Opposites Attract

Media Outbreak

*The photo above is Noah Blair* *This is a re-write*

•Emma Hayden• •POV•

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Monday rolled around too quickly, again. I swear to God there has to be a day in between Saturday and Sunday!

I groaned with displeasure as I rolled on to the other side of my bed. The alarm clocked displayed 06:14 AM. Urgh! Kill me now. This has to be child abuse.

My phoned screened lit up the room as it was still too freaking dark outside for any sane person to be up. Who the hell was texting me this early in the morning.

ONE NEW MESSAGE: Darling:
DARLING! GET UP! TWITTER IS GOING CRAZY, NEW BOY AT OUR SCHOOL! I REPEAT, NEW BOY AT OUR SCHOOL! FINGERS CROSSED HE'S FIT!
Love Becky xxx

I love how hysterical she is in the text then leaves with such a normal ending. But, if I'm honest. The fact that we have a new student; is kind of big news. We hardly ever get random add ons.

I quickly sent her back a reply; safely adding in that she should never text me this early in the morning if she wanted to keep her head! *Sigh* I'm never going to get back to sleep now. Might as well get ready.

After about twenty minutes, I decided to wear my burgundy sweater which was Hi-lo. With white jeans and brown ankle booties. I added a few bangles to my wrist and a pair of earrings. I then curled my hair so it ran down my back in loose wavy curls. I hated my hair. It was too long and just plain boring. Running down my back like a river of chocolate, but of course if I were to cut my hair I would regret it.

I then applied my make up to perfection, adding a little flick to my eyeliner as I did so.

From down stairs I could hear my little brother and sisters screaming their heads off!

I am the eldest of four children. It goes me, Emma Hayden, 18. Jacob, 11. Olive, 6 and then Summer, 8 months old. Surprisingly though, my mom is only 38! She had me when she was twenty.

She's currently on maternity leave. My Parents are both lawyers. My dad is currently going for a promotion but my mom is happy where she is.

I glance at my alarm clock. 07:39 oh gosh I better get going. Our school is so fucked up it starts at 08:05, why the 05?

I run down the stairs and grab a Gatorade and an apple as breakfast. And run out the door, kissing the foreheads of my family as I do so.

"Bye guys, love you!" I call as I walk off. A few mutter goodbyes and love you's and have a nice day sweetie are called back.

My friend Becky is already pulled up outside. Becky is absolutely stunning. She has short blond hair which suits her face frame. Amazing features and deep brown eyes.

I climb in as I notice she is done up a little more then usual.
"What's with the fancy look?" I gesture politely towards her clothes.

"Why is my best friend so dumb, obviously I'm dressed up because of the new boy!"
She tells me this like its the most normal thing in the world.

"Do you know I read in a Cosmopolitan magazine that guys like it when girls dress down." I corrected her.

"Urgh, your boring!" She told me. "Hey did you see the media outbreak on Twitter?" She asked all excitedly.

"Yeah, some 'media outbreak' it was like eight silly girls talking about the mysterious boy." I laughed it off.

"Hey be careful of what you say! One of those silly girls is in the car! And if anyone's the mysterious one it's you! You hide loads of stuff from me." She said with her finger pointing at me in an excusing manner.