~ Measure 10 ~
I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the dresser.
It was a text from my mom.
Emily baby I miss u. Plz come home to talk. Plz?
I shook my head. My phone buzzed again.
Can’t you at least answer me?
I refused to speak to her. She betrayed me. I looked down as my phone rang one last time.
Fine. But if you ever want to come home, we’ll be ready to welcome u back.
I put the phone down and walked away.
That’s where she was wrong.
I no longer had a home.
***
“Missing something?”
I turned to see Dylan standing behind me in the hallway. I turned around to see if he was talking to anyone behind me. He laughed.
“Nope, Emily, I’m talking to you.” he said.
“Me?” I said shyly, “Why?”
He held out a Biology book. I gasped.
“I’ve been looking all over for that!” I said, “Where did you find it?”
“You dropped it when you ran out last night.” he said.
I took the book from his hands and smiled. He was dressed nicely today. He had on a nice hoodie and jeans, and a spotless pair of Jordan’s. What is it with guys and shoes? And they say we’re obsessed…
“Thank you so much for returning it.” I said.
“It was nothing.”
Suddenly the bell rang and I reached down to grab my backpack, but Dylan stopped me.
“May I?” he asked. I was speechless.
“Sure.” I said. He put my backpack over his shoulder and motioned forward. We started walking.
YOU ARE READING
Breaking Emily
Teen FictionEmily Ashton's father walked out on her when she was six years old. He packed up everything, walked down the driveway, and never looked back. Ten years later, Emily's grown into a beautiful flower with one dream: To play the piano. Everything comes...
