An Emily Story
Emily POV
"Emily!"
ughh..its way too early. I think to myself as my mom calls from downstairs. I decide to get up, wondering why exactly my mother decided to wake me so early. It was only 6:00 and school doesn't start until 8:30. Nonetheless, I slowly unravel myself from the multiple blankets consuming me and make my way to my feet. With my eyes still slightly closed, I saunter over to my mirror so I can asses what needs to be done. My hair is a tangled mess, my eyes are slightly swollen and red from constantly rubbing them, and my body, I wont even go into detail about that disaster. I pull my jeans over my legs and throw on a black form-fitting top. "Atleast I look semi-decent," I mutter.
I walk downstairs to find my mom wide awake, reading today's newspaper with a cup of hot coffee in her hand.
"Good morning sweetie," she says, as I walk over and lightly kiss her on the forehead.
"Good morning mom," I reply.
I start to mumble to myself as to why she needed to wake me up as early as she did but no matter, it took me a while to untangle my hair anyway.
"Alright mom, I will see you later,"
"Ok sweetie, have a good day," she manages to say while still wrapped up in the entertainment section of her newspaper.
Later on at school…
"Hey Em!"
I turn to see my best friend, Hanna Marin, walking towards me with a huge grin. She always looked so radiant. She was a drop dead gorgeous blonde with the eyes of an angel and a grin that could make you melt. I only dreamed about being as beautiful as her.
"Hey Hanna," I reply coolly. "Where are Spencer and Aria?"
Spencer Hastings and Aria Montgomery. Also my best friends. Between Hanna, Spencer, Aria, and I, we form an inseparable group of the best friends anyone could ask for. Spencer is the genius of the group. She makes straight A's in her advanced classes without even the slightest bit of effort, and Aria, well Aria is the musical and poetic genius. She writes her own songs, plays the music to them, while singing along beautifully. She also plays 5 or 6 instruments. That's the thing about our group, though. We all have our thing. Or at least they do. I'm not exactly the brightest, most talented, nor prettiest. I'm just kind of average in comparison. Sometimes I wonder how I even fit in with them. Yeah, I am a swimmer, but when it comes down to it, I'm not the best, nor do I desire to be. I just kind of let Paige McCullers assume that position. She would kill me anyway if I was captain instead of her.
Our group first met when Allison was here. Allison brought us together. Without her, none of us would even be close to being friends. She moved away about a year ago and we haven't heard from her since. Sometimes I wish she had stayed. I loved her, but I have accept the reality that she is never coming back. They already sold her house. I hear a new girl about my age moved in a few weeks ago, but I haven't seen anyone yet.
3rd person POV
The bell rang for school to be out. Emily was putting her books in her locker and heading to swim practice when she mindlessly walked in to somebody, making all of her things fall to the floor.
"OMG, I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention and i…umm…just…sorry." Emily said, mentally kicking herself and trying to hide her embarrassment, but the rosy blush on her cheeks told it all.
The girl looked up at her once she gathered all of her things, "It's okay. I'm Maya. Maya St. Germain," she said while offering her hand for Emily to shake.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Emily."
The two started to talk and get to know each other as Maya walked Emily to swim practice.
"So, how has the move been?" Emily asks.
"Its alright. I have been having trouble sleeping, mainly because my bed has yet to arrive from California and I have had to make use of the floor. But, I have been doing a lot of star gazing, looking at the many wonder my ceiling has to offer," she jokes, playfully nudging Emily's shoulder.
"Well you could sleep over at my house until your bed comes. I'm sure my mom wont mind. You would have to wait until after my swim practice though."
"Wow! That means a lot to me, Thank you! And I don't mind waiting for you at all," Maya smirks.
"Ok," Emily smiles, producing a faint, but noticeable blush.
Maya POV
I cant believe it! First day here at Rosewood high and I have already met some one, some one amazing at that, and just by some stupid chance collision! And I must say, she is absolutely gorgeous. Emily Fields is nothing shy of drop dead beautiful, and I don't even think she know how beautiful she is. Her complexion has a soft glow, and her eyes sparkle ever so slightly, especially when she shows off her mind-melting smile. Her lips, oh gosh, her lips are soft and full, and her body is just wow, I am guessing because of all the swimming she has been doing. She is pure, and kind, and absolutely perfect and I am so lucky. I just get so nervous around her and I know I shouldn't be, but I cant help it.
"Ready to go?" Emily asks, breaking me from my thoughts.
Emily POV
We walk back to my house. When I open the door, I walk in and see my mom relaxing on the couch.
"Hey mom, this is Maya. She moved into Allison's old house. Is it ok if she stays here until her bed arrives from California? She hasn't been getting much sleep on her floor."
" Sure, honey that's fine. Nice to meet you Maya! You can stay in Emily's room," My mom gives her a genuine smile, one I don't see too often from her.
I start to blush. Oh no, what is going on with me. I shouldn't be blushing at the thought of Maya and I staying in the same room, sleeping in the same bed.
I walk upstairs and show her around.
"Wow you're a really good swimmer," Maya says as she admires my trophies and medals.
"Thanks, I've been doing it for a while. I guess practice does make perfect," I smile.
"so…do you have a side?"
I look over towards her, confused as to what she was saying.
She see my confusion and clarifies "of the bed" she laughs.
"Oh," I blush, "I tend to sleep in the middle."
She smirks, "I tend to sleep in the middle also."
She stands up. "I don't know about you, but I am exhausted!" Maya says and yawns. She walks over to the door, closes it and locks it,
"What are you doing?" I ask, a little confused.
"I sleep with the door locked, It helps me feel safe. Plus, I have to get ready for bed and I am pretty sure you do too," she says.
"Oh. Well whatever keeps you comfortable."
I look down briefly at my hands, and when I look back up I see Maya with her back toward me, pulling her shirt over her head. I cough awkwardly and she turns around.
She gazes at me as she says with a smirk, "You don't mind do you? I usually just sleep in my bra and panties. Plus, I didn't bring any of my clothes from home."
I nod in agreement giving her the ok to continue and she turns back around. I go over to get dressed, or rather undressed, myself, but stop to stare as she pulls down her jeans. Shit. I couldn't help myself. I was drooling over her beautiful milk chocolate skin, and it didn't help that she was wearing black lace. I snapped out of my fixated gaze before she could notice and nervously pulled off my shirt and the jeans I was wearing to reveal my purple bra and boy shorts. I guess she could tell I was a little nervous about my body because next thing she said was "Don't worry Em, You're perfect." I blushed and grinned a little and walked over to lay down in the spot she made for me,
"Good night Em," she says sweetly as she kissed me lightly on the cheek before turning over and falling asleep.
"Good night Maya," I choke out faintly, a little above a whisper.
Hours Later….
I couldn't fall asleep. I lay looking up at the blank ceiling, my eyes wide open. I quietly turn over and look to see if Maya was still sleeping and slowly exhale as I find that she is. I turn over on my side, opposite of where she is, and stare blankly across the room.
Next thing I know I feel her moving closer to me. She puts one hand on my back and she drapes the other over my waist. I can feel her breathing on my neck and it feels so good to have her body next to mine, without barely any space between the two of us. I turn back over and see that her eyes are open. She is one light sleeper.
"May-" I start to say before she interrupts me by gently placing a single finger on my lips to keep me quiet. Underneath the blanket she slowly grabs my hand and encloses it in hers, lacing her fingers around mine. She pulls me closer and I unknowingly pull her closer to me. Her lips are at my ear and she whispers slowly and softly as my body tenses, "Relax. I can feel you, and I know what you want. And nobody has to find out." She pulls back and I look in to her eyes. "I'm afraid," I whisper. She inches forward until her lips are mere millimeter from mine, grazing them with any change or slight movement. "I know," she says as she closes the space between us, jolting my body and sending a tingling sensation throughout.
