Deathly Private

Chapter One: New Day

[A/N: So this is something that I've been planning to write this about two years. So I'm gonna try to keep this as flawless as I humanly can. Tell me what you think in the comments. The twists are yet to come.]

Chapter One: New Day

She looked around her new room. Her mom bustling around, helping her organize it. "Emma Rose, do you want your jeans in here, or in here?" She pointed between two drawers. Emma sighed, "Mom does it really matter where they are?"

Her mom frowned, her short red hair was barely held back by a clip. There was a tinge of guilt that poked at Emma's stomach. "Use the top drawer, I hate bending down." Her mom smiled and placed her jeans in the top drawer, and Emma resumed organizing her desk. Once they were done, they stood awkwardly at the door.

"So this is it, your senior year of high school." Her mom smiled sadly.

"Yup." Two hours away from home, at some school I've never even heard of. "So I'll be able to visit during Thanksgiving?"

"Yes sweetheart, we made arrangements with the school, to allow us to keep your car here."

Once again there was a heavy silence. "Thanks mom. Tell dad I love him."

"I will...I love you honey."

"I love you too." They hugged for a minute, both scared to let go.

Finally the moment was over, and her mom took her leave. Emma closed the door, and leaned on it taking a deep breath. There was sudden banging on her door, that caused her to fall forward. "Hey!" She heard someone yell on the other side.

She picked herself up and opened the door a little. Whoever was on the other side pushed open the door and shut it quietly. She held up a finger to her lips, implying to be quiet. Emma was in too much shock at the moment to say anything. The tall girl listened through the door, then began laughing wildly. "I did it!"

"Hey." Emma said, regaining her composure.

"Oh hey! Thanks for that, by the way. I'm Carter!" The tall her stuck out her hand. Emma took it, unsure if she liked her or not.

"So what was the problem?"

"Well, you see there's this girl, Lilly--she's a total bitch. Anyways, one of the other girls is gonna throw a party, and Lilly was planning on wearing this total slut outfit, right? So I was talking to Charlotte down the hall, and she told me, she had the same dress, and it wasn't originally that slutty. Lilly had it altered!"

"Okay...so why were you running?" Emma was having a hard time following her train of thought. The girl reached into her shirt and pulled some gold, shimmery fabric.

"Well my best friend, Mr. Scissors, decided that he didn't like the dress either. So he went snip, snip snip. It's not my fault, Mr. Scissors did it." She held up the fabric and showed a crude cut out of a "C".

They stood there in silence, until a small smile broke across Emma's face and they started laughing. "My name's Emma Rose."

"Nice to meet you Emma. Oh! Is that a Running Silent poster? OH MY GOSH IT"S AUTOGRAPHED BY ANDREW CARLOS!" She ran over to the poster and started kissing it. "How did you get this?"

Emma looked down at her feet, "Well he's my brother."

"What?"

"Yeah."