Emma...
I'm Emma Lee Jones. Haha, get it? My name is supposed to be pronounced like "EMILY", but everyone just calls me Emma.
I'm the most boring person that someone will ever meet. I never do anything interesting. I'm, just a girl.
My mother is annoying. She neglects me, but only talks to me when she wants me to do something for her. She's usually out drinking or doing drugs with her friends and so called "boyfriend". Huh. More like asshole.
My father died. Plane crash. He was on a business trip and didn't show up at the airport when my mother and I went to go pick him up.
Ginger is my sister, she's like 14. Just like any little sister, she's annoying. My mother came up with the brilliant name after her hair color. Ginger's hair is red. Wow. My mother is so creative.
Kian. He's my bestfriend. I love him to death and can tell him everything. And no, I don't like him. He's one of the very few people I trust. The other person is Ginger.
Jc. Asshole.
It's 6am when my mother wakes me up. I get up and stretch out my arms and just sit on my bed and look out the window. It's cloudy. My favorite kind of days.
"Emma, go get milk. We don't have any and I need milk for my vodka." My mother says obviously drunk even though it's so early in the morning.
"Whatever." I say.
I get up and put on a black shirt, sweatpants, and slides. I leave my hair as it is, put on my grey sweatshirt and leave my house. I walk to the grocery store since it's only down the street from my house.
My mother does this often and most of the time, I like it. I get to look around and take in new things I've never noticed before, it's relaxing.
I walk up the grocery store parking lot and see about 2 cars there. I walk inside and hear a ching that rings every time someone walks into the store. I walk over to the dairy section and get the milk. I then walk to the only cash register open. The cashier has kind of bushy, curly, brown hair and is wearing a snapback. He is standing there on his phone.
I walk up and put the milk on slidey thing and wait for him to scan it, but he doesn't notice me. I clear my throat to see if he notices me now. He does, but not in the nicest way.
"Sorry, we're closed. And to buy milk, you need money. You also need to get out before the police come. You should know that there are no homeless allowed in here." He says not looking up and me, only to look at my outfit and laugh.
I take out $60 and put it on the little table in front of him.
"Oh." Is all he could say.
"First of all, It's early in the morning and I'm not going to deal with this bullshit. Second, I'm not fucking homeless, you asshole, and third, if you don't get me this fucking milk now, my crazy of an alcoholic mother will fucking kill me. Got it? Now let me pay for this fucking milk." I say angrily.
"Damn, you some feisty chick." He says finally scanning the milk.
Ignoring his comment, I pick up the milk.
I walk towards the door and while leaving I scream, "GO FUCK YOURSELF."
I get home and see my mother pacing around the living room.
"What the hell took you so long?" She asks.
"The cashier was being annoying." I say.
She tries to grab the milk, but I pull it away on time.
"GINGER!" I scream.
She rushes down the stairs in her skinny jeans and purple shirt. She loves October weather.
"Did you eat breakfast yet?" I ask. She shakes her head. "Would you like cereal?" I ask again. she nods.
I walk into the kitchen with her and my mother following me. I get 2 bowls, for my sister and I, and pour milk into them. I then give the rest to my mother.
"Go have fun getting wasted." I say while she leaves the kitchen and into the basement which is "OFF LIMITS" for Ginger and I. After we finish our breakfasts, we hear the bus. We grab our things and leave the house at 7:20.
"Off to hell." I whisper to myself as I get into the bus.
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