And Then She Grew Up

Chapter 17

"EMILY!" I hear Angie shriek as we start to unload our belongings into Nico and Ryder's house.

Ignoring Angie's screech, I gasp. I slightly see the color of the house through the pitch black darkness. The house is yellow. Oh my gosh. This is swell.

"OHMANAKSJWS!"

"What?"

"The house." I manage to get out of my mouth before screeching more.

"What about the house?" Niko asks confused, then, realization hits him. My favorite color is yellow, "Only you, Emily, only you," he chuckles while shaking his head.

"EMILY!" I hear Angie shriek again. Gosh child. I turn around to face a furious Angie, and a soaking wet purple bag. Oh jeepers.

"Would you like to explain this?" She asks through gritted teeth.

"Uh- uh- uh- uh," I stutter, trying not to sound afraid.

"Chill out, Angie, it's just a bag, it will be dry in the morning." Niko says like it's nothing. Angie shoots him a death glare as she turns her bag upside down, and the contents flow out. I look down. My eyes widen. Her make-up. Whoops.

"Ooo, man, that's rough." Ryder states. He yawns then stumbles back into the house.

"I'll buy you more tomorrow okay?" I offer, hoping that would fix the problem. It almost works.

"Oka-"

"Why would you put your make-up in your bag?" Niko asks. Angie glares.

"When did I invite you into this conversation?" Angie manages to get out without killing my dearest brethren.

"Let me see.." He looks down at his imaginary watch. Here we go, "It seems, about 10 seconds ago." He grins.

"Not amused." Angie mutters. She turns back to her mess. She shrugs her shoulders and goes into the house. Leaving Niko and I alone.

Silence.

"Well goodnight!" Niko says quickly before I have a chance to start a conversation. Aw. I was gonna ask him about Australian wildlife. Sad.

Emma's POV:

"Okay now look to the left, please." the doctor orders, I obey her commands and look to the left, where Brandon so happens to be.

He smiles guiltily. I give him a small smile in reassurance.

"Okay, it doesn't look like you have a concussion, no signs of any brain injury, you're free to go. I would ice that head of yours, it's gonna be bruised in the morning."

"Oh, fun." I mutter in a sigh.

"Thanks Sam." Brandon smiles at the doctor, she smiles back then she looks to me,

"Here's an ice pack, don't rush into anything," she hands me the ice pack, "Have a nice night!"

"Bye! Thanks!"

~~

"So..." I say awkwardly.

"So..."

"Was that doctor your girlfriend or something?" I ask as I play with my hair, dang I need to shower.

"Wha- wa- OH! No! Nononono." He chuckles, "She's my sister."

Wow. Now I feel stupid.

"Oh."

"It's okay. Lots of people ask us that." He chuckles, "Anyways, if you haven't guessed yet, I kinda suck at football, soccer's my sport." He states.