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“So you’ll never believe who I ran into yesterday,” Aria said. “Jas<strong>on</strong> DiLaurentis.”<br />
Emily stopped short. Her heart started to pound. “Where?”<br />
Aria knotted her scarf tighter, seemingly n<strong>on</strong>chalant. “I cut school. Jas<strong>on</strong> was waiting for the train to<br />
Philly.”<br />
A gust of wind kicked up, sneaking down the collar of Emily’s shirt. “I saw Jas<strong>on</strong> the other day too,” she<br />
mustered, her voice raspy. “I parallel-parked in back of him, and he accused me of denting his car. He<br />
was<br />
kind of…angry.”<br />
Aria gave her a sidel<strong>on</strong>g glance. “What do you mean?”<br />
Emily fiddled with the ski lift ticket that was affixed to her jacket’s zipper. She suspected that Aria used<br />
to<br />
like Jas<strong>on</strong>, and she hated bad-mouthing people. Then again, Aria needed to know. “Well, he kind of<br />
screamed for a while. And then he lunged at me, like he was going to punch me.”<br />
“Did you dent his car?”<br />
“Even if I did, it was tiny. Definitely not worth freaking out about.”<br />
Aria shoved her hands in her pockets. “Jas<strong>on</strong>’s probably really sensitive right now. I can’t imagine what<br />
this<br />
must be like for him.”<br />
“That’s what I thought, too, but…” Emily trailed off, gazing c<strong>on</strong>cernedly at Aria. “Just be careful, okay?<br />
Remember<br />
what Jenna said to you. Ali said she had ‘problems’ with Jas<strong>on</strong>. He could’ve been abusing Ali, just<br />
like Toby was abusing Jenna.”<br />
“We d<strong>on</strong>’t know if that’s true,” Aria barked, her eyes darkening. “Ali wanted to find out Jenna’s secret<br />
about<br />
Toby. She would’ve told Jenna anything to get her to talk. Jas<strong>on</strong> was nothing but sweet to Ali.”<br />
Emily looked away, staring blankly at the flagpole at the end of the school comm<strong>on</strong>s. She wasn’t so sure<br />
about that. She remembered the shouts coming from inside Ali’s house the day they’d sneaked into Ali’s