The boy who sneaks into my bedroom window-ETHMA

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Emma

The girls at school swarmed around the car as Ethan pulled into his parking spot. I internally groaned and had to push past them as they screamed and held there hands out trying to touch ethier  Ethan or Grayson. I find it pathetic, because it is. Or manye it's just that I hate the attention.

If i had a dollor for everytime a girl has asked me to hook them up with my brother or Ethan, due to their so called royalty, I wouldn't be far off royalty myself.  Don't get me wrong, it's not like they hate the attention, infact they love the attention. Me however, hate it. Which is why I keep to myself most of the time.

I am pretty popular, due to the fact my brother is the Grayson Chamberlien, and the fact I'm a pretty well known dancer. Dance is my life, and I've been doing it since I could walk. Most of my life primarily focuses on the beat of mucic, and without it I wouldn't have coped with my dad, and that whole sistuation.

"Emmy" i turned and looked over to see my best friend, AKA my support system. "Hey girl, ever heard of answering your fucking phone" Conner's voice rang through my ears as we entered the building. "Sorry, It took me ages to get out of bed" I told him trying not to sound guilty. 

"Whatever you say bitch-ass"  he replied not noticing the panic that had began to set in, showing through my facial features. "what's your first class?" He said now leaning against my locker, as I took my books out. "social studies" I told him as his eyes fixated behind me. 

"Social studies huh? same" a deep husky voice said from right behind me. I jumped and turned to be met with Ethan. Of course. He laughed at my sudden movement and through an arm around me. I rolled my eyes at him, but still felt myself leaning into him a bit. "Yeah exept your not in my grade" I told him with a smirk, but the playful glint in his eyes was replaced with a sour look. "Don't remind me" He said with a sigh. I shrugged him off, with a confused expression, before Conner dragged me away to class. 

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Ethan

"Mr. Dolan, care to join us?" 

I looked over at Mrs stage from the window as she peered at me through her glasses. "Yeah whatever" I said with slight annoyance. She turned around and continued teaching, not before giving me a glare. 

School itself annoyed me. I've never been good at it, the words all jumbled up and it frustrated me after reading one sentence. Dyslexia can fuck itself. So as I sit in social studies, I stared at the words with an intense stare. It was no use. I looked over at the boy next to me, well his sheet, and quickly wrote down the answer. 

I hated this part of me. Maybe that's why only Grayson, My parents, and my teachers know. I'm an embarrassment. 

I sucked in a large breathe as the bell rang and students pelted at the door, leaving there worksheets at the front desk in a untidy pile. I slowly slummed over and shyly put my paper down. Mrs stage stared down at my paper, then up at me. 

"3 questions" She said whilst holding her stare. I shit her a look and she shook her head at me. "copying Stuart Mcbrian's work will only last so long". I let out a laugh and looked at her. "I can't help it" I replied as she smiled at me, causing more wrinkles to crease her face. She was an old woman, with short born, mostly grey, hair and beading eyes. "I know honey, but you can put in the effort" She said, pushing the paper back over to me. I internally groaned and stuffed the paper into my bag with a sigh. "I'm not asking much Ethan, But you and me both know that 3 questions out of 45 is nowhere near good enough, especially in senior year" I just nodded at here. She was right. 

She smiled at me before I practically ran out the classroom and Into my next class. I arrived at maths in a huff, and tried to walk smoothly to my seat next to Gray. He gave me a slight pat on my back and went back to his work. Luckily the teacher didn't see me and carried on blabbing on about cartesian coordinates. I looked down at the paper and the numbers flew about the place. "What's 3x if X is 2[3x4 cubed]" Grayson whispered over to me quietly and I nodded at him.