*AN: so its a shorty but you see into the mind of Emily. Enjoy. Comment what you think will happen. Vote please. Stay awesome-Daisy*
Emily's POV
I drive home as fast as I can. I hate Daisy. Niall too. How could he just leave me there when Daisy was a bitch? She will pay for this. For ruining my relationship. I turn to my appartment and jump out of the car. My coat snags in the car door. I yank on it hard and it rips.
"Great. Just great." I mumble under my breath. My new coat is now ruined. I go inside and turn on the TV. I see the local news on and stop in my tracks. My face is up there. My old face that is. Before I had to change. I am glad I got rid of my brown hair. And these colour contacts are wonderful. But I look different mostly because I had plastic surgery. They will never find me. I change into comfy clothes. As I watch my great accomplishments flash on the screen I fall into deep thought on my next project. Poison? No that's easy to track. Beat? No that leaves obvious clues. I go to my kitchen and rummage through my junk drawer. There I find my prized possession. I balance it in my hand. This will do very nicely.
