Note: This story is mostly based on my little character creation, Emily. I always thought that they should have had a teenager on the show from the start, so I decided to write for one. There is also another new teen, Derek. The story begins in the Pilot and goes on from there. But will mostly stay within season one, with a few different things happening. There is alot alot of Kate/Sawyer, Charlie/Claire, Shannon/Boone, ect. For those of your who feel like you've read this fic before, that's because you probably have. I started this fic last year and never finished it. It ended up being deleted on my old account without my knowledge, so I am rewriting it now.
-------------------
Chapter 1
Bumping and shaking. Chaos everywhere. People screaming and praying to the heavens. Babies crying. People being thrown down the aisles. The front of the plane going downward. It all seemed so surreal.
All Emily could think about was not wanting to die here. Next to him. The man she'd hated all of her life. The man who'd taken off and married some other woman when she was two, leaving she and her mother, and then showing up three years later, and all of a sudden she was spending every other weekend with him and his new family. The man who'd hit the final nail in her coffin when he sided with her mother on being sent to an all girls boarding school in Australia.
This man sitting next to her was her father. She knew she should be telling him that she loved him. That she was sorry for everything she'd done over the years and how she'd acted out. Being kicked out of boarding school after boarding school. But instead she said nothing to him. She just looked ahead, closed her eyes, and waited to die..
The plane split in half, and her section went down as the other dropped off from behind her. She felt a thump beside her, and felt next to her, but felt only emptiness. The realization took a few moments to register, but she knew what had happend. Her father's seat had been ripped out of her plane. He was gone, and soon she would be too..