just a bet?

wake up sunshine

Emma Pov
6:30 am
I roll over, hearing the sound of my alarm beeping through my room. After sitting in my bed for ten more minutes, contemplating life decisions, I get up heading to my closet. I decide to actually, try and look good today. (a/n: not saying Emma is not pretty, she's gorgeous)

I look through my clothes and finally pick out a yellow crop top with high waisted mom jeans. Fun, I know. I go to my bathroom and decide to leave my hair down and curl the ends. Surprisingly, it looks good. I look good today.

I walk downstairs and grab a coffee and head out the door.

20 mins later
I make it to school without crashing my car, surprisingly. I get out, grabbing my bag and shutting the door behind me softly. I walk to the front doors of my school and head to my locker and proceed to get all my books for all my periods. After arriving at my locker, Jasmine walks up to me, along with my other bestie, Bailey.

"Hey girlies!" I shout waving at them as the get closer to me. They finally reach me and respond with "Hey gurlie!!" They look at each other realized they said that in sync. We all laugh. It's 7:00am, I never thought I would be laughing this early.

"What's your first period?" Bailey asks me, pulling out her schedule. "Oh I have French." I say. "Oh darn I have Spanish." Bailey says.

"I have German." Jasmine laughs, "only we would have different classes."

*5 min bell rings*

"Oh bye guys I don't wanna be late! Bye!" I say walking to French. Why did I have to choose French. Only my dumb brain would. I laugh at my inner thoughts.

I make it to French and see there is a seating chart on the board. Great. I look for my name to find out I'm next to Ethan motherfucking Dolan. Great. Only I would get seated by the biggest fuckboy at school. Yay for me. I sit down at my assigned seat. I start a conversation with Hannah, the only other girl in this class that is actually interesting enough to talk to. Then, I see him, he walks in. Oh god, send help.

Ethan Pov
"Come on Grayson! You should've brought that girl home last night!" I yell to him still disappointed by the fact he didn't. I look at my shit of a schedule, not caring about it one bit.

"What do you have for first Grayson?" I ask. He looks at his schedule. "Gym." He sighs. "Thank god. I though I was gonna have to sit through a boring French class or some shit." He says. I look at him with dull eyes. "Grayson. I literally have French."

"Oh shit." He says laughing. "Okay I gotta go bye!" He yells running outside to gym class. I make my way to this shitty French class. Why the fuck did I pick this again? Oh yeah, because I give zero fucks.

That's when I walk in and look at the schedule. I sit beside Emma Chamberlain, huh, never heard of her. I look at her, woah, she is FAR from my type. What the fuck is she wearing? Egg yolk? That shit is too yellow.

I sit down and her cheeks flush a deep red. Hmm, I wonder why. Oh well. After one hour of complete shit I don't understand, class is over and we all make our way to our lockers.

Grayson is at my locker already. He is sweating from head to toe. "Holy shit Grayson!! Your fucking dying!" I joke.
"Bro you think I didn't notice?" We laugh.
"Hey," He starts, "you got any hot chicks in your class?"

I look up at him. "Not hot but decent." I respond. "Who?" He asks. "This chick named Emma Chamberlain." I gesture to her across the hall. "Bro." He says.

"Yeah?"
"I bet you money you won't be able to fuck her before prom."
"Grayson, you got a bet."