𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙 | 𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕞𝕒

two

song of the chapter-
90210- blackbear

~emma~

yesterday went by extremely fast. faster than normal. probably because grayson and i had the most fun we've had all summer.

but now today's the first day of school. i was slightly excited to go to school. mostly because i'll see ethan on a daily basis. not that i don't do that anyway.

what sucked about my school is that they have uniforms and they aren't exactly fashion forward. but they were a bit care free for what we paired it with—at times.

i wake up and throw on my forest green short sleeve quarter button up, dark grey business-like pants, a white tie, and black flats. i decide to leave my hair down as i was to tired to try and style it.

i admire myself in the mirror as my body has changed a lot this summer. i actually had dimension instead of a rectangle. it also could be that i started cheerleading too.

the clothes that the school give us are just garbage. i mean why can't we just express ourselves the way we want? it's so frustrating.

with one more look, i just give up and go to grab my things.

*rip*

oh shit.

oh my god!

"no no no! not today! no!" i say to myself, knowing that my pants just ripped.

oh. my. god.

i hear a loud honk come from the front drive way. that means grayson's here and he's waiting for me.

why did this literally have to happen on the first day of school?!

gray keeps honking as i run to my closet to grab my other pair of school pants. but they're no where to be seen.

"DAD?! WHERE ARE MY OTHER PAIR OF SCHOOL PANTS?!" i yell while searching vigorously through my closet, with continuous honking in the background.

"THEY'RE AT THE CLEANERS!" he yells in response. of course.

*HONK HONK!!*

i thought i had nothing else until i reach the end of my closet rack and find my ninth grade skirt. this will have to do.

i quickly change and see that they are deffffffinitely way too short. but i have to deal with it. i had nothing else to wear.

"here goes nothing" i whisper to myself and head out my bedroom door and down the stairs quickly grabbing a piece of bread and a couple strawberries.

as grayson's still honking for me, and probably furious that i'm making the both of us late, i quickly stop by my dad and little bro to say bye.

"bye dad! by barry!" i say pulling down my skirt.

my dad nearly chokes on his water when he sees the ridiculous skirt i'm wearing.

"em.." he says in a disapproving tone.

"dad i'm sorry, my pants ripped! and this is all that i have left!" i say.

"i guess i can make a run by the cleaners and drop them off at school." he says with a shake of his head.

"oh my god that you thank you thank you!" i say hugging him and my brother.

"HONK HONK!!!!!"

"okay gray's been waiting for a while, see you guys later!" i say running out the door.

as i finish my food i brush the crumbs off my shirt and hands and run up the driveway trying to hold down my skirt as much as possible.