Emma's POV.
"Emma! The bus will be here in 5 minutes!" my younger sister Jenny yells from downstairs. This is it. My senior year. I run the comb through my short blonde hair one more time then put on my riding boots.
I walk down stairs, grab a piece of toast and walk through the door. The fall breeze blows my recently combed hair into knots.. Why do I bother?
I can see the growing corn across the road behind the bus. This time of year is my favorite with all of the colors, the corn, the weather...
My thoughts were interrupted by a guy, on a skate board. He came zooming by, almost knocking me over. "Do you mind?!" I sternly ask.
"Not at all" he replied, then he gave me his best fake smile and kept riding on his skate board all the way to the bus.
What a jerk. I've never seen him before, and he totally doesn't belong here. He has his pants half down, and his underwear is hanging out. He has some kind of band shirt that is way too big for him, and a flat billed hat on backwards. Worst of all, he has an earring. He is such a city boy.
I get on the bus, and on my way to the back I pass the skate board guy, he's sitting with the most popular guy in my school, Jim Parnoche. Why is Jim sitting with that jerk? Then again, Jim's not the nicest person you'll ever meet either.
"Hey babe" the skate boarder guy says, then he gives me a wink. Jim starts laughing and the skate boarder joins him in laughter. I roll my eyes and keep walking.
"Emma!" my best friend Becca yells, I sit next to her. "You ready for the best year of our lives?!" she squeals.
"Yeah" I laugh. Becca is the type of person who can make you happy even if you're having a bad day, and she has a new crush every week. She starts rambling on about a new guy she likes, and I pretend to listen like I always do.
I notice another girl on my grade get on the bus, she's the most shy and innocent girl you'll ever meet. As she walks by Jim and the skater boy, they check out her butt, and whoop and whistle.
Perverts.
When we get to school, I walk off the bus with Becca, and we start our crazy senior year.
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Saving A Hero
Romance"You saved a hero, Emma." What? How could I have saved him? I've only known him for 2 months. Then it hit me. Everything made sense. He was in love with me.
