"EMMA!" I heard shouting from downstairs. What time was it?
"EMMA! GET UP NOW! You're going to be late!". Uh. School. It had been the summer holidays for the past 6 weeks and when I had JUST gotten used to the luxury of no bullies, no work, no bitching, no gossiping, no boys, no idiotic teachers - here it was again. We had started on Monday and today was Friday. It hadn't been so bad this week, I guess. Probably because the nastiest girl in our year was still on holiday, so everyone was having a GREAT time! At least it was the weekend tomorrow...
"Coming..." I said with a groan followed behind it. I was so warm and comfy under my TW bedsheets, I didn't even want to move, never mind get up. But alas, it had to be done, or else my mum would slaughter me.
After brushing my teeth, combing my hair and applying the smallest amount of make up possible (I like the natural look), I got dressed, slipped on my blazer, then grabbed my shoes and plodded down the stairs.
"See you later mum.." I told her while crunching some toast in my mouth and heading for the door.
"Emma wait! I won't be here when you get home, I'm going to visit your Auntie Michelle up in Scotland. She's not so well, and I'll be gone for a few days, ok?" she informed me. Yes! House to myself for the whole weekend! Music, pizza and late nights seem good to me! My mum hates me blasting out my music, but it takes me to a different world. I LOVE The Wanted, and when they sing, it just....gives me goosebumps. When I'm down, I listen to 'Ill Be Your Strength' for comfort, however, it does not work. It makes me cry even more knowing they won't be here soon. I have nearly all of their merch, I think their pockets are just loaded with my money. I'm ALWAYS broke because of them. I also have platinum on WW, which means I will get to meet them soon on their next tour, I have saved £200 for VIP tickets and other shit.
"Okay" I finally relied, with some positiveness in my voice. My mum heard this, so then warned me.
"Don't be keeping the neighbours up with your music! AND NO BOYS!" She knows me so well.
"Boys? What boys would go for me? And anyway, I wouldn't invite them, I need some alone time."
"And about your music?"
"...bye mum" and I left within a second.
