I never knew what life is like on the outside. The only thing I did was, go to school, get bullied, have boring lessons, have the longest breaks with no one to sit with and come back home.
It got better when I met a friend in sixth grade. He does Science with me. We were partners for this one assignment. He knows almost everything about science. He's cute, he wears glasses. Blond hair, blue eyes. He's tall, slim. He is what they call a geek. I never knew what that meant. But he seems okay with that word. He was my best friend since then.
The problem is, the more i hung out with him, the more i got bullied. At once, he pushed me away because he thinks they are doing this because of him. Truth is, they've been doing this way before we were friends.
I just got used to this. He didn't believe anything I said.
"Are you sure you want me to come over to your house?" Simon asked after school.
One thing i noticed about Simon when i asked him to come over to my home, he starts panicking. Today i wasn't going to take no for an answer. I dragged him to his father's Audi car and knocked on the window. Slowly, the window slid down.
"Hi Mr Wilson, sorry to interrupt you, but i would like it if Simon visits my home."
Mr Wilson looked at Simon, who looked at me. I didn't know his dad that much, so i couldn't predict his answer. Times like these, i wished i could read people's mind like Edward Cullen in Twilight.
Just as i was looking at him, i heard something. This girl is weird. Why is he friends with her? Oh well!
I looked around us just in case i missed someone. I looked at Simon. He was looking at me, confused. I looked at his father. He looked once again at his wrist watch.
"Sure, why not? Quiet frankly, i am going to be late for my meeting. Simon, you okay with this?" He looked at his son.
Simon nodded.
"Very well then, I'll see you later."
We went back to the school lot. My transport just arrived. Simon's eyes popped when he saw me heading that way.
"Is... Is that your ride?"
I flushed and nodded. I hated it when people think that I'm the president's daughter. I climbed in at the back of the Limo. Simon followed.
"Afternoon, Miss Jam- Emily," Greg smiled apologetically at me. He always does this. He saw Simon coming in.
"Afternoon, Mr...?"
"Wilson. Simon Wilson." Simon replied, still looking at the limo.
"Greg, Simon's coming with us." I told him.
"Certainly."
He started the car. It is a twenty minutes drive home. Simon was boasting about how he's going to tell his brother, Thomas, about this car.
"What was that about, Emily?" Simon asked me when he saw that i wasn't paying attention. I looked at him.
"What are you talking about Simon?" I knew what he was asking for. I just couldn't tell him.
"I don't know, you looked like you saw something. Did my dad scare you that much?" he knocked my elbow playfully.
"No. He was fine. I was fine." I told him, with a smile that i thought didn't manage to convince him. Still don't believe you. I heard that thing again. I looked around. Greg saw me and smiled, just a tiny smile.
"You okay there Lady?"
I nodded, looking down.
"See! This is what you did when we were talking to dad. What's going on Emily?"
"Nothing." I mumbled.
He didn't buy it. As always. That's one thing i hate about Simon. You can't lie to him. He can see right through you.
"Lets try again. What happened back there? And here?"
"Simon Wilson, there is nothing wrong with me. I'm fine. I didn't see any ghosts or any dragonfly. This is me having a bad day, that's all. Now stop with all the Interrogation. I'm a bit worked up here, okay?"
I looked at him, waiting for any protests that he might be planning. He was deep in thoughts. I looked at Greg. He was also looking at me. I looked down.
"Hey, Greg. Can I please have my phone?"
"Sure Em," he handed the phone to me. I checked for any messages. None. As usual. Maybe it's tim-. I looked up at Greg. He frowned. Probably deep in thoughts. I swear to God, I heard him talking. This is not the first time I hear people's voices in my head. There's got to be something wrong with me.
IT IS TIME, EMILY!!
I screamed. The car stopped, possibly in the middle of the road. Something crashed from behind. All was black.
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I Didn't Know I Was A Supernatural!
Paranormal'I read the books and they come to life. I must be R.L.Stine.' Emily's life is turned upside down when she's found by the Creator's most delicate creatures of Heaven. The Angels She's a secret to them. She's not like them, but...she is like them. H...
