Emma's Pov;
Didn't expect them to. I've expericed that seeing the two people that mean the world to me turn there back on me. I've seen stuff a little 8 year old girl isn't supposed to experience or even see with their virgin eyes. Coming from a young age I've learned to never let anyone come super close to me, that sometimes it's better to lie then rather tell the truth, I've seen that cheating to perfectly fine, I've seen drugs being taken. I've seen the drugs kill a person or even possibly make a person feel like there in paradise. The most terrifilying thing I've seen was seeing my own dad abuse my mother infront of my eyes. Drugs can change a person and out, that's what these virgin eyes experience but that doesn't mean I do drugs or anything of that. After I've lived that life as a young girl I've vowed that I won't be doing any of that crazy stuff as in drugs. Never in my life have I ever forgotten that night, now because of that I live with my mother's sister Jane, but she's never home so I literally live alone in a tiny apartment.
Having an amazing dream of my childhood, flash backs to then. I wake up screaming 'No!' , I look around like a crazy person grabbing my hair, breathing heavily. It took me some time to calm down, I jump out of my bed and run into the bathroom splashing water on my face like crazy. I look at myself in the mirror 'ahh, brand new day. Same freaknin' dream'. I strip off my clothes, and get into the shower. Spreading vanilla scented soap all over my body, after having a quickly shower. I rush into the room, I'm one of those people who loves to air dry themselves and loves looking at themself in the mirror. I love my body I won't change it, I'm not that skinny I have somewhat meat which means I'm curvy. I love everything about myself, it's very rare to find a girl that likes everything about themselves. I turn up the radio, and my favorite song is on 'Move along by the All America Rejects' I start signing and dancing around like a wild animal. I totally forgot I was naked. Until there was a knock on the door 'Emma, hurry up. You've got 20 minutes'. 'Alright buzz kill'. I literally through anything on. I quickly look at myself in the mirror 'man, you look like shit!' I said to myself in the mirror. 'Awsome!' I said high-fiving myself in the mirror. I walk out to the living room, and I see 3 suitcases 'damn, buzz kill. Are you taking your whole closet?' She laughs 'no do I look like I'm crazy?' She says. We both look at one another and laugh 'no, I left some clothes here. I'm only going to be gone within a month or two who knows'. 'So, I get the apartment to myself ? Yeah, I'm going to through an amazing party with me myself and I' . She laughs 'ahh, don't worry one more year and you'll be out of school traveling the world with my and forgetting all this shit'. I smile 'can't wait! I'll help you with your bags'. We quickly head to the car, bags all in. My aunt's car is so comfortable for me, get in there and I start bumming up some 'Coldplay, All American Rejects everything in there category' I put my feet up on the car and she's doesn't nagg this time, maybe it's because she's going to travel and taste all the different sausages she can taste. We arrive at school 'Emma where here at your hell', 'yup I'm glad you see it as I see it. Having to impress people that I'm not even going to see anymore because I'm be traveling the world' she laughs 'okay, now get out I not want anyone seeing that I'm your aunt' she laughs. I open the car door , and slam it 'your a bitch' I scream out 'I know' and she drives off. I turn around to faces the hell of all school. Lets just say I don't come to the best school, in this school there's drugs in every corner even the teachers buy some from the students sometimes, they can have sex in almost every corner of the school, and they have a baby center inside the school. I try not to get involved with anything here possibly not even the people there is good people here, but some are terribly bad. I walk off to my locker and you see the usual groups, the popular, the drug attics, the jocks, and the people the share there own spit with the whole group. It's just like I keep to myself at times eat out in the benches pretending I'm fantasizing over the football team. Time for my first class art , the one class I tend to love mostly because I could impress myself in any way possible. I enter class , and the only seat open is next to the Scott kid. His names Jason, we talk once in a while but not buddy buddy where I would like him as a partner. I guess it's just the fact that I don't like sitting with someone who's peppy and loves to make new friends. Today is class it was free draw, which is we can draw what ever our mind would like us to draw. While I draw I love listening to music it always gets me in the mood. I quickly start sketching out something, until he tapped my shoulder I turned around 'ahh listening to Coldplay huh. There a good band' I nodded resume to drawing 'you don't talk much do you?' I looked at him 'your right. I don't talk that much. I'm sorry. My name is Emma what's yours' he laughs 'what was that not realistic enough ?', 'I just love your adittude' he said. 'Well why thank you, Scott' . 'My names Jason', I looked at him 'like I didn't know. I just like Scott better'. 'Alright, you can call me whatever you want to' he says and winked 'ahh, cute'. We continued class with him making goofy comments, trying so hard to make me laugh. 'Well, what do you say we hangout at lunch. I'm sure your group will be fine with that right ?'. Someone finally asked me to hangout besides Rose, so I would be hangout differently from a burn sandwich sitting on the benches with Rose. 'Uh, my group won't mind but will your group mind?' He smiled 'I don't really care what other people think so, if they dislike you I can take you and leave them'. He smirks 'I might just take up you offer'. 'Well I do have a bomb sandwich I made myself that I can share with someone', 'oh keep talking I suddenly got interested in this' he laughed 'the sandwich got you interested huh'. 'Of course I love food, if I could marry food I could and I would'. He laughed 'the first girl I've meant that isn't afraid to really dig in her passion in food' I raise my eyebrow 'am I also the first girl that doesn't fall for your chessey flirting ways', 'yup your not an air head like the others', 'I'll take that as a complement'. 'So where do I pick you up?' 'How about I meet you there', 'alright we hangout, outside where the school status are' 'ah, will do Scott'. The bell rings, I grab my stuff and walk out 'its Jason'. I give him a hand sign, so I finally have somewhat of a group to hangout with at lunch. He hangs out near the status and there is were all the air headed people hangout at this would be great.
