INFINITY [One Shots]

I'm No Racer's Girl [Teen Fiction]

The last day of uni here in NYU is the most memorable so far. I didn't expect my colleagues to be as amiable as they are, I'm not trying to make you believe but the mates I have are all dead serious of their work, maybe because they wanted to succeed and satisfy their hunger of self-actualization.

Where would I find that deep of a word? I am Emery Morgan, second year in college of psychology, that'll answer it. My interest is never business; they bore the hell out of me, or whatever that has more maths; they make my mind exhausted. So, I have been truly happy at the thought of being in the social science section. Everything came naturally, the theories and applications are all easy and observable as 123.

I am currently seated on my respective seat as the white haired professor called it a day - the day, the last day. My lips twitched for a smile, I'll be going back to California later today, I will be able to see my parents, Anna and Vincent. My cousin, Liam, will be there as well as my friends Jax and Julia. Another plus, Jake is home for the summer.

Liam has been so close to me and my older sister, Lexi, he was attending my alma mater which is Redfield High. The douche became my school's new basketball team captain - he succeeded Jake Wilder, my boyfriend for two years now.

Speaking of Jake, he has been in Harvard for uni, his father is Tres Records' SVP and there's no doubt the boy gets the finest education just like his older brother, Seb. Tres, it is where my dad works as a chief marketing director, apparently it made Jax Tres, Julia Tres, Jake, Lexi and I as close as we are right now. I know it is weird but the recording company strengthened the bond we had and gradually, it led Jake and I to finally called it on, while Lexi had a harder task to court Jax. I mean the young boy is incredibly hard-to-get, exceeding Lexi's, making it look like my sister pursued the boy not otherwise. Young boy, I say, for the lad was two years younger than Lexi. Mine is more relevant having Jake a year older than me.

My line of thoughts came crashing down as my bff since high school nudged me, "Let's go? I'm so excited to go home" Kara Aston awed at the idea of going back to Cali.

We have been in the same college and classes til this day and I thank her for being there for me. "Let's pack!" I grinned and both of us sashayed to the exit for our dorm room.

"Happy to finally meet Jake again?" She asked.

"Not so much" I seriously answered. I'm not the kind of girl to swoon and tail my boyfriend anywhere he goes. The fact that we will have summer together is a good thing but not where I go super gaga. Never have I said 'I love you' to him and he didn't either. We both know that there are deeper attachment to the word than it appears to be.

Jake was a typical player you see in movies and read in books. I honestly accept the fact that he might find someone more pretty as I do and leave me, at first I loathe over him - bullying lower classmen and stuffs isn't my thing for cool and hot - but he became really adorable and loving that my iron heart melted not much that it depended on him rather warm enough to entertain the funny jock.

There is this thing that made me who I am, I pretend not to have a heart just to protect myself. Call me selfish, I won't mind because the first and foremost defect of humans is selfishness. You wouldn't get hurt and feel the burning pain of misery when all you have is a stone heart, isn't it?

"Come on Emery, he is quite getting honest of his feelings for you" Kara persuaded. She is a peacemaker. This girl amuse me with her loving warmth and it is consistent, Kara indeed is a kind hearted being that is sometimes funny.

The dormitory appeared in view and we climb the front stairs, "You can't say that. Jake is Jake. A player will always be a player unless I think otherwise"