Here’s another Twisted morsel to savor:
“After dinner, Noel and Mike wandered over to an air hockey table in the corner and began to play. The DJ cranked up the music, and Alicia Keys blasted over the stereo. Several people writhed on the dance floor. A boy with wavy brown hair and a buff physique caught Spencer’s eye and beckoned her to join him.
Aria nudged her. “Go for it, Spence!”
Spencer turned away, blushing. “Uch, skeevy!”
“He looks like the perfect Andrew cure,” Hanna urged. Andrew Campbell, Spencer’s boyfriend, had broken up with her a month ago—apparently, Spencer’s ordeal with Ali and A was “just too intense” for him to handle. Wuss.
Spencer gazed at the guy on the dance floor again. Admittedly, he was cute in his long khaki shorts and laceless boat shoes. Then she spied the insignia on his polo. PRINCETON CREW. Princeton was her top-choice school.
Hanna brightened, noticing the polo, too. “Spence! It’s a sign! You guys could end up being dorm mates!”
Spencer looked away. “It’s not like I’m going to get in.”
The girls exchanged a surprised glance. “Of course you will,” Emily said quietly.
Spencer reached for her beer and took a hearty swig, ignoring their inquisitive stares. The truth was, she’d let her schoolwork go in the past few months—wouldn’t anyone, after their supposed BFF tried to kill them? The last time she checked with her guidance counselor about her class rank, she’d slipped to twenty-seventh place. No one ranked that low ever got into an Ivy.
“I’d rather hang out with you guys,” Spencer said. She didn’t want to think about school on vacation.
Aria, Emily, and Hanna shrugged, then raised their glasses once more. “To us,” Aria said.
“To friendship.” Hanna agreed.
Each of the girls let their minds go to a Zen-like place, and for the first time in days they didn’t automatically think of their horrible past. No A notes blinked in their minds. Rosewood felt like it was in a different solar system.“
How nice to see the Liars enjoying themselves for once rather than glancing frantically over their shoulders for signs of danger. Bad news though…the ”Zen” moment won’t last. (It’s called Twisted, not Pure Vacation Bliss.) Get ready for a wild read come July 5th, pretties!
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