"Emmy! Emmy Walker! Get down these stairs!"
My heart raced, as I thought of all the bad things I'd done in the past few days. When my mum shouts me like that, I fear the worst.
Well today, my luck had changed. My mum jumped up and down, whilst clutching my shoulders, screaming utter nonsense in my face.
"Mum! Mum calm down. Talk calmy mum. I'm right here, you don't need to shout." Mum calmed down, but you could still sense the excitement in her voice as she spoke.
"You know that new film, the one with that hot guy you like?" I cut into the middle of her sentence instantly.
"MUM! AH MUM I FREAKING LOVE YOU!"
"You don't even know what I'm going to say Emmy." The typical response from my mum.
"MUM!" I screamed. "It's obvious what you're going to say! You're too predictable sometimes"
"I guess you're right." There was a tone of guilt in her voice, as she realised what I had just said was right. "But who cares how predictable I am! You are the one going to the premiere of The Mortal Instruments and get to meet the Jamie fellow that you're obsessing over!"
I screamed so much. I was certain my neighbours would of called the police.
Right now I am over the moon. This is the height of my happiness for a while. My mum just knows how to pick me up.
The next few days passed so quickly, they where a blur.
