Super Emotions

Heart Break

"Yow! That hurt." I muttered as my hand was being bandaged back in the laboratory. "Well it's going to. You should be more careful!" Marcus said, grabbing more bandages. "I didn't mean to get all angry! I didn't even hit him!" I exclaimed. "Yeah, well you need to calm down. Punching that wall was NOT the way to go." he said. "I guess, but it's better than punching a person." I said. "I suppose so. But now you've bruised your knuckles." I gingerly ran my thumb across my knuckles on my right hand. I flinched as I touched the purple skin. Man, I really should be more careful. "Next time, use your angry speed and zip to the lab to lash it out with a dummy, not a wall." Marcus said scolding me. I sighed, and hopped off the table. "Thanks Marcus." I muttered grabbing my bag. "That's ok. But next time, tell me when you come into a situation. Keeping all that anger inside of you isn't healthy. It builds up, and you could get seriously hurt." he said while writing notes on his clipboard. "Alright. I promise." I said. "Good. Now, go home. Your mom is waiting for you." I nodded and slung my bag over my shoulder. "But, you might want to clean up first." he suggested, nodding towards the bathroom. I took the hint and walked in the restroom, locking the door behind me. My bag fell off my shoulder and fell on the floor, as I looked at my reflection. I was a mess. My mascara had run because of the rain, and there were wet streaks across my face. I removed my makeup completely and thought about what had happened.

As I had ran away from Nick, I was really angry. It was like all the anger from the party and Nick boiled together. I couldn't keep control of myself, and punched the nearest thing. Luckily, it wasn't a person, this time. But, sadly, it was a brick wall. I swear I left a dent.

I exited the lab and began the walk home, so not ready for school tomorrow.

Next Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My alarm went off, and I lazily climbed out of bed. I keep having those horrible nightmares. I padded over to my closet and put on some shorts with rainbow triangles on them, and a bright yellow blouse. It was still summer, barely fall, so I grabbed my gold Roman sandals. I put my hair in a high pony tail, then did a little makeup. Slipping on my Brown leather jacket, I grabbed my bag and song book.

Walking out the door, it was surprisingly bright outside. The grass was dryer than I thought it would be, and I strolled down the sidewalk. I had a little extra time, so I opened my song book. Flipping through the pages, I looked for something to sing. I came across a song Bridget Mendler sings, and I probably wrote it down so I could remember it. Gazing around, I checked to see if anyone was around. It was a quiet morning, so I decided it would be safe to sing a little. Ugh. I don't have the effort. I do have music today though.... And I haven't seen Andy in forever. I wonder where he is.

I sighed as I examined the bandages on my wrists. They still ache. I clenched my fist, but released it as pain seared through my hand.

"Emma?" someone asked. I looked over, and sitting in a black mustang, was none other than Jake. Did I still like him? What did he want?

Jake's POV

I was driving down the road to school, when I saw a girl. She looked awfully familiar,

So I decided to see who it was. And it just so happened to be Emma! She looked beautiful today. With big round sunglasses, and her soft brown hair shining in the sunlight, I fell harder for her each time I saw her. What was she doing to me? I've never let a girl tie me down. Not even Marissa. Speaking of the brat, I need to break up with her. Soon. She was a problem.

Emma's POV

"Oh. Hello Jake." I muttered. I gave a little wave. "Do you need a lift?" he asked me. I was really tired. But, do I really want to get in a car with him? Oh well. "Sure. Thank you." I said. He reached over and pushed the passenger door open for me. I climbed in the black leather seat and set my bag on my lap. I buckled up, and he started up the car. It was an awkward silence. "So, how is your music project going?" he asked trying to make conversation. "Ky and I are way ahead. We are already done with lyrics, now we just need to record." I stated. Ky and I really worked well together. We're great friends now. "Marissa and I have decided on our song. I didn't decide though. She did. Of coarse." he sighed, and I felt sorry for him. Marissa was obviously in charge of their relationship, and I bet the song she chose is really trashy. I gazed out the window, the cool wind smacked my face. I saw a figure I recognized. Was that....? And with...? No! Not Andy!

"Stop the car!" I yelled. He pulled over. I swung the door open and ran outside. There was Andy, with his arm around one of Marissa's friends, Brittany.

I felt a sudden surge of pain. It felt like my heart was being stabbed into a million pieces. Then it happened. They KISSED. I let out a cry of pain. A tear streamed down my face. "Emma, what's wrong?" Jake asked trying to comfort me. I struggled out of his arms and walked over to their table. I grabbed a drink off a nearby table, and strolled towards their table.

I came up behind his perfect auburn hair and I poured the drink on his head.

It dripped everywhere, soaking him. He jumped up in surprise. When he realized who had poured the drink on it, his face filled with panic. "Emma! It's not what it looks like!" he tried to explain. My heart was already torn and shattered though. "No. I think it's EXACTLY what it looks like. We're through!" I screamed at him.

I thought we were perfect. He said, he loved me. He lied. So, I did the only thing I could do.

I ran.

A/N

Uh Oh!

Drama! Emma has had her heart broken!

Andy cheated!

Will anyone miss him?

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