The New Girl // Shawn Mendes FanFiction

Ch.1// Alberta, Home Sweet Home

EMMA'S POV
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I wake up to the annoying sound of my alarm.
"Ugh, another day of school. I better start getting ready for the day," I think to myself.

I hop out of bed and look in the mirror. Wow, I look like shit. Damn, I should really go to bed earlier. It's going to take a LOT of concealer to cover up these dark under eye circles.

I walk into my bathroom that's connected to my bedroom and turn on the hot water in the shower and start to get undressed.

Once the water is warm enough, I step in and start to shampoo, and condition my hair. Then I wash my body and wash the conditioner out of my hair.

I stand there in the warm water for a few minutes contemplating life. I realize I've been in here for a good half hour so I should probably get out so I'm not late for school.

I step out of the shower and dry myself off. I wrap a towel around my body then blow dry my long brown hair.

When it's completely dry, I walk out of my bathroom and over to my walk-closet. I probably spend about 20 mins just looking through my clothes for something to wear. Still, no luck.

I finally decide on a white tank top with a flannel overtop, a pair of black high-wasted shorts, and my black and white vans.

Then I walk over to my makeup desk and do my every day routine. A little bit of bb cream, powder, eyeliner, mascara and some sheer peach Chapstick.

I open my jewellery box and choose a dainty silver necklace that has a heart locket hanging off of it, along with a pair of stud earrings.

I pick up my backpack, and grab my iPhone and start walking downstairs.

I walk into the kitchen and grab my favourite cereal - lucky charms - and a bowl and pour it in. I grab some milk and pour it in and start eating it. I finish up and start to head out the door when my mom calls my name.

"Emma? Is that you"

"Yeah, morning mom. I'm heading out to school now. See you later, love you," I reply.

My mom chuckles and says, "Sweetie, you don't have school today. It's Saturday, silly."

WHAT?? Ugh seriously. I could've slept innnnnn.

"Aw man! Ugh, okay, whatever. I up anyways, so is it okay if I go to Starbucks to get some coffee?" I ask.

"Yeah, sure sweetie. Just don't take too long, there's something important I need to talk to you about when you get home," my mom says.

"Okay, I'll be back soon, bye mom"

And with that I walked out the door. I wonder what she needs to tell me. She said it was important. Eh, I guess I'll find out when I get home.

I live pretty close to Starbucks so it doesn't take very long to get there, maybe 4 or 5 minutes.

Once I get there, I order my drink. A grande vanilla bean frap with hazelnut. I pay and they hand me my drink.

I walk over to a table and pull out my phone and go onto Instagram.

It's pretty early in the morning so there aren't very many new posts.

I finish up my drink and start to walk home. I walk in the front door and see a couple boxes in the front hall. I wonder why they're there.

I see a light in the kitchen and walk in to see my mom and dad whispering to each other.

"Hey, mom and dad. So what was that thing you wanted to tell me before I left?" I ask

My mom starts to say something but my dad cuts her off. "Sweets, this isn't going to be easy for us to say, but," he mumbles something but I can't put together what he said.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you," I said.

My mom then says, "Honey, I'm sorry, but we're moving..."

I can't believe this.

"WHAT? WHY!?" I whisper yell, knowing my brother is upstairs and will get pissed if I wake him up.

"Well, your dad got a promotion and the opportunity to relocate. We're moving to Pickering Ontario. We're going to have a bigger, nicer house and you'll meet lots of new friends, I promise," said my mom.

Well I guess there's no point on arguing, I might as well just enjoy being here while I can.

"Okay, I guess I'll start to pack then. Oh yeah, when are we moving?" I ask.

My dad answers, "In a week. We've decided that you can take some time off school to pack and hang out with friends if you'd like,"

"Okay, I'll see you later, I'm going to start packing," I say and then start heading up the stairs.