Life before

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Emma's personality: funny, brave, smart, likes to carve her own way
Looks: long brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin 5 feetish
Likes: animals, sports (especially basketball) science, she is a total music freak

I'm being shaken awake by my dad because as usual my sister was kind enough to wake me up. Not! "Emma get up! Your going to miss the bus and I can't drive you!" My dad is trying to get me out of bed. It is crucial that I never miss the bus because both of my parents work nowhere near Worthington middle and high school. My bus comes at 6:50 every morning and as I look at my clock I realize that it's 6:30. I jump out of bed. I have twenty minutes to get ready! I grab some clothes and throw them on. It's dark blue jeans and a dark green plain shirt. My sisters in the bathroom and I yell as I run by, "Thanks for waking me up Karen!" I run down the stairs, more like fall down the stairs and start throwing binders and my I pad into my backpack. I run to the fridge and grab a yogurt to eat on the bus. It's 6:40. I have ten minutes! I realize that I forgot my I pod so I run back upstairs and start searching frantically for it until I find it. Into the bag it goes! I grab headphones too. It's 6:45 I run downstairs and start grabbing my stuff. I grab my clarinet, my backpack, my sneakers, my jacket because it's 15 degrees outside, and I start to run out the door. "Hat and gloves?" My dad asks. "But I have to go! I'm gonna miss the bus!" I whine.
"Emma it's 15 degrees outside! Put them on now!" He demands. I grab my hat and gloves and run out the door. I barely make it to the bus and my sister and I get on. Crap! I forgot a snack and my PE clothes! Some people would say that I'm very involved in the school, I would say I'm overly involved. I'm a straight A student, I'm in French band and chorus, and I do a sport every season. My favorites are basketball and gymnastics and track. So you can guess that I always have a lot on my mind. It doesn't help that I have to catch a bus at God knows when o'clock in the morning, because the middle of nowhere Vermont has to have a million different towns come to one school and I just happen to be the farthest away. Next my friends Corrina and Sam get on the bus. It's the middle of December and Corrina is in shorts. "Travis! Turn on the heat!" She calls to the driver. "It wouldn't be so cold if you wore pants not shorts!" I joked. She glared at me. I get out my yogurt and realize I forgot a spoon. "Great now I have to drink my yogurt!" This just isn't turning out to be my day.
"Just make the lid into a spoon." Sam says like he doesn't care. We actually have some pretty interesting conversations. He is pretty smart but creative. Which is why we are friends. I try my best and it sort of works but I get yogurt all over my fingers. Halle gets on and we all talk until we have to transfer buses to the bus that takes us to Worthington high. Once I'm on the bus I take out my I pod and listen to music like I usually do until I get to school. I talk to my friends in the morning. Then I have core classes like math and science and history and English. Then it's break and I realized that I forgot a snack. I was about to kick myself. And on a long French day I had no snack and it was right before lunch! So the morning kind of sucked as usual and it got to be lunch. I waited by the lockers for Alisha and Caroline. It was kind of this unspoken deal we made when we first became friends that we would wait and go to lunch together so that we wouldn't have to be near weird stranger people. We had lunch but then I had PE with Alisha. She never brings PE clothes so she want worried but I was. Those PE clothes were also the clothes I needed for basketball practice so I was pretty screwed. But I remembered that I had back up clothing in my locker because I knew myself too well. Then I had music block. I have to rotate between band and chorus every day because I'm in both. So I always feel like I missed something. It was the end of the day so I had basketball practice and I take the 4:30 bus to where my dad picks me up. So that's how my life goes every day. It's so boring I can't stand it. Until the audition.

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