Corrupt Me

two

\\ 2 Years Earlier //

Emily's POV

"Come on Em! He is so fucking hot, and have you seen the way he looks at you?! I wish he would look at me like that." My friend of almost three years complains as we walk down the hallway.

"Kyla. Enough already!" I laugh, "I would never in a million years ever think of dating someone like that. He's just not my type."

"Michael Clifford is EVERYONE's type Emily." Kyla basically shouts for everyone to hear.

As we turn the corner I roll my eyes and groan. "Of course," I mutter to myself. Michael Clifford, who clearly heard Kyla, is leaning against the wall smirking at us.

"Talking about me again are you Emmy?" Michael laughs as he pushes himself off the wall to stand up straight. He towers over me seeing as I am only 5'3".

"I told you not to call me that Michael. Only my friends get the privilege of calling me that." I snap.

"Okay, fine by me babe." He winks and walks off.

"What a little butt munch." I scoff continuing my route to my locker, which, because I have the greatest luck in life, is right beside Michael's.

"You really need to start using curse words Emmy. You sound like a little kid who just fought with her sibling." Kyla laughs.

"I don't really get the point in swearing. It just seems stupid." I look up at her. "No offense."

She sighs, "none taken. But seriously, are you going to hit that? Or should I?"

"Go ahead Ky, he is all yours. Just please don't let him hurt you." I warn.

"Since when do I get attached? I'm like the chill-est of chill."

"Yeah, says the girl who said she loved a guy on the first real date." I point out. "You always get to emotionally involved."

"Yeah well, with Michael it'll be nothing more then a quick fuck."

I cringe, "Please never say that again, I really don't want that image in my head."

"That's probably because the only girl you want to imagine him hooking up with is you."

I punch her shoulder, "Whatever Kyla, I'm done talking about this."

Finally getting to my locker I grab my band homework. I play the drums, piano, and the clarinet, but I was late registering for this class and the only other thing that looked appealing was the guitar. Mrs. Clifford, yes Michael's mom, and also the band teacher, says that if I can get to at least the same level as I was in drums but playing the guitar, before the start of next semester when class starts, then I can continue to be in band.

"Okay I still can't believe that you are going to learn another instrument just to be in band. You must really like that class."

"I really do. Music is my life so if I have to learn a new instrument to be able to continue being in band then that's what I have to do." I put my homework in my bag, shutting my locker.

"OR!" Kyla puts her finger up in the air looking like a light bulb went off in her head, "Is it because Michael is in that class and he looks so god damn hot when he plays the guitar." She gasps looking like she has came to another realization. "Michael plays the guitar and you are learning the guitar now oh my god! Did you do that on purpose or is that just fate telling you that you are perfect for one another?!"

"Kyla. I will sit on you if you don't quit." I threaten.

"Oh yeah Emmy! Because you are just sooo heavy." She says sarcastically. "I am so afraid!" She adds, putting her arms up in defense."

I roll my eyes. "Okay bye." I quickly try to walk away from her.

"ok oK OK! Emily I'm sorry! I'll stop now." She apologizes as she catches up to me.

We out the doors of the school in silence, but it isn't awkward. It's peaceful, until Calum Hood comes chasing after us.

"Emily! Kyla! Wait up! Abby says she didn't get a chance to talk to you guys today. Anyways, I am throwing a small party on Friday and Abby thought it would be fun if you guys came. I mean I would too but I don't know yeah. It will be fun so you guys should come." He started off pretty confident but it when downhill from there. Calum is my other friend Abby's boyfriend, they are actually really cute together.

"Do you mean tonight?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"No. Tomorrow. Tomorrow is Friday. I already said the party was on Friday."

Kyla bursts out laughing, "You idiot! Today is Friday!"

"Wha-OH SHIT!" Calum yells as a wave of realization washes over him. "I gotta go get everything ready! But will you be there?"

"I don't thi-"

"Of course we will come Cal! We wouldn't miss it for the world!" Kyla interrupts me.

"Great! It starts at 9. See you then!" Calum runs out to the parking lot.

I spin around making eye contact with Kyla. "Are you high!? I am not going to that!"

She smirks at me, "you are now."

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Lol sorry it's shit and I never edited it oops