Started With A Dare

Chapter 1

"Ema where are you? You're going to be late!" My mum's frantic voice yells. She always wants everything to be on time.

I was trying to put my hazel brown hair, that currently  looked like a bird's nest, into something a little more presentable for school. I was failing miserably. I wished Jenny, my best friend could be here. She could make my hair flawless in a matter of minutes. I sigh and tie it into a high ponytail. This should do.

I run downstairs and into the kitchen. I grab an apple and kiss my mum's cheek goodbye.

"I'll be back at four okay?" I say as I put my shoes on. My mum, nods in a agreement,  still half - asleep.

I put on my coat and grab my backpack and race down the street. I turn left,  to the  empty bus stop and wait. I instantly regret leaving my gloves at home. Cold surges through me. Its one of the many reasons I don't like winter.

I mean, if you are a little kid, winter must be great. Snowball fights, hot chocolate, and the best part; Christmas and presents.

If you are an adult; cuddling with your love ones,  all the Christmas spirit and seeing your family, must be great.

But if you are a short 16 year old teenager, who has more enemies then friends and is moody...winter tends to not be something you like forward too. Not to mention the pranks Alex will definetely pull.

The red bus comes roaring and then stops right infront of me. I step in and look around hoping to see some of my friends, but the bus is nearly empty.

Obviously.

It's too late. They're all at school by now. I sigh.

I'm going to be late. Not the best thing to do for the first day after winter break.  I walk to my favourite seat, at the back.

It's going to be a tough half term. It's not like I'm struggling at school,  no. I'm actually pretty good at school.

Well except for Physics.

I don't understand that. But that's when Jenny comes, and helps me. I pay her back with Maths.

Before I know it, it's my stop and I get out. I sprint to school. It's all quiet, a sign that all the classes started. This would be the first time I would be late.

What excuse should I make?

I bite my lip nervously. I'm never good at making up excuses. I guess, the traffic was terrible, would have to do.

I run into my classroom, breathing heavily, my cheeks red. I look around looking for my friends,  ignoring the teacher's glare and the stares from my enemies. I wave at Jenny and Grace. The only two boys I talk to  smile at me. I slide down into a seat next to one of my friends, Peter.

"Hey!" He whispers.

"Hey!" I whisper back. I apologise to the teacher, but he ignores me and continues with the lesson.

The lesson slowly passes and when it's break I run to my friends. But before I can get to my friends, Alex steps into my way. He trips me over and and looks down at me with an ugly smirk.

"Oh, clumsy little Ema." A small crowd of friends gather around him. I get up and glare at him. I'm trying to think of a smart remark but nothing comes so I just step up to him, buying myself time. Just when he's about to say something, I have a smart remark on my tongue.

"Oh, stupid, ugly Alex." He looks taken back for a few seconds but then he smirks, covering up his suprise. He just walks off after that and I run to my friends.

"Heya!" They greet me. I pull them into a hug. We talk the whole break, laughing and teasing each other. I think I can feel Peter's eyes on me a few times but I don't look back at him. His look makes me uneasy.

"Oh, by the way, Micheal and me are finally together!" Grace exclaims excitedly. I wave of sadness hits me.

I never felt in love.

I never had the feeling, and never thought somebody would like me. Why was everyone so lucky and I was here just waiting. Waiting to feel something.

I smile though and congratulate Grace.

"That's amazing!" Jenny says.

"Am I suppose to say that's amazing? Am I suppose to say: Oh my gods! I can totally help you out with getting ready on your first date. Like I can do you hair.." Peter mimics a drama queen girl. We all laugh. Peter would always be the one to make us laugh.

The bell rings and I slide back to my seat. Our class teacher comes in, Mrs. Black. She stands in front of the class and calls for us.

"Well hello there, and welcome back!" She says in a cheerful tone.

"Today we have a new student coming, do I expect all of you to be very nice to him." Him. It's a boy. I can't help but feel a small spark of hope,  that the boy might be nice. Nice enough for me to maybe....I'm inturrupted be the door creaking open and a tall boy coming in.

He's not walking slowly, with his head down like usually students would if they were new, but he walks confidently up to Mrs. Black.

He has dark black hair that falls into his dark brown eyes. His dark red lips have a small smile on them but I can tell it's just a fake, polite smile.

My heart races. He seems kind of nice. Mrs. Black talks to us about things but I don't listen, I'm to busy examining the boy. His dark eyes, search through the classroom but they don't stop at anything. 

There's something about him..that pulls me towards him. I don't know what it is, and it might seem crazy but if he is nice enough and a good guy then maybe this might be my first love...

Hope sparkles inside me.

I'm pulled back to reality only when I hear my name.

"Maybe Ema could show you around and be your buddy. She's a very good student and a very nice girl."

The boy's eyes dart to me and our eyes lock.

A/N
Hey there! That was the first chapter done for you! I'm going to work very hard on this story and I hope you'll enjoy it! It won't start of a love story, the romance will come much later!  I'll try an update next weekend okay?
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