Mona Vanderwaal személy

Dear Hanna, We may not be friends, but we have the same enemies. So here are two tips: One of your old friends is hiding something from you. Something big. And Mona? She’s not your friend, either. So watch your back. —A

12. fejezet - Ah, court life

Without Mona, Hanna felt like a great outfit without matching accessories, a screwdriver that was all orange juice and no vodka, an iPod without headphones. She just felt wrong.

25. fejezet - Special delivery for Hanna Marin

Mona always knew the best dirt on people.

33. oldal, 3. fejezet - Hanna's first toggle

Over the last few years, Hanna had reinvented herself into one of the most popular girls at Rosewood Day. She’d lost weight, dyed her hair a sexy dark auburn, got a whole new designer wardrobe, and now she and Mona Vanderwaal—also a transformed dork—pranced around school, too good for everyone else.

21. oldal, 1. fejezet - And we thought we were friends

Hanna: Remember when you saw Mona leaving the Bill Beach plastic surgery clinic? Hello, lipo!! But shh! You didn’t hear it from me. —A

19. fejezet - It's better than a sign, "kick me".

Mona held the mask up to Hanna’s face, which was still half-covered by the blanket. “It will cover all your bruises. You’ll be the most gorgeous girl at your party.”
“Hanna’s already gorgeous,” Lucas piped up, whirling around from all the medical machines. “Even without a mask.”
Mona’s nose wrinkled as if Lucas had just told her he was going to take her temperature in her butt.

17. fejezet - Cats can fight nice, can't they?

But Hanna couldn’t hate her. She just couldn’t. If only she could erase every good memory she had of Mona instead— their shopping sprees, their triumphant popularity coups, their Frenniversaries. Who would she consult in a wardrobe crisis? Who would she go shopping with? Who would fake-friend for her?

41. fejezet, Presenting in her return to Rosewood, Hanna Marin

Hanna's Pretty Little Secret - 3. fejezet - Old habits die hard

Iris threw her head back in cruel laughter. “Friends!” she hooted, as if it was the punch line to a joke.
Her laughter made Hanna’s hands quiver. This was all when Hanna’s too-small Sweet Seventeen court dress ripped and split its seams on the dance floor. Hanna was everyone’s punch line. The girl everyone loved to ruin.

28. fejezet - Now who's the crazy one?