A Shadowing Secret

My Second Worse Nightmare

I stared at it on the couch and it stared back at me. I stood there, frozen to the spot with my helmet, elbow pads, and knee pads in one hand and my skateboard in another. We stared at each other as if we saw a nightmare. I've already seen my nightmare, I lived it in fact. Something clicked in me then I broke the gaze and looked at the kid that had dragged me in here.

"Have a seat, anywhere really." The kid said.

"I'm not going to sit down with a bloody leg." I replied.

"Suit yourself." The kid left and then Lucas looked at me.

"Bloody leg?" Lucas asked me.

"Yeah. Your fans decided to push me off my skateboard while on a half pipe while in mid-air." I replied.

"Wow. They really are fans."

"No, they just decided to scream your name randomly and push a girl off her skateboard. That's not called a fan." I replied sarcastically.

"Look, I know you don't like me-"

"This is going to get us nowhere." I said cutting him off.

"Let me finish?"

I sighed. "Continue."

"I know you don't like me, but let me try to show you the real me."

"I met the real you when you almost ran me over with your skateboard."

"Fine, be stubborn."

"Gladly." I continued to stand there waiting for that kid to get back out here so I could leave. He walked out with a first aid kit. "You seriously have a first aid kit?"

"Yeah, incase Lucas gets hurt while on stage." He replied.

"Aw, are you to weak to handle it?" I asked in a baby voice.

"You were the one came here to get help." Lucas shot back.

"I was the one who was planning on walking it off."

"Then why'd you come over here?"

"Because this little stubborn skater boy over here wouldn't let me walk it off."

"I'm not stubborn!" The kid told me.

"Umm, I hate to say this, but you kind of are Carson." Lucas said agreeing with me. That only made me more mad.

"I don't need you to agree with me." I harshly told him.

"Why?" They asked in unison.

"I'm still mad at you from this morning." I replied.

"Why?" Lucas asked.

"You almost ran me over with your skateboard!"

"Oh yeah."

"Ok, I found what I need to bandage you up, so come on." Carson told me.

I cleaned up my leg while Carson helped me wrap it. Lucas just stood by watching us. Carson wrapped it with this white bandage that had to wrap around my leg. I couldn't help but notice that I was actually in the same room as Lucas Gray and one of his friends. If I told anybody about this, then they would automatically label me as a liar. Not like I'll ever be going back to that school. Nope, I have to move to Los Angeles.

"All done." Carson announced.

"Great. Thanks Carson." I looked behind him. "Lucas." It was a little bit mean when I said it, but I didn't care.

"Umm, I would say your name back to you, but I don't know it." Lucas replied.

"My names Emilia." I told them both. I grabbed my skateboard stuff and walked out the door. I quietly went to the elevator and pressed the button that would take me to my level.

I walked to my suite and set my stuff over in my room, grabbed an apple then headed out the door. I bit into the apple as I headed for the elevator. I almost ran into Aiden when I turned the corner. He looked up at me and I so hoped that he didn't look down at my leg.

"Hey." I winced when I put my weight on my wrapped leg.

Shit, and when I just thought of it to!

"What happened?" Aiden asked.

"Long story?" I said it more like a question. even though I shouldn't have.

"Well why don't you tell me all about while we walk to the beach to see your parents?"

"Fine."

I told him all about meeting Lucas Gray and then Carson, and ended with me rudely leaving their suite. We were at the beach that if you were on the top level then you could see us. After I finished then he was quiet.

Aiden started laughing uncontrollably, and once he could control it he told me why he was laughing. "You had to spend about an hour in a room with Lucas Gray!"

"Shut up!" I shouted.

Aiden continued taunting me.

Lucas POV

I went over to my window in my room and looked out at the beach that I had an amazing view of. I saw two people fighting, but I could tell it wasn't for real. Then I recognized who it was, it was Emilia...with some guy. She held an apple in her hand and then she shoved the boy she was with. I watched as he stumbled some and Emilia started running.

I stopped looking out the window and came back to reality. I laid on my bed and sighed. This wasn't going to be a vacation anymore. It was going to be all about Emilia, and getting her to be my fan. I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!" I shouted. Carson walked in and laid down on the bed beside me.

"That girl Emilia seriously doesn't like you." Carson told me.

"I already knew that. She's not a fan either." I earned a questioning look from Carson from saying that. "She told me that she wasn't when I ran into her earlier."

"More like skated." Carson corrected me.

"Shut up." It came out a little bit more harsh than I intended it to come out. "I'm going to get her to be a fan, whether she likes it or not."

"Lucas, don't toy with a girl's emotions. You can get her to hate you even more."

"Carson, I know what I'm doing." I heard my door slam shut and knew that it was Carson. Yeah, so what if he was pissed at me right now? He'll get over it, he always does.

I thought came to my mind.

I knew how to get Emilia to be a fan.

Sorry that this one was a little short. The next one is most likely going to be a bit longer, but no promises. Wish I could promise though, things are just never certain when it comes to writing.

Unwritten Natasha Bedingfield

Song Meaning: Emilia's life is still 'unwritten' , she's still a mystery.

~Boston :D