Here I am with a new attempt of a story, I don't know how well it'll go, but I'm kind of excited for it. I don't promise quick updates (but then again I'm not sure if anyone will like it) but here goes nothing! Words in italics are part of the show and don't belong to me at all.

This was a normal routine for Hanna Marin. At least once a week she found herself roaming the shops of the Rosewood Mall with her best friend Mona. They'd venture into the building looking hot as hell and let their eyes wander until they found their object of focus. Then the pair would lock in and flirt their way with the salesmen until they managed to sneak away unnoticed with a new object in hand.

"Good luck." Mona winked as she drifted over to the scarf rack, Hanna chose to focus on the sunglasses today. Her pair was beginning to look a little worn.

She sent Mona a small wave while she approached the stand. "How are you?" The salesman smiled.

Hanna grinned back, resting her forearms flat against the glass counter. "Wonderful. And you?"

"Just fine, thank you. Can I help you with anything?"

Hanna lets her eyes wander the counter, grazing through the glasses inside, "can I try those on?" She asked, biting her lip.

It wasn't long before she had a few options at hand to choose from. She'd turn to the salesman with a smile and a bat of her eyelashes and she'd get whichever pair of glasses she'd want.

She smiled as her eyes took the sight before her. She looked damn good in these shades. "Can I see the Prada's in the front?"

"I'll have to put some of these back." He replied.

"But they're all maybes."

"Hey. Is this me?" Mona wondered stepping into view with a scarf around her neck.

"Or is it a little too much your mother?" Hanna replied.

Mona made a face as she returned to the scarf rack, and Hanna returned to the task at hand. The clerk finished cleaning the glasses she'd asked for before he handed them over. Hanna took that opportunity to return to the mirror and check herself out, before turning to Mona who had emerged with a new scarf. "I am loving those glasses. How much?"

"Three-fifty." Her eyes roamed the mall around her and she spotted Spencer Hastings up a level. She smirked to herself as she watched the brunette flick through some garments.

"I'll be right back." She told the salesman, pushing the glasses up on top of her head as she rode the escalator up.

They'd met a long time ago, back when they were kids and they'd always been sort of friendly toward each other but they hadn't really become friends until two years ago when Alison DiLaurentis the 'it' girl of Rosewood had chosen them along with two other girls; Emily Fields and Aria Montgomery as her friends.

It was because of Alison that a friendship between the pair had begun.

And it was also because of Alison that their friendship had faded away.

One year ago Spencer, Hanna, Aria and Emily all fell out of touch when Alison herself had disappeared. Emily had ended up focusing on other things to keep her mind off of Ali, Aria went away to Iceland. Spencer chose to focus on her academics and with Alison gone Rosewood needed a new 'it' girl and Hanna had elected herself.

But her feelings didn't just disappear.

She missed her friends.

Especially Spencer, so whenever a chance arose for her to talk to her ex-best friend she took it at full speed.

"I cannot believe Spencer Hastings actually has time to shop," Hanna commented as she approached the brunette. Spencer shot her a smile as she flipped through the tops. "I mean you're interning for the mayor, taking classes at Hollis and redoing the barn. And in your leisure moments, you Facebook and tweet."

"You know me, I like to stay busy."

"It's called summer vacay, Spence."

"Yes. And you spent yours sunning and shopping."

"Tweet. Tweet." She joked, earning a chuckle from the other girl.

Spencer glanced up, changing the subject, "did you see the paper today?"

"Yeah."

"She's gone, but she's everywhere," Spencer said softly.

"I can't believe it's been a year."

Spencer nodded, "do you remember what Ali said that night? About our secrets keeping us close?" Hanna nodded. "I think it was the opposite." Spencer finished.

There was a brief silence as an awkward pause hung over them before Hanna grinned again, "so, what's the occasion?"

"Family dinner. We're meeting Melissa's fiancé." Spencer shared, finally deciding on a jacket and moving toward the sales counter.

"Oh, did Miss Perfect find a Mr. Perfect?"

"He's a med student so everyone's thrilled."

Hanna shifted, "then that's not the right top." She moved toward another rack, "you need to turn heads."

"Away from Melissa? Please."

Hanna snatched a shirt from the rack holding it up to share, "she doesn't always have to win." She smiled handing the top over. "See you on the playground."

Spencer smiled, "see you."

'I miss you' Hanna wanted to say as she walked away without a second glance. 'We should get together and have coffee' but those were just passing thoughts.

Spencer probably wouldn't want to hang out with her anyway. She was probably happier without the weight of having Hanna around. Literally.

She probably still thought of her as 'Hefty Hanna' the lovely name Alison had so kindly attached to her.

Even after all the work she'd done to get all the weight off, that's all she'd ever be.

'Hefty Hanna.'

At least her trip to the mall wasn't a total bust; she'd ran into an old friend and gotten away with stealing a new pair of sunglasses.