Aunt Milly had to get back to California for her studio so she left after the whole 'California's a new opportunity' conversation. It's been two days since the conversation and I am still packing my room.I didn't need convincing to go to California. I needed to get away. Maybe if I was out of Grant then who would be able to be taken. People would be safe. Maybe the kids that were already taken could be found and brought home safely.
"Amelia." I heard dad say. I turned around and saw him standing in the doorway with a picture frame in his hands.
"Hey dad." I said, turning back to the box I was currently packing. I had a wall full of books and I only had half of them packed.
"Leave it to you to take all your books to California." he said, chuckling.
"Hey you could never be sure what kind of book I would want to read." I said. "I could be in the mood for a romantic book or science fiction or fiction, non fiction or teen drama. You never know."
"If you say so Emmie." he said.
"Why do you do that?" I asked.
"Do what?"
"Sometimes you call me Amelia and sometimes you call me Emmie." I pointed out.
"Do you know how you got your name?" he asked. I shook my head. He sat down on the end of my bed and patted the space next to him. I walked over and sat down. "When your mom found out she was pregnant with you she was so happy. Happiest I've ever seen her."
"Even more happy when you two got married?" I asked.
"Happier then that. She knew you were a girl way before the doctor told us. Every time she'd buy something pink I would tell her we didn't know yet and that you could be a boy she would always tell me the same thing 'John I can feel it in my bones. We are having a girl and that is final'."
"And she was right." I said.
"Of course she was. She was always right about everything." he said. "Anyway once we officially knew you were a girl we started thinking of names. All the names I thought were- they were bad, super bad."
"Come on they couldn't have been that bad." I said, playfully elbowing him.
"I wanted to name you Debbie Barns Sanchez." he said.
"Yeah that name is bad." I said.
"Anyway, a week before you were born your mom couldn't decide between two names. Amelia Emily Sanchez and Emmie Elizabeth Sanchez." he said.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I made a compromise with her. Name you Amelia Elizabeth Sanchez and nickname you Emmie." he said. He held up a photo. It was my mom pregnant with me. "I took this photo the moment she agreed with the compromise. She looked down at her stomach and said 'you'll always be loved my Amelia'."
"When do I leave?" I said. I took the photo and placed it in a box to take with me.
"One week."
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Saved By The Schmidt
FanfictionThings have been happening in the town of Grant and Emmie just wants to keep people safe. In order to do that she moves in with her aunt, in LA. One thing she didn't expect. To have Kendall Schmidt as her neighbor. Things get cozy between the two un...
