It's.... Connor HERE! Yes yes we know you love me. There are free autographs right there. Haha! Just kidding! I'm Jamaican, and... I think Ember has described me... Ok. Good news: Extreme truth or dare didn't involve anything weird for me and Ember. Bad news: MY HAIR! Apparently as revenge for my dare on Bryn she came into my room while I was sleeping and braided my hair into itsy bitsy tiny braids! I took it out this morning AND MY HAIR IS IN A STUPID AFRO! All I did to Bryn was dare her to hug Sam! WHY?! WHYYYYYY?!?!?! Either way, I'm a master hair stylist, so I'm sure I can fix this.
*2 hours later*
I CAN'T FIX THIS!
How in the WORLD do I?! Well, it never hurts to ask for help... Now where did that Dr. Seuss hat go...
*knocks on Bryn's door
Bryn opened the door with a smug face.
"How can I help you, Connor?" Bryn. Seriously.
"Could you help me get this afro out of my hair?!"
"Yes-"
"Oh thank you so-"
"-but only under one condition."
"-...which is...?"
Bryn gave me another smug look. Oh I hate her smug looks. It usually ends not-so-well for the rest of us.
"You have to go to Ember and tell her she looks absolutely beautiful today."
"She's beautiful always..." Oh, Ember...
She has curly, flame colored hair that sits just below her shoulders. She's only a little shorter than me, but I like looking down on her- it's cute when she's mad. She has this adorable glint in her eyes. I really don't pay attention to her body shape, but she looks so much different than when she was 9. She grew up. When I was 10, I had an awfully huge crush on her (it's grown over the years). At the time, she was a cute little girl with pigtails. Now... It's so hard to fight the urge to kiss her.
"Hello?! Earth to Connor?!"
"What? Oh sorry. I was dreaming..."
"About Ember!"
"What? No!"
I might've said that too quickly.
"You are in love, Connor."
"And you aren't?!"
Bryn blushed madly. In case you didn't know, she and Sam really really like each other.
"Alright I'll tell her."
"YES! Now let's get your hair fixed up and all pretty for Ember."
30 minutes later, she had tamed my afro with anti-frizz hair spray. Now it's even shinier!
Over the day, I looked for chances to tell Ember. However, Andie made that quite impossible. Whenever I tried to make a move, she looked at me and opened her mouth as to tell Ember what I was about to do, even though she doesn't know.
At around 10 at night, I couldn't sleep. I snuck across the house to the girls' wing. The hall ended in the shape of a pentagon, with Ember at the point, Bryn and Noel on the left two points (Noel's room is closest to Ember's) and Cam and Andie on the right, with Cam being closest to Ember.
I tiptoed into Ember's room and made my way across the room to her bed. She seemed to be asleep, and so did Bubbles. I knelt down beside her bed, and brushed the hair out of her face. I whispered I love you, then kissed her forehead. I then darted out of the room, as Bubbles began to stir. Mission accomplished! I was so happy I ran to my room, but then tripped over my soccer ball and face planted onto my bed, startling my dog, Messi. He was a golden retriever as well as Bubbles. I climbed into bed having the happiest feeling inside of me. I fell asleep as soon as I began to think about Ember.
The next morning, I woke up happier than usual. I was normally one of the last ones up, so it didn't surprise me that Andie and Drew were all cuddled up on the couch together watching "High School Musical"... again. Camryn, Ben, Noel, Jacob, and Sam were already eating, but Sam had probably just gotten out of bed minutes ago-his hair was very disheveled and ungelled. I pulled a chair out for me, and sat down.
"What's for breakfast?"
I unintentionally directed the question at Ben, but Cam and Ben were too busy gazing at each other to notice, so Sam answered for them.
"Orange juice, hash browns, and strawberries."
"Yum. Why are you guys up so early?"
Noel looked unhappily at me and replied,
"Well, Drew, Andie, and I can't break the habit of getting up early because of swim.
Cam, Ben, and Jacob get up with the sunshine, and I think Sam had a nightmare. Clearly, you three have trouble getting up early."
"If I said yes don't judge me."
I drank some orange juice. It tasted very fresh, given we are in Florida.
"Sam, what was your nightmare about?"
Sam looked at me like he'd seen a ghost. Frankly, I thought he was going to faint again. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his room, which was right down the hall. He shut the door behind him and started to talk.
"I had a dream that Bryn was captured by Amàya. I was really really scared, because last time that happened, it was my sister in the dream being captured. My sister was nearly killed the next day by one of Amàya's lava blows. This was years ago, but I'm scared Bryn will be hurt."
You have no idea how hard it was to fight the temptation to say AWWWWWWW! But this was really important to Sam, so I decided to help him.
"Have you told anyone else this?"
"No."
"I don't think it's a good idea to tell this to Bryn. She might panic. Maybe you should go check on her."
"And sneak into her room when she's sleeping? Do you know how weird it would be if she woke up?! Might as well kiss her while I'm in there!"
I nervously looked down at my socks. Where was all the lie training when I needed it?!
"Connor... do you have something you'd like to tell me?"
"Um.... yes! That orange juice was delicious! Gotta go finish it bye!"
I made a dash for the door, but Sam tackled me to the ground. How in the world... I'm 6 inches taller than him!
"Connor...?!"
"Yesssss?"
"Did you KISS Ember?!"
"It depends on what you mean by 'kiss'."
"Did your lips touch hers?"
"No! I wish!"
"Ooooh! But what did you do?!"
"I checked on her last night and I kissed her forehead," I mumbled. So much for this being a secret. However, I knew Sam wouldn't tell anyone. He's really reliable. I mean he's told me everything he feels about Bryn since he first met her. I've told him everything about Ember. We're buddies like that. Best friends.
Sam looked speechless. Scratch that. He was speechless!
"Hey I was worried about her!"
"I don't blame you, Connor. I'm just... did she know?"
"Nah she was asleep,"
Or. At least I hope she was. If she didn't like me back... and yes I know what you're thinking. "Ember totally likes you! Connor go for her!" Yeah well guess what it's not that easy.
"Let's go finish breakfast."
"Ok."
Sam knew when I needed a break. And now was one of them.
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Chemistry
Conto10 international teenagers with mutant DNA, living in one house, and working for the FBI. What could go wrong? This story was written when I was 13 in response to a creative writing period in English. I will be leaving most aspects untouched to allo...