"Aria," Aria's mother said from the doorway.

She looked up from her laptop and quickly clicked out of the email from Ezra.

"Yea, Mom?" she asked, hoping she didn't see the email. She'd probably wonder why her former highschool English teacher "couldn't stop thinking about her" and wanted her to "come to his apartment at 7." And why he wanted her to wear a dress. A nice one too. It might bring up a few questions… But then again, Aria had questions about the nice dress, too. What could possibly be the purpose of a nice dress in a small apartment?

"There's a package for you out on the porch," she said. "It looks like jewelry. Is there anything, or anybody, I should know about…?"

"Uh, no, I, uh, I mean, yeah," She stammered, hopping off her bed and quickly walking to the front door, praying her mom wouldn't ask anymore questions.

"Aria…"

She sort of sprinted down the stairs and flung open the door. Sure enough there was a little black box with a red ribbon around it sitting on the ground in front of her. A small, fancy piece of paper hung from the ribbon, displaying her name in golden letters.

She picked it up and turned around, gasping when she saw her mom in the doorway, an expectant look on her face.

"Wrong address," Aria sqeaked.

"Don't worry," her mom said, winking, "I won't tell."

Aria nervously smiled and walked around her. Once she was in the privacy of her own room she opened the box. Inside was a silver chained necklace, a red jewl resting on the black foam of the box, looped onto the beautiful necklace.

Inside the lid of the box was a little note.

Aria, it said, I saw this and couldn't help but getting it. It's unique, bold and beautiful, just like you. I love you, E.

A small smile formed on her lips and, heart fluttering, she picked up the necklace and put it on.

It was perfectly beautiful.

She searched through her closet until she found the perfect outfet to go with it: a little black dress with a red ribbon belt. She threw on some gold earings and bangels and a pair of short black boots. Maybe her outfit would remind Ezra of a certain package he had sent her…

She threw on a big jean jacket over her dress, trying to look casual.

"I'm going to Spencer's!" she called to her mom, hurrying to the door. But her mom caught her as she grabbed hold of the handle. Aria winced.

"Dressed up a little fancy to go to Spencer's, don't you think?" her mom asked.

"We're, um, we're all wearing dresses. A little party just to get our minds off of Ian and A- I, um, I mean Alison. Ian and Alison."

Her mom smiled and nodded in understandment. Aria let out an internal sigh of relievment that her mom believed her and she ran out the door.

Don't worry. There is plenty of Ezra in the next chapter. But, there might not be if I don't get enough reviews... :( Trust me, review. It'll be worth it for the next very romantic chapter.

And, I'll give you cookies.

Oh yeah.

I went there.