Prompt: It's been a weeks since the party, and Emma never texted you because she was to worried for some reason. Maybe she'll never see the stranger again.
~Emma's pov~
I still don't know why I never texted her.
She seemed so nice, but I know she has a dark side.
I guess it wasn't fate.
~Sabs pov~
Emma has been acting different since her party, like she's missing someone.
We can all see that something is wrong, so i'm going to get to the bottom of it.
I walked into Emma's room, and she was sitting on her bed looking at a little piece of paper.
"Hey Emma." I said in a quiet tone. She looked up and me and smiled.
"Hey.." She said shyly. I sat down next her her and seen that the paper had someone's number on it.
"Whose number is that?" I asked.
"I don't know her name, but I met her at the party."
"How don't you know her name?"
"Well during the end of the night when she was leaving she gave me her number, but when I asked what her name was she said, "You'll find out soon enough Emma," and then left."
Definitely seems like something Y/n would do.
"Did she have y/c/e, and y/c/h?" I questioned the blonde sitting in front of me.
Emma nodded her head and said, "Yup, and she was the nicest girl that i've never met. She sat up here and talked with me for hours, upon hours while she could've been downstairs party, but no she was talking to me."
Okay definitely not Y/n.
"She seems nice," I began to say, "Why haven't you texted her?"
Emma sighed, "What if it's not her number?"
"True, how about we get your mind off her and go to the skate park."
"I guess.."
~Connors pov~
Ever since we went to that party at just a house Y/n has seemed down, like she lost a friend.
Half of the time she didn't want to do any of her hobbies like smoke, go to any parties, or drink. She'd just sit in her room and stare at her phone.
I mean she didn't even want to hook up with Celia, and normally she'd as her or when Celia would ask Y/n she'd be more than happy to.
I guess there's one thing that she'll do to get her mind off of whatever it is. I walked into Y/ns room, and there she was like every other day sitting in her bed.
"Why are you so down lately you chump." I asked Y/n, but no answer.
"Y/n." I said and she slowly turned her head towards me.
