My Life In A Nutshell

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Who is Emmett Taylor?

If you don't know Emmett Taylor, who are you? He is only the most popular, as people call him, bad boy at Jefferson high. Almost all of the jocks are scared of him, and if they aren't scared than they have a level of respect for this dude. He has it all, money, straight A's, looks, street credit, even all the girls he could possible want, that is, if he wanted them. You see Emmett Taylor is not only known for knocking out guys on the first punch when he gets into fight, but he's also known to not date any girls. Crazy right?

The last time he was seen with a girl was two years ago. Ever since then, he was never seen with another girl again, girls practically throw themselves at him in the hallways but he doesn't seem to care or even be phased by it, he just keep on walking. Nobody knows why he is the way he is, but no one questions it, most girls still keep trying to break him, those are the girls whom are known as the 'sluts' of the school. How harsh.

He only talks to one guy in the whole school and that is Landon Smith. Landon is known for having one night stands practically every night. He does benefit from the attention he gets from girls. He is probably the second hottest guy at this school. Unlike Emmett, Landon doesn't do so hot in school so he pays a few smart kids in his classes to do his school work, that is how he manages to pass every single school year. Every single day, Landon has a new girl on his lap at lunch. How stereotypical.

I on the other hand don't care about Emmett Taylor or his hot best friend Landon Smith. I just love to listen to music and read books, right now I'm reading 'The Fault in Our Stars' for the fourth time. The ending gets me every time, it seems as if it just keeps getting more and more emotional for me every single time I read this damn book, I always end up crying for longer periods of time when I get home after finishing it.

The bell rang signaling the end of third period, finally. It's lunch time. I sped walked all the way to the lunch room, I always strive to be the first one at the lunch line but sadly, this kid that has his third period closer to the lunch room than mine is always here before me.

It's perfectly fine though. I mean I don't mind at all. I don't give a fudge. It's a free country. I mean I have only been trying to beat this kid to the line for about two years now. He doesn't know its a competition, but trust me, I know I will beat him one day.

I got my lunch and sat down at my usual table, the table right next to the jocks. It's the worst table to sit at. The jocks get pretty rowdy and loud, hence why this table is always empty. Its okay with me though. I just pop in my earphones, eat my lunch, and read my book.

Yes, I eat by myself. Ever since my best friend, Anna, got a boyfriend, she now sits with him and his friends at lunch. That was two years ago. The end of freshman year. She offered for me to come sit with her, but the truth is, I never really liked those group of people so I denied her offer. Ever since then we drifted apart, we still wave and occasionally say "hi" to each other in the hallways during passing period but thats about it.

I don't really like the rest of the people at this school mainly because I've had experience with drama and people being fake. I don't like it at all, so I choose to stay away from it. Plus, I don't need anyone, I'm perfectly fine by myself, it's relaxing and I love to think, a lot.

I just finished lunch, the pizza was cold today by the way, when I noticed something unusual as I was gazing around the room. From all the way across the cafeteria I saw the one, the only, Emmett Taylor staring directly at me. There is no one behind me, trust me I checked, so that means he has to be looking at me. I gave him a small smile as I popped in my earphone and took out my book. I then looked down and began to read from where I left off.

I looked up at his direction about fifteen minutes later and noticed that he was still staring, I smiled once again as I whispered "oh god" to myself. He will stop staring soon, he has to. I mean even though I don't like anybody at this school I'm still polite and smile at people, I don't like being mean so thats all that is left to do since I overthink things way too much.

The bell finally rang, I was staring to feel awkward because I could just feel his stare on me for the rest of the time we had left of lunch. I gathered my things and headed to my next class trying not to look in his direction. Why is he suddenly staring at me? I mean, he has never looked at me before. Why start now?

After school ended, I was relieved. No more torturous hours of teachers lecturing about things that we will never need in the future and things that no one cares about. I was walking out of the high school building when something hard smashed into me in which caused me to fall face first onto the ground as things from my backpack scattered all over the floor. Thats what I get for not making sure I zipped up my back pack again. Great.

I looked up and saw Emmett Taylor's back. He was speed walking to his car. What a jerk. He didn't even bother to say sorry. Yes, its too late to say sorry now. He was almost to his car. I rolled my eyes and began to pick up my things. I look off into the distance and saw my life flash before my eyes. My bus was leaving the school parking lot. Shit.

I gathered my things quickly but it was no use. The bus was already gone before I was able to get up. I hate my life.

I groaned and began to walk home. I would call my mom but she's sleeping. She works the graveyard shift at the local hospital. I feel horrible every time I have to wake her up for something. She always looks so tired.

'What about your dad?' you may ask. 'What dad?' is my answer. He never bothered to be part of my life. I always wanted to meet him, just to see. I want to know who he is even though he was never there for me. I have just never had the guts to look for him.

As soon as I got home I collapsed on my bed and accidentally took a nap. 



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