My name is Emily. Emily Amanda Emerald. I know such an American name.
I'm sixteen and ready to start high school off in a better way than I did my first two years here I'm a rising junior and just want to finish school off on a good note and with a bang.
I have an older brother who is a senior. He is the typical high school heart throb. Captain of the football team, has a stunning girlfriend, straight A student, and has never gotten in trouble a day in his life. I on the other hand am the opposite in a few ways. I am captain of the varsity soccer team, straight B student, single, and have had a few interactions with the Vice Principal.
With my brother being captain I am known by most of the football team. They always come over on Thursday nights and have a team dinner before Friday night games. I help my mom cook for them. Usually we just create a pizza bar or a taco bar because the guys are always picky. My best friend Sammy comes over and hangs out with the guys with me so I'm not the only girl.
Because our mom is a lawyer, my brother and I are usually home alone due to her traveling to other states or even out of the country. The house never becomes lonely even when she isn't here. She'll leave notes in random places for us to find which gives us something to look forward to when she does leave. And she always plans her work around Jake, my brother, and I's games. My dad passed away three years ago in a car accident. We miss him but we knew he wouldn't want us to live our lives uneventful and always told us to live it to the fullest.
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It's now six in the evening and I'm trying to find what I'm going to wear tomorrow. Struggling to find the right outfit I face time Sammy so she can help me.
"Hey Hoe!"
"Ha ha ha hey Sammy! I need your help with what to wear tomorrow."
"What look are you trying to go for?"
"Comfortable and cute. Got any ideas?"
"Yeah, wear your navy blue shirt from H&M with a matching bralette. Then pair those with black leggings and sandals. BAM!! I'm amazing!!"
"That you are. Thanks Sammy see you tomorrow babe."
"Can you pick me up?"
"Yeah addio!!" (bye in Italian)
I hang up and lay out the outfit Sammy told me to wear. I got ready for bed once I had everything ready for tomorrow and what I needed for classes.
Laying in bed I text Jake goodnight because that's what we've been doing since we got phones. He is on the left wing of the house while I'm on the right. Getting up is too much of an effort for the both of us. Once he responded with a 'goodnight' I turned off my lamp and let sleep take me into its kingdom.
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I woke up to my door creaking open. I didn't move but just a little to see what time it was. My alarm read 3:20 a.m. which is two hours and twenty five minutes earlier than what I sent it at to wake up at. 'Who the hell is in my room!?'
I heard foot steps, no I take that back. I heard multiple foot steps which scared me. I didn't move as they got louder indicating they were getting closer to me. I kept my eyes closed so they didn't know I was awake.
'Jesus how big are these people they sound like a stampede trying to be quiet and failing at it.'
"Dude I can't fucking see anything!" I heard one of them whisper yell.
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أدب المراهقينHave you ever been so close to telling the person you love how you feel about them, but then say nothing at all?