Another Chance

Chapter 6

A/N: hello. Sorry if my stories don't have alot of detail. I'm horribly at decripsion. But I really hope that your enjoying this weird story :3 but yeah. Love you guys.
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Emily's p.o.v:

Today the guys wanted to walk me around London. Show me all the cool things, and all the bad things I guess. I don't know, thier idea.
I sit down on my bed, playing with my laptop. Since Christmas was only 1 week away, I decided to search presents for the boys.
Suddenly the urge for coffee risen, so I headed to the kitchen.
Dad was in the living room on his laptop. I wonder if he searching for presents too.
"Hey," I say, jumping right next to him, "what's up?"
He jumps a little, "oh hey," he closes his laptop, "nothing."
"oh," I just shrug, "well I'm gonna make some coffee. Want some?"
He nods, and then goes back to his laptop.
"Oh, it's gonna be a little chilly. So wear something warm, kay?"
"Kay."
I head to the kitchen. I reach my hands out infront of me, just so I didn't run into kitchen door.
Luckily, I didn't.

    I quickly make the coffee, and add the suger.
I grab tge mugs and leave the kitchen. I hand him his cup, him thanking me.
   
I head back to my room, and try to decide what to wear. Something warm he says.
I spot out a perfect warm outfit (above). I guess this is okay.
I grab the outfit, a towel, and jump in the shower. I finish washing up, and get dressed. Brushing my hair and teeth.
I add some make-up, but this time no eyeliner, just mascara and chapstick.
As I am in my room, I set my camera up, then start recording.
"Hey guys, it's Emily! And I'm just doing a quick update. London has been so amazing. Dan and Phil are gonna take me out to veiw London today, so this video's gonna be fast."
As I am talking Toto walks in.
He meows and jumps up on the bed.
"Oh yeah," I pick him up, "this is Toto. Dan and Phil got him for me. They came up with the name though. I couldn't think of anything to call him."
He starts to squirm, "okay okay,"
I place him on the ground, "well that's all I have. If you liked this video leave a thumbs up, and don't forget to subscribe. Thanks for watching, and bye!"
I end the video, and edit it real quick.
I upload the video, then put the laptop away. I grab my bag and head out of my room

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"Truth or dare?" I ask Dan.
"Are we really playing this?"
"Yep" I reply.
"Fine. Truth."
"Dad, truth or dare?" I say switching to Phil.
We had stopped for ice cream and I was trying to pass time.
"What?" Dan says, confused, "You asked me?"
"You're boring." I state.
"Am not." He whines.

Phil was laughing, and patting Dan on the head.
"Be more daring, and I won't call you boring."
"That's not fair," he argues, "truth is way more fun."

"No it's not." Phil buts in.
I laugh and eat some of my ice cream. "I'm just kidding Dan."
"I know."
"Really? You knew I was joking?"
"no." He admits.

I take another bite of the chocolate ice cream. I suddenly look up to see a cute boy.
He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He had glasses on his face, but he seemed like the person to have brown eyes.
Dan must have caught me dozing, 'cause he turns to see the boy.
"Emily, your dripping." Phil says.
I look down to see ice cream on my shirt.
"Damn.." I chuckle quietly.
"Hey Em?" Dan says.

"What?"
"Truth or dare?" He asks.
"Dare." I reply, " 'cause I'm not boring."
Him and Phil laugh, then whisper in each others ears.
"I dare you to walk over to that boy, and introduce yourself."
"What?"
"We said, we dar-"

I cut him off, "no I heard you. But I just spilled ice cream on me."
"You have a jacket."
"But I don't know him."
"I'll give you 20 bucks." Phil joins.
"Deal!"

I drop my ice cream in the trash, and walk over to him. He was one inch taller than me, but size doesn't matter. Right?
Oh god he's with his friends. I cover up my shirt, and the old ice cream stain. If I imbaress myself, I swear I'm gonna cry.
I breath. Wait does my breath stink? Do I look pretty enough? Looks shouldn't really matter right? Right.
It was until then I had relized that I was behind him. Like I predicted, brown eyes.
"um," he turns around. His more cute upclose.
"Hello." He says in a british accent, "Do you need anything?"
"um, I just wanted to um," I laughed quietly, "introduce myself."
"oh," he laughs a little.
My smile falls, he relizes and worries.
"Oh no, please don't be sad." He says.
"I'm not sad."
"okay then... Um what's your name then?"
His friends laugh and make me feel insecure all of a sudden, "Emily. Yours?"
"Brandon, well I have to go. It was nice meeting you Emily." He says smiling.
God that smile just shot me.
"Yeah same." I say smiling back.
"Lets exchange numbers?"
He, pulls out a pen and peice of paper. I stutter again, "uh, yeah. Yeah of course."

We exchange numbers and then part ways.
The boys are laughing and looking at me weirdly.
"Are you okay love?" Phil asks.
"yeah I guess," I punch them both in the arm. They whine in pain, "But it's your turn next."
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