It's a year later. Aria Montgomery, Hanna Marin, Spencer Hastings, and Emily Fields are now seniors. Aria's still with Ezra Fitz and things are going well, until she finds out she's pregnant and he's diagnosed with cancer. Can they get through this? With the events from Season 1, just letting you know. As you can see, main idea is the same, but several things WILL change. Starting with the first chapter, actually. You can read the original if you wish, but you don't have to.

I stared at the stick in my hand. This couldn't be happening. Not to me. I was the good girl. Okay. That one's a lie. I'm not exactly a good girl. For the past year or so, I've been sneaking around with my old English teacher. But we had used protection, or at least Ithought we had. Looking back now, I realized we hadn't at all the weekend my parents had gone to Florida for vacation. "Damn," I muttered, tossing the positive pregnancy test onto Hanna's bathroom counter, and running my hands through my hair. "Take a deep breath, Aria," I told myself, staring into the mirror. "You can do this. There's absolutely nothing to worry about."

"Except for the fact you're eighteen in high school, and the father is your old English teacher," Hanna's voice came from behind me. "Other than that, you're right. Nothing to worry about."

I narrowed my eyes at her, sitting down on the side of the tub. "What am I going to do, Hanna? Ezra can get into so much trouble for this!" I felt like screaming. How had we been so stupid?

"Firstly, you're going to calm down," Hanna stated firmly. "It's not good for the baby. Secondly, you're going to tell Mr. Fitz."

"Ezra," I corrected automatically. "How can I tell him? He has so much going on already!" Plus he wasn't feeling well, I added silently. He'd had a constant headache since that weekend. I had pressed him to go to the doctor, but he had claimed he was too busy.

"You're going to have to tell him," Hanna said. "I think he'll notice when you pop out a baby, don't you?" I groaned, feeling like banging my head against the tile floor. "Aria. You have to tell him. You also have to tell your parents."

"They're going to kill me," I said softly. "I just told them about Ezra a few months ago. They barely accept him; They're not going to accept this."

"Maybe not, but you still have to tell them. And-" Hanna was cut off by the sound of the front door banging open and shut.

"Hanna? I'm home!" Called the voice of Ashley Marin, Hanna's mother.

"Shit!" Hanna and I cursed together as we scrambled to get the box and pregnancy test hidden. In our rush, I dropped the test. I was picking it back up when the door opened, and Hanna's mother came in. At once, her eyes zoned in on the pregnancy test in my hand.

"Hanna," she said,in a strained voice."Is that yours?"

"No, Mrs. Marin," I said. She looked at me. "It's mine."

I stared at the white-board at the front of the classroom as my geometry teacher wrote the homework assignment on it.

"Psst, Aria!" I heard Hanna whisper from behind me. "I'm going shopping after school, do you wanna come?"

I shook my head slowly, watching the teacher. We had Mr. Zevin that year, who was known to give detentions for talking in class. "I have something to do." I shot her a meaningful look, and she nodded.

I was going to tell Ezra about the baby, right after school, before I completely chickened out. Thankfully, it was the last period of the day. Even as I glanced at the clock to see what time it was, the bell rang. As quickly as I could, I packed my things in my bag.

"I'll see you guys later," I muttered to Hanna, Emily, and Spencer. "I have to go talk to Ezra about something." They agreed to text me later, and I walked alone to the English hallway. In Ezra's classroom, however, my mother was sitting across from him, discussing something in a low voice. I cleared my throat, and they both jumped, looking over at me. "Hi mom, Ezra," I said.

"I'll talk to you later," My mother told Ezra, and stood up. "I'll see you at home, Aria," she said to me, before leaving.

I glanced at my boyfriend. "What was that about?" I questioned, moving to stand in front of his desk.

"I asked her if she'd take over the newspaper for me for a little while," Ezra said. "At least until I can shake this bug."

"You're still not feeling any better?" I asked, noticing he looked paler than normal. He shook his head. "Why haven't you gone to the doctor?"

"I can't afford it, Aria. I don't have the time, either. I have two parent conferences today. Two. Plus an English department meeting."

"Ezra..."

"Aria, please stop. I can't, end of discussion." There was a pause. "Was there something you needed?"

"I uh... I actually needed to talk to you about something," I said. "Please don't freak out."

"Aria, what is it?" he sounded concerned.

"I'm pregnant, Ezra." Another pause. This time, all Ezra could do was stare at me, openmouthed. "Are you going to say anything?"

"Ezra!" It was Mrs. King, my English teacher. "It's time for the meeting. Are you coming?"

"Yeah, I'll be just a minute," he told her, then turned back to me once she left. "Are you... are you sure?"

"Yes," I whispered. "I took a test last week. Three, actually. All of them were positive. And I went to a doctor, she confirmed it."

"I have to go," he said quickly, standing up. "I have that meeting. I'll talk to you later, Aria. Just... give me some time." And then he left me standing in his classroom, staring after him.