𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 ( 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 )

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

IT WAS A LITTLE AFTER NOON on a Saturday as Emberly sat on the couch her attention on the tv in front of her playing re runs of  Fresh Prince of Bel- Air. She was bored out of her mind with nothing to do. Since she only had two friends she hung out with and they were both preoccupied today, she was spending her day with the tv. 

She heard from Olivia earlier in the morning, telling her that she and Layla had a school project to work on and they were partners. She wished Olivia luck because she knew the tension would be awkward. On another hand she was glad it wasn't her because she didn't know how she would get through a day working with Layla. 

"Emberly there's someone here for you!" Evelyn called out from the front door. 

Emberly looked towards the front door, confused as to who would be there for her. There wasn't many people she hung out with, and most people if they wanted to reach someone they would call or text. 

She placed the remote down on the couch getting up and walking towards the door where her Evelyn stood with it open. "Who is it?" She asked as Evelyn moved out of the way. She pulled the door open wider revealing the Baker twin that she disliked. 

 "It's you." Emberly says annoyance in her voice rolling her eyes.

"Hey." Jordan spoke. 

"He's all yours." Evelyn  walks away from the door. 

"The last person I would expect to see here, is you. You couldn't have called or texted like a normal person?" Emberly asked. 

At the moment Jordan was number one on her shit list. When she heard that after the booster party a couple weeks ago that Jordan had given Chatworth the tip about Spencer, she could have exploded. It took everything in her to not snap on him, trying to remember that this was between the boys and not her. 

"Would you have answered if I did?" 

"Probably not. You're still blocked." 

"Listen. I need a favor from you." 

"Jordan Baker asking a favor from me? This is interesting." Emberly says. 

"I need you to come to Crenshaw with me." Jordan tells her.

"Crenshaw?" Her brows furrowed. "Why would you go there? And why do I need to come with you." 

"I need to go to Spencer's house."

"Spencer's house? Jordan, I swear to god if you're going there to--"

"It's not like that. You really have to  jump to the worst of me?" 

"Well, given your childish behavior lately, yes. Why are you going to Spencer's?" Emberly asked. 

"Dad says we need to bond as a team. So since Spencer already knows how everything is in Beverly basically. I figured why don't I go to Crenshaw and try to learn things from there?" Jordan says.

"You wanna learn how things are in Crenshaw? That sounds like a joke." Emberly says beginning to close her door but Jordan pressed his hand on the door pushing it back open.

"I'm serious, okay? You know how much football is to me. And what kind of team am I captain of if I don't get along with my teammates? There's no drama or anything. I'm really trying to make an attempt here to start things over with me and Spencer. And since you and him are... friends. I need your help." Jordan explains. 

Emberly hated that her heart was so soft. As much as she would have liked to slam the door in Jordan's face and tell him to figure it out on his own, it was very clear he needed her help. And that was something new because Jordan Baker never asked for help from anyone unless it had something to do with a party.