chapter 1

"beep, beep, beep."

it's 6:00 AM and Emma is waking for her usual morning routine. she grabs her favorite blue vans, a pair of jeans, a regular old T- shirt, her adidas brand headband and gets dressed.

she decides to put her hair up as usual, elegantly brushing her morning knots out of her thick hair. Like most teens Emma is extremely insecure, she has her baggage, and carries her head down low, but her hair? That's her prize possession, she loves the way it flows, coloring it a new color each year, cutting it different lengths, and when she's up to it she knows her hairs thick enough to style it almost any way she can.  Her hair consists of a light Carmel brown with natural sun highlights.

"Shit, I'm about to be late school...again."

Emma runs downstairs grabbing the crusty old bagel sitting on the counter. she picks up her backpack and runs out the door.

Emma lives 5 minutes from school so she knows she can probably make time . she pulls up in her little black Honda listening to Amnesia by 5sos. Emma loves that song, but it reminds her of all her past relationships that went down hill.

Emma's never had a solid relationship. She always gets cheated on or used. she is definitely scared to get her heart shattered again, which is why she just focuses on just sports.

sports is Emma's best quality. she is captain for the highschool varsity soccer team, as well as captain for her premier 1 competitive soccer team. She runs at every meet for track, she even used to play shortstop for the softball team. Out of each sport she's involved in, soccer always comes first. She has been given a full scholarship to the Mississippi university as long as she can continue her passing school average, and continue her complete devotion, and hard work to soccer. She practices everyday that she can while remaining an A,B,C average grade scores.

Emma is not into school much , considering its always been a struggle to remain her passing grades. She's known for the sports in the house and all of her siblings are brainy acts.

"ring, ring, ring"
"damn... time for first block."

I walked into class feeling really groggy. my stomach was turning and I was feeling pukey. I held my stomach trying to hold back what ever might come up.

"get out last nights assignment." stated my biology teacher.

I grabbed my half finished assignment and sighed in annoyance.. I forgot to finish it. My teacher went to grab my assignment and crumpled it up.

"full work, or no grade."

I rolled my eyes in annoyance, I already knew he hated me, not finishing work made it worse.

but before I could even begin to respond I started to feel very icky, my stomach was tying in knots, my face was turning hot and pale and before I could control the next thing that happened I puked all over the desk I was sitting on. 

"EW." screamed every kid in the class. plugging there nose in disgustment.

I was so embarrassed, and in pain that I didn't even care about my things. I ran out of the classroom as fast as I could, heading straight to the nurse's office , trying to hold in last night's chicken breasts.