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EMMA pulled into the high school lot there her sister, Abby was waiting to be picked up. "Hey," Emma greets Abby with a smile as Abby hoped in. She slams the door causing Emma to flinch. "Hey," Abby slumps in her seat. She had her arms crossed and she didn't look happy.
"You okay?" Asks Emma slowly.
"Just fine," she mumbles angrily.
"Are you sur-"
"I'm Fine!" Abby's outbrust made Emma go quiet real quick. Emma looked confused why was she acting this way? Did she do something? Nothing she can recall at least, she hopes she didn't do anything. "Can we just go home?" She asks slumping in her seat even more and she's mumbling it, her dull eyes looking forward, anywhere but her.
"Sure," Emma squeaks driving them home. The ride was silence and the tension was very unsettling for Emma. She had never seen Abby is such a bad mood, she wish she could make things better. And Abby had never slash out on her like that, no one really does or has knowing sentative she is. Abby felt bad but she was too moody to deal with her over sentative sister right now.
They pull into the house and get out of the car. Abby rushes in with Emma close behind. "Mom are you okay? I heard what happen," Emma heads for her mom and dad.
"I'm fine, sweetheart, just feeling a bit flushed," says Sheila.
"Okay well I'm going to be study, if you need me," says Emma going to her room. Joel and Sheila didn't know what was going on with Sheila but they didn't want to worry Emma when she does so much already. Then there's rocks thrown at her window, which started her. She turned to her window in time to see another rock be thrown. She huff annoyed. She gets up and storms to her window, who in the right mind would be throwing rocks at her window?
She opens her window, as a rock hits her head. "Ow! Fuck!" She cursed.
"Oh shit sorry Em," Emma looks down and sees a sorry pale Thomas.
"Thomas? What the hell are you doing?" She asks rubbing her head.
"Uhhh you see I wanted to know, I know if you uhhhh," he was blushing as Emma gave him a look.
"Yes?"
"I wanted to know if you would like to go out sometime?" He asks.
"What like a date?"
"I mean, I mean if only you want to cause you know-"
Emma chuckles, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. She smiles, a slight pink. "You know you're the first boy who's asked in such a great way," she says pointing to her head.
