The loud beeping of my alarm woke me up. Groaning, I shut it off quickly and sat up in my bed. Hi, I'm Emily Hansen, I am fifteen years old and a freshman in Edgar High School. I guess I am just your ordinary girl, I have a few close friends, insecurities and fears, but I'll get into that later. I stumbled out of bed and made my way down the hall into my bathroom. I pulled at my hair for a second and sighed. Taking my flat iron out of the drawer, I plugged it in and turned it on. I looked at myself in the mirror. My short brown hair rested on my shoulders, while my bangs came just above my eyelid, I had light brown eyes and fair skin with freckles dotting it. I guess I was pretty...ish. My flat iron beeped and pulled me out of my slight daze. I quickly straightened, tugged and pulled on my hair trying to get it to obey me. After I was finished with my hair, I walked into my room. Grabbing my favorite black tank top, gray off the shoulder shirt that said "forever in my" inside a heart, skinny jeans, glasses and my black UGG boots, I dressed. You might think, "Oh jeez, here is this teenage girl trying to fit in with everyone else". You're probably right, maybe I am trying fit in with everyone else, but I can't. I would love to, but I can't. After I grabbed a banana, I heard my friend Jackie pull up, well her mom anyway. I grabbed my back pack, slung it over my shoulder before walking out the door. As I was saying before, I do have some insecurities and tears, but I have a right to. Two months ago, my mom hung herself and everyone knows, which makes me a little self conscious.
"So Em, ready for another day of hell?" Jackie asks and gets a look from her mom. I just smile and shrug at her. She smiles softly at me, knowing what I am going through. It took barely five minutes to get to the high school, I say thank you to Sandra, Jackies mom and make my way into the school. I feel everyone's eyes on me, but I'm used to it, it's easier to ignore. I make my way to my locker and shove my stuff in and grab my phone and headphones. In some ways I am a teenage girl, as I blast Taylor Swift into my headphones. We usually have at least twenty five minutes for students to wander the building before classes start. What do I do? I go into my algebra teachers room, he's a cool guy and I sorta have a tiny crush on him. Yeah, I know that Inak only setting myself up for hurt and he won't feel the same way, but it can't hurt to try right? Anyway, so I made my way up to his room on the second floor and had to stop myself from smiling as I approached his room. Walking in, I immediately see him sitting at his desk. He looks up at me when I walk in and smiles at me.
"Mornin'" he says and watches sit at my usual desk, right next to his.
"Hi Mr. Collins," I reply casually and look through my music and landing on "LoveGame" by Lady Gaga. An unintentional smirk made its way to her lips. I always though of Mr. Collins when this song came on.
"How are you today?" He asked and turned to face me. I looked up and caught his light brown eyes and sighed.
"You wanna talk in the hall?" Mr. Collins immediately asked. I almost said no, but she would love to talk to someone about my mom and he has asked several hundred times too. I reluctantly agreed and followed him into the empty hallway and leaned against the wall with him several inches away from me.
"I just don't understand," I immediately whimpered and felt really pathetic. He nodded, urging me to continue.
"I don't understand why God has done this to me, I know I have done some things that I am not proud of and do I could only assume that he isn't to proud of me either. I just can't figure out why..." I trailed off, my voice cracking as I leaned my against the white painted bricks, trying to control the tears that threatened to spill.
"I apologize for bothering you with my problems," I sighed and looked into his gold eyes.
"Emily, if I ask you how are you I want to hear what your feeling, what's going on in your life. I want to help you, I want to be able to comfort you. Emily," and the way he said my name made me look into his eyes. He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I had no clue what to do, so I did the best thing I could, I hugged him back. I nestled my face into the crook of his neck and I savored every second of it.
--So, I am a new writer to Wattpad, but not a new reader. I decided to give it a shot. This story, some aspects of it anyway, are based on true events and feelings. Please comment and like?--
