Plummeting Skies

Chapter 1

Through chaos as it swirls, it's us against the world. ~ Coldplay

Listen to "Clean" by Taylor Swift🎵

I walk towards my house trying not to kick the stones that lie on the road. The soft, cool breeze brushes past my hair bringing relief from the hot weather. I open the side gate, greeted  by my labrador who has a messy yellow coat, stained with mud- must have dug up another flower. I twist the keys in the keyhole, as my dog rushes in without any consideration after stamping my foot. I threw on some casuals and looked outside. I've always loved where my house was. It lied at the end of the road and had a huge frontyard. My mother worked pretty hard to get that perfect tropical but elegant twist to her garden. That was before we got Bat - Named after Batman- my labrador I mentioned earlier.

I plugged in the charger of my laptop and took to the internet. Bat jumped on the couch as I went to the kitchen and grabbed a coke can to sip on. Thought some chips would go nicely with the coke. While petting Bat, I logged on Facebook to check my photography page, but my messenger was swarmed with messages. Shit. Of course. Obviously, after today's incident, I should expect nothing else. Nonetheless, I clicked on the most prominent name on the chats; Ryan Collins.

Ryan Collins : Wat d hell happnd 2day?

Emma Alison: a disagreement, thats wat.

Ryan Collins : youve GOT 2 b kidding me. About wat?? Kylie stole ur One Direction poster?

Emma Alison: oh so i take it u had an errand at recess?

Ryan Collins: come on. Just TELL me.

Emma Alison: Call me. It's too long to type.

Ryan Collins: \ (^ _^) /

*Ryan Collins was online 1 minute ago*

My news feed gets inturrupted with my ringtone. "Hello?" A familiar voice replies, "Are you going to tell me what happened?" I finally give in. "Kylie has a temper. I told her I'm busy and won't be free for two days. And for that she blew a fuse. She was not letting me finish but kept saying 'I am listening!' God, I'm telling you, she gets pissed off whenever I go against her bidding if you know what I mean."

"I can't relate, but I guess I get you. I never thought she would be like that. She's fine with me."

"That's because she knows I'm if she knows someone well."

"Said who?"

"Said Kylie!"

"She actually told you that? Wow. When you thought you knew a person well."

"And she made this big scene in the middle of the most popular corridor in the entire block."

Ryan chuckles," Well, no wonder because everyone was talking about it during the last period. Was it really that big a deal?"

"Must have been because everyone was whispering and pointing. God, why does it have to be so dramatic for me."

" Dude, just relax. We can sort it out tomorrow. Do something else."

Leave it to Ryan to be the most optimistic and chirpy in any histrionic situation. I sigh,"What can I do?"

"Listen to some Beyoncé or Taylor Swift or whatever girls listen to when they're pissed."

"Yeah, whatever." I smiled.

I sipped my coke and listened to what he had to say. After what it seemed to be five minutes turned out to be half an hour.
"Hey, man I'll see you tomorrow. I've got some friends to see."

Ryan, in an inquisitive tone, replies "You've got other friends? Who are they?"

" Oh just Joey, Rachel, Monica, Ross, Phoebe and Chandler."

Sarcastically he gives a shout out to my 'FRIENDS pun' and hangs up the phone.

That evening I talk to my parents about what happened and just laughed and said what a ridiculous thing to be so worked up about.
Dad chuckles,"This is so silly to fight and be upset about."

"I'm not upset!", I shout.

Mom disagrees, "Your face says another story. Let's get this out of your system by having ice cream, hmm?"

I rushed to the kitchen and enjoyed the last few licks of my popsicle, before Bat jumped and finished off my delight to all it's glory.    
 
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This chapter is just the introduction to what Emma has to face, and I promise that there's more to come.
With love,
Shweta.