective - The reader is dating Aiden and hangs out with the twins but she is best friends with Scott and Stiles. So they get protective of her.

The wolves| Drummer!Theo AU

Hey guys, so this is a thing that I’ve had in mind for along time. Tell me if you like it and if you want a part two, also requests are open so fill my inbox. Love you xx.

Warnings: drinking, implied smut.


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You weren’t like all of the normal teenagers. You were more mature, you were already an adult and they were still kids. You always kept for yourself, not wanting the teen drama to reach you. That’s why your best friend Allison always dragged you everywhere. She insisted that you were wasting your last years as a teen, so you weren’t surprised when you agreed to this. You couldn’t resist her puppy eyes.

You shifted uncomfortably on your seat as Allison took the last sip of her drink. She looked at you and smiled. Allison could read your mind sometimes, and when she saw your glare she understood that you were uncomfortable. Allison grabbed your hand and you two walked towards the stage just as the band walked on the stage.
“Hello, we are The Wolves and we are here to enjoy this beautiful night, I hope you do too.”
You looked at the three boys on the stage, almost analysing them. They were really cute, you had to admit that, but you still weren’t sure about their music.
You were really picky about your music and weren’t scared to say what you think.
“If they suck I’m gonna complain for the whole journey,” you say, Allison looking at you not surprised.
“I know, that’s why I brought you here, because they are great.”
You laugh at her, watching her excitement as the band started to play the first song.

The concert had come to an end and you smiled looking at the three guys on the stage.
‘They are good.’
As they waved at the crowd you felt yourself being pushed towards the stage until you were smashed against the bodyguards.
The drummer lowered his eyes towards you and looked at you for a little while, then he leaned towards the bodyguard, whispering something in his ear. The man nodded and then turned towards you.
“Lady, follow me.”
He grabbed your arm and walked you towards the back of the stage. You kept walking until you entered in a white room full with clothes and guitars. You turned around, confused, but the man was already gone. Laughter came from one of the corridors in front of you. Three boys walked in the room.
The drummer lifted his head and smiled at you.
“Hi, I’m Theo, this is Scott and this is Isaac. Sorry for this but you looked a little lost outside.”
You looked at the guy in front of you, your eyes thin lines.
“Is this how you hook up with girls? Because you might want you change it, it’s  not working.”
The other two bursted in an hysterical laugh and you smirked, proud of yourself.
“I told Steve to take you here because I wanted to know you, but if you wanna hook up for me it’s fine.”
You rolled your eyes, shaking your head, but secretly hiding the smile that started to grow on your face.
“I’ll give you a chance but only if you bring here my friend too, we come in one package.”

You turned your head and saw Allison shamelessly flirting with the lead singer, Scott, him blushing furiously at every word she said.
“So what?” Theo raised an eyebrow at you, a smirk always on his lips.
“What what?”
“Do you wanna come in my room?- as he looked at your glare he clarified- Just to talk.”
You bit your lip and took a big breath. You turned your head towards Allison again, she looked at you now.
She nodded towards you slowly and nodded toward a her. Theo looked at you hopeful.
“Okay, let’s go.”

You opened your eyes, multiple rays of sunshine hitting your face. As you groaned, you heard a really deep giggle.
“Why the fuck do you look like a model in the morning?”
Theo shook his head and looked at you as he put on a shirt.
“I bet you would look like a model too without all that smeared make up”
You groaned again, grabbing your clothes and putting them on fastly.
Theo pointed at his bathroom and you sneaked in, trying hard not to look at yourself in the mirror.

“Give me your number.”
You giggled and shook your head.
“You have to earn it, plus I don’t give my number to strangers.”
Theo leaned in and kisses softly your lips.
You breathed in his scent the last time and then walked away.

You ran in your school’s corridors, your music sheets pressed to your chest.
‘I am so late.’
You slammed the door of the music class and looked up from the ground.
‘Oh my god’


Explain this

How did Mona say at the beginning in the mental hospital that she would have never guessed who AD was after meeting her as if AD showed Mona her face, but then proceeded to not know who it was for the rest of the episode until the end after Mona overheard it from the girls that Spencer had a twin?