Who Did It?

Aria POV
I spent the night tossing and turning thinking about Alison's disappearance. People don't just disappear do they? I finally gave up and sat up. Might as well get up. I slipped on my slippers and headed downstairs. I see my mother in the kitchen cooking.
"Morning mom."
"Oh good morning Aria."
"I'm going out,"
"Okay,"
I went back upstairs, slipped on some clothes and went out the front door. I walked towards the park for some quiet time. As I walked towards the park 5 boys emerged from the woods to my left. They exited the woods laughing and pushing around each other. Who are they? I've never seen them before. I put my head down and kept walking trying to get my mind off of Alison. Not looking where I was going and I crash into something large and warm. Looking up I see it was one of the boys from earlier.
"Sorry," I mumble.
"No problem love." He says in a British accent.
I get up and continue to walk.
Weird, 5 new boys with English accents, Alison disappearance what is going on?
Alison P.O.V.
I peered around the large oak tree I was standing behind, watching these new boys wondering around Rosewood. Wrong place to wonder around boys.

" Hey, mate do you hear that?" A British accent? Peculiar. "Yeah, I hear twigs snapping." Another British accent? Wow. Hold on. I may have been spotted.

I run as quickly and quietly as I can. I cannot afford to be spotted. I climb up a tree and perch their just so I can watch these new boys.

"Oh well maybe just Harry's imagination running wild" One with an Irish accent taunted. Really Irish. This is too much to handle. Then I see her. Aria.

I watch as she runs into Harry? I think that's his name. She better watch out. These boys could be valuable to my plans. I cannot afford for them to unravel.

Notes

Sorry its short future chapters should be longer :)
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