#emilyfiields

"Just letting you know hun, that top plus that jacket         doesn't match."

do you ever find a perfect theme, put it onto your...

i feel u ive been trying to find a theme for atleast a few hours it’s too hard

Noel had been on edge all day, barely making any encounter with the outdoor world. Since he'd discovered the truth about Ali, he was looking behind him at every small gust of wind that hit his cabin. His heart raced at the sound of the ice crusher in his fridge, and he'd even jumped at his own shadow three times today. Although he'd liked to believe that Courtney, a supposed twin sister nobody knew about, wasn't dangerous, he'd heard plenty of horror stories about what A had done to Alison and the girls.

Just after he'd written on Mr. Fitz's car at a birthday party, he'd heard that Mona-as-A had run Hanna over with her car and, although Noel considered himself strong, he couldn't kick a car's ass. His paranoia had gotten the better of him, sitting on his couch with a baseball bat at his side. The TV was less than three quarters turned up and he'd felt more alert than ever.

A harsh sound was heard outside. Noel slowly lifted himself from the chair. Could it have been Ali? She'd never been back this early before. He pulled the curtain back slowly, peeking out the window. A vehicle he hadn't recognized had pulled up, sitting in the driveway for a moment. Noel stepped back. His heart pounding, his breathing became heavy. Shit, he thought. Keep it together Noel. You can take this girl. As he grabbed the baseball bat he'd had earlier, the shadow of a figure passed across the window and then to the door. Before A could break in, he stepped to the door, twisting the knob and opening it.