One Girl, Two Boys

I didn't write this story

Acknowledgement for the writer of this story.

I would like to get it to you that I did not write this story. First things first, I would like to acknowledge my friend, Chorks, for writing this story. (This is Chorks first story.) Just for the fun of it, I edited the story and insisted that I would publish it on wattpad.

She started writing this story this year(2017) actually and said that it was going to be a really long story but she ended up writing a short one XD

I CANT FIND MY NUTELLA!

I honestly don't think this story will get many reads :(

This is a classic story everybody knows about. That love triangle. Chorks is practically in love with them. Who doesn't like a little bit of romance I guess ;)

Oh and don't mind if the girl looks a bit like Annabeth Chase from the Percy Jackson series because Chorks is obsessed with the series. Whoever ships Annabeth and Percy comment 'Percabeth!'

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~Emma~

"Emma, wake up!" Mom called from downstairs. I groaned and rolled over, smartly falling off my bed and landing on the floor with a loud, painful thud. Standing up drowsily, I walked towards the bathrooms.

Thinking today would be just like every other boring day, I grudgingly got ready to start the day.

~Julian~

*Beep* *beep* *beep* my alarm sounded. I woke up with a large goofy grin on my face (okay, maybe I didn't. I woke up with a groan and had to wait for fifteen minutes before the large goofy grin crept up on me but let's just pretend I woke up with a large goofy grin). Today, it would be my first day in Emma's school.

We were neighbours and had known each other since we were five. Those years in England were amazing, at least until she became fourteen and her parents shipped their entire family to new York.

I could still remember that day. She gave me a gentle and shy kiss on my cheek while placing an envelope in my hands that later explained everything. She soon disappeared just like that the wind, without a trace, leaving me standing alone at the side of the suddenly desolate dusty tar road.

I had been utterly depressed then.

Thankfully, my grandmother came to my rescue and worked her magic, somehow managing to convince my parents to send me to New York to board at Riverville High, Emma's school with something along the line of learning how to be more independent.

I just cant wait!