The Emma way or the highway.

Chapter Nine grinches

I know, I know, its getting annoying- me saying thanks for how ever many reads I get; But i can't help it. You guys are the best! Thanks for reading this poorly written book, and showing your support. Since all the support i made this chapter longer. lov yaxxx

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So I guess me and Grayson are dating.

At least I think. Well after I said, "Can you be the butter to my egg roll." he said, "yes, but only if your the bigger sppon." So that means we are dating right?

How he fuck would I know, I've been single for my whole life. I have no idea hoe- I mean how relationships work. I'm as clueless as Micheal Scott knowing what a surplus is.

(For all you hoes who watch The Office. A little throwback. 10/10 show)

I have no idea what to do.

When do we hold hand? Do we sit together at lunch? How will I tell people?

Fuck your stupid Emma, Just tell people normally.

I'm over thinking everything, I just need to go with the flow.

(Insert period joke right here) lol. Don't get triggered.

Its 5 am in the morning and I'm just laying in bed; playing back yesterday's events. You're probably thinking- "You're one of those hoes who reads texts over again, remembering the good ol' days." And To be completely honest I am. Because I'm sentimental and shit. I like to hold on to memory's, which I why I have 8,000 pictures on my phone.

After replaying yesterday in my head about another 69 times, I finally get my ass up and get ready. I decide to call my best freaking friend in the world. Weston. He's not gay I promise.

"Hey Shittard you're coming with me today. Get ready I will be stopping by your house in 30 mins." I tell him "Emma stop being needy, Its not a good look." He remarks back into the phone. "Hurry get up sleepy head, early bird gets the worm." I say cheery. "Fine but you have to tell me more on your boy toy when you get here." He says and my cheeks heat up. "Boy toy huh. I wonder what I could do with this Boy toy of mine." I say with a smirk. "You're officially gross Emma, God my Christian ears are burning." He says with disgust laced into his voice. "Whatever, get up lazy ass." I scream into the phone and hang up.

Once I'm up, I get ready and all that other shit. I put my clothes because no one likes a naked shister. I'm all for freeing the nipple but not today folks. I go and wash my face and then take a long ass piss. Lol srry, I have to be lady like. -I had to take a tinkle in the washroom.

Then I make my way down stairs to see my mom making me breakfast. What is she doing up so early? Its only 5:30 am. "What are you doing Mom?" I ask questionable. "Oh nothing honey, I just wanted to go on a jog this morning and I heard you talking, so I decided to make you breakfast." she says joyfully. "Thanks Mom." I say as she hands me a bowl of fruit salad. Then she goes to the coffee press and passes me a Iced Almond milk Latte.

Okay so Almond Fucking milk lattes, deserve a freaking paragraph because of how much I love them. Like I would take a bullet for a Iced Almond milk latte. I would travel 2,000 miles just to have a cup of this shit. Like fucking sign me up for My Strange Addictions because bitch I'm ready to go. This crap is like cocaine for me. You will find me In my room moaning Almond Lattes. jk. But no seriously, there the shit.

Okay, okay sorry for my rant. After I finish my fruit salad I go and thank my mom. Then I head out the door, making my way to Weston's house. Weston lives about two block from me so as little fetuses we would always walk to each others house's.

Once I get there, I open the door not even knocking because of how well our family's know each other. I go into the living room and scream "Whats up fuckers." Lol jk.

I walk upstairs into Weston's room and find him in the bathroom. I lay on his bed and wait till he gets out. He's probably taking a shit right now. lol. I go on my phone searching through all the niche accounts, interested in the content, when I see the door swing open. (You thought her was going to be naked huh. shame on you.) "Hey Em, give me a second. I just need to put on some sunblock and we can go." He tells me. "Is your mommy making you wear sunblock huh." I tease him. "No Emma, I burn easily, gosh." He says defensive.

We both go down stairs and Weston says good bye to his parents, then we leave.

We get into Weston's car and drive off. He doesn't even ask me where we are going because he already know's. Its a cute coffee shop that is our little get away from the world.

It's called Philz coffee.