Pretty Little Liars One Shot

School was never easy for anyone – there was always something that you would struggle at, the same way there would always be something that you would find as easy as anything.

Everyone had their strengths, but everyone also had their weaknesses.

It wasn't as if you could get on with everyone either – the only downside with that was if you didn't get on with your teachers.

The majority of your teachers you were fine with, you got on with them and you did well in their classes because you were interested in their classes and therefore you made an effort.

The only class that you didn't make an effort in was gym.

Gym just wasn't your thing – it had never been something you excelled at and you just didn't see the point in trying when you had never felt as if it was going to help you in any way.

However, your gym teacher didn't exactly agree with your thinking and therefore argued with you about it every single gym class.

This time she'd clearly had enough of you because she'd written up a detention slip for you for that evening.

Detention had never really bothered you, it just gave you a chance to do some homework and it wasn't as if your parents were bothered.

What surprised you, however, was Emily standing up for you to the teacher.

Emily was never one to speak up to a teacher, let alone a gym teacher when she was captain of the swim team.

Emily's actions had landed herself in detention alongside you because the teacher was clearly in a bad mood that day.

After class had finished, you managed to catch up with Emily in the corridor. "Emily, why did you do that? You got yourself into detention as well."

She sighed, shrugging her shoulders. "I just hate when she talks like that to people who simply don't like gym," she explained "Although I am going to have to miss practice because of this slip."

"You shouldn't have done it for me," you told her. "But thanks, I guess – it'll be nice to have company."

Throughout the rest of the day, you still couldn't grasp as to why Emily had basically signed herself up for detention just to defend you when she had practice that evening, and when she didn't know you all that well either.

When it got to the time for detention, you walked into the class and Emily waved you over from where she was already sitting.

"I figured if we're both stuck in here together, we might as well sit next to each other," she told you with a smile.

You returned her smile as you sat down and unpacked your homework that you had been planning to do.

"What do you even do in detention?" she questioned you.

You shrugged. "Sit there quietly, read maybe," you suggested to her. "I usually do my homework as it gets it out of the way."

She nodded in acknowledgement. "Have you been in detention a lot?"

You shook your head. "Not majorly but my brother was very well versed in detention, so my parents don't really care what I do."

"My Mum is going to kill me for detention," she groaned as she ran a hand through her hair.

"She won't know if she just thinks you were at practice, as that is tonight right?"

She turned to face you, surprise in her expression. "I can't lie to her."

"Well just don't get to detention again," you stated with a smile on your face. "One little white lie never hurt anyone."

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Written by Hannah.

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