Chapter 3: Party (Part 1)

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--EM'S POV--

Finding a shirt without the word Pierce the Veil or Sleeping with Sirens was absolutely easy to find. I had two wardrobes. One that consisted of band merch, old and new. And the other one is what a normal teenager would wear, Chuck Taylors' were scattered along the bottom following by the many printed shirts just hanging lazily above. Monique once complimented me about how 'hipster' my wardrobe was considering the lots of hipster signs like 'asdfghjkl;' or 'omfg'. But seriously, I do not do that, I do not text anyone through my phone, yet along even my friends numerous letters of fangirl.

May started throwing several shirts on me and I felt annoyed because I thought to myself 'Hey, that is not your wardrobe' "How many hipster shirts do you have?!" She screamed and I laughed. Awe, May Collins. You have no idea.

"ILY, The City is Ours, OMG Em, what the hell?!" Allie laughed sarcastically. So do they want me in a hipster shirt or make me look all emo just scaring off people at the party?

Just reveal your real self my subconscious retorted.

No.

Yes

No

"Emily" Monique screamed and I jumped up in surprise. Okay, so maybe I should change. One night. Just. One. Night.

I stood up and faced them all three "I will pick a shirt and go to the stupid party," I start "But you must all promise me that I will get, One: A book to bring, Two: I get to act however I will react to the idiots that tease me and Three: You don't own me."

"Fine," Allie said smiling "Josh, Mio and Dean are the idiot trio. They are popular, hot and we really don't want any trouble going on if ever they try to tease you"

"Okay."

I don't know why I agreed to go to the party for the millionth time again but I did pick the perfect shirt to go with to the party

I'm with weirdos

I smirked when I saw Allie's priceless face. She yelled to my face that she was not a weirdo and we all kept laughing at her. She made a rage about she was not a weenie or a weirdo because she cant skip nor act like a weenie. I then told her that she hangs out with weenies so that makes her a weenie. She shut up and practiced skipping put it looked like retard pacing.

And so here I am going down the stairs with light make up, heels from the ever so lovely Allie and the lovely I'm with Weirdos shirt. My dad saw me and looked at me like I was going to tell them that I have just broke the television.

"Going somewhere Emily?" He asked eyeing me from top to bottom. "Um, yeah dad," I replied tugging at the hem of my shirt making the 'weirdo' lettering extend up

"Were-" I was cut off by May's chirpy voice "We are going to Monique's house to have cookies and watch Austin and Ally" She smiled and we all rolled our eyes.

Austin and Ally?!

"Well since you are going to the house all three of you, well I guess there's no change in anything." He said in a parenting/fathery tone. He pushed himself off the countertop and hugged me really, really tight I think I could not have inhaled his whole perfume. He then released me from his death hug and smiled at me. "I wish your mom and I could get things over with".

My small smile turned into a frown and I crossed my arms

"Well I wish you'd just admit that you made the mistake and not her dad," I said in a tone that said 'dont push me to it' "I mean did you have to cheat on her when I was young? When I still thought the world was good did you have to cheat and make me realise the real world is cruel, mean and selfish? Is it because you wanted me to realise at seven years old I had to shed the world because I knew the word real pain? Well i'm sorry to say that dad but its true." And I stormed out of the house. Allie, May and Monique then followed me and wrapped their arms around my back. They knew I couldn't cry, but I was trying to cry. No tears.

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