Greenelan~The Journey

~Emma~

A/N: Btw the italics usually means that they are thinking to themselves..like in the back of their head...enjoy:)

I wake up to the blaring sound coming out of my phone notifying me that it was time to wake up. I look at my phone and remember what today's agenda holds. The church picnic. I don't want to go , but my parents are making me. Get this...THEY AREN'T EVEN GOING. They have some meetings out of town or something for 3 WHOLE DAYS. I get out of bed and make my way to my bathroom. I turn on the light and look in the mirror. I soon become fully aware that I need to brush this tangled mess I call my hair. Good Lord, how am I NOT bald? I take a quick shower and decide that I need to pick an outfit. Does it really matter what I wear, people are only going for the meatballs and hoosier pie.

I settle for a black button up with white polka dots accompanied with a yellow button up cardigan to add some razzle dazzle. I finish up my outfit with a pair of tan pants. Now the hard part. My hair. My hair isn't very long, it's short and kind of wavy. It isn't hard to manage, but I'm feeling lazy today. I walk back to my bathroom and look in the mirror where I was reminded of the blond-ish/red heap on top of my head. I sigh as I pick up my hairbrush and begin to brush the tangled atrocity. After 10 minutes of violent hair brushing, my hair  was sitting nicely at the bottom of my neck just barely grazing my shoulders. I run into my closet and grab a red beanie and put it on. "Perfect",  I say quietly. "Emma, you're going to be late if you don't move your caboose", my Mom calls from downstairs. I think it's funny how she's rushing me and she's not even going.

I grab my phone off the charger and I quickly jog downstairs. My Mom and Dad are sitting on the couch watching TV. "Randall are you sure we can leave her here by herself?" my Mom asks my Dad. "She's 16 and very responsible I'm sure she'll be fine." he responds. I say good morning to the two of them and they give me their warm smiles in response. My mom approaches me and gives me a hug. "Please be safe at the picnic Emma."my Mom says. "Oh please, what's the worst thing that can happen at a church picnic?" I laugh. My Mom chuckles at my response. "We'll be gone by the time you get back, just a heads up." says my Dad. Truth be told, I've never been home alone before so I'm hoping my experience will be a fun one. I put on my Doc Marten's, grabbed my keys and phone, and head to my pickup truck.

During my drive to the picnic, I was lost in thought thinking about getting out of this cruddy town. Edgewater, Indiana;even the name sounds gross. Everything here is so...conservative. I wish people here had more of an open mind. I mean my mind is pretty open...I'm gay for example. Definitely not something I would tell people, but that's something that is NOT accepted here. I try not to think about it often because every time I do, I get this urge to just say it out loud. I don't think I can ever do that. I finally arrive to a park and pull into a parking space that was close to the grassy field where the picnic is being held. I get out of my truck and walk over to the grass where I was immediately greeted by Kaylee. Kaylee and I have been friends since freshman year. She walks over to me and throws her hands around me. "I'm starving, let's go get some food." says Kaylee. I follow her to the growing line around the food table. In seconds, Kaylee's boyfriend Nick appears.

Sure they're cute together, but I don't think I can go another minute watching them canoodle each other without getting violently ill. I look around for a distraction when my eyes fixate on the parking lot. A shiny black SUV pulls up and out steps Mrs. Greene, the head of the PTA. I've seen her around school sometimes, especially during fundraisers. Mrs. Greene is intimidating. She's always dressed so nicely and she walks around with this glowing confidence. Maybe it's her confidence that intimidates me. A few seconds after, a girl steps out of the car.

I feel like I've just been hit by a truck. I'm assuming that this girl has to be Mrs. Greene's daughter. Does she go to school with me? She has light brown skin, brown eyes, and long black hair that stopped at middle of her back. She's wearing a pink sweater with a white ribbon collar spilling out of the top. A black and white skirt and some black boots. She's beautiful. Mrs. Greene instantly starts mingling with the other parents, while her daughter looks around. In an instant, a girl runs up to her. Ugh, Shelby. Shelby is annoying. That's all I have to say about her. Not too long after, Shelby's boyfriend Kevin comes following after her like a lost puppy. Shelby spots Kaylee and starts walking over with Kevin and Mrs. Greene's daughter.

"Hey guys." says Kaylee as she sees the group walk over. I didn't know Kaylee knew Mrs. Greene's daughter. I've really got to start paying more attention. Then it hits me. Cheerleading. Kaylee and Shelby are cheerleaders, so Mrs. Greene's daughter has to be one too. "I don't believe we've met." says a calming voice. I'm snapped out of my thoughts as I look up to see Mrs. Greene's daughter extending her hand out to me. "I'm Emma." I say while shaking her hand. "Alyssa." she says with a small smile on her face. Alyssa Greene. Wow.

A/N: I know this is really bad and I don't expect people to actually read this, butttttt I have so many ideas and concepts of their relationship prior to the prom :)