Chapter 1- Emma's POV
The bitter trappings of my heart cool more and more each day, my soul has been taken by a wind of hate and destruction. I shall never love again as long as I shall live. The road for happiness was blocked off a long time ago. The family I once had was stripped from me by the painful truth, death. I will never allow myself to be hurt ever again.
10 Years Later
The bar was some place that everyone was welcomed. It didn't matter who you were you were accepted as who you were. I would just merely stay in the corner and watch everyone socialize. I was waiting for Mary Margret; she said she had some exciting new for me. She wasn't the best when it came to time. I look around to see couples cuddling, kissing, and hugging; I look down at my glass. Sometimes I wish I could have something like that, but I have sworn off of that, I don't need that life, I have friends that love me and that's all that is really going to matter. I see someone with a pixie cut and I know that it's Mary. She turns around and smiles brightly.
"Em, I'm so sorry that I'm late I needed to take care of something." She smiles slightly. My eyes go big as I realize what she meant, it wasn't something; it was someone. I gag at the thought of my two best friends getting nasty.
"Mary, it's fine, at least you showed up", I smile at her, "Now, What was this big news that you were going to tell me." I smile at her anxiously.
"Well," she pauses smiling brightly, "I'M GETTING MARRIED", my eyes go big. David freaking Nolan finally proposed to her. I smile a little bit thinking about how we go to this point in our relationship as friends.
7 Years Ago
It was the first day of senior year. The hall was crowded with the smell of smoke and desperation. I had my schedule in my hand. My first class was Advanced Math. I was already late so I rushed to my class. As I swung the door open, thirty eyes were on me, thirty-one if you include the teacher. I nod my head and just try to find a seat in the back. While making my way down the row I can hear girls snicker and talks amongst themselves. It's not like I give a shit, it just bugs me when girls try to be cooler than they actually are. I sit down in a huff and try to look for a pencil in this lame excuse for a bag. The family I was staying with wasn't as rich as the other kids here so I have to take a plastic bag every day. They do everything for me so I guess I can't complain. Dammit, I couldn't find a pencil. I hear someone softly clearing their throat. I turn my head and see a girl with long black hair.
"You need a pencil?" She asks sweetly. I look at this girl like she's crazy. Not many people are this nice to me.
"Is this a prank," I whisper to her. She giggles a little.
"No, this is not, I'm Mary Margret!" She smiles brightly. Oh gosh this girl was for real. No one has ever been this kind to me. I take the pencil from her.
"Thanks, I'm Emma" I smile shyly at her.
"Want to sit with my boyfriend and me at lunch?" She looks hopeful. C'mon Emma, do the right thing; don't break your promise.
"Ok" I smile at her.
The lunch room was crowded. I have my lunch in my hand and I'm looking for Mary Margret. I begin to give up home, but then I hear my name being yelled. I turn around to see Mary Margret. I give out a sigh of relief and go to them.
"Victor, I want you to meet my friend Emma, Emma this is my boyfriend Victor." I smile at him. He gave off this negative vibe.
"Oh shoot, I forgot my textbook in my locker I'll be right back." Mary Margret rushes off to her locker. It's just me and Victor and I can tell it's going to get pretty awkward. All of the sudden he gives me a smirk.
"You know, we could sneak off and have our own little party." He trails his hand up my thigh. I panic. I don't know what to do.
"Hey asshole!" I hear an accented voice come behind me. A football comes directly in contact with Victor's face. I cover my mouth so I don't burst out with laughter. I turn around to see where the voice and football came from. My smile turns to a flat line as I see who it is. Killian Jones, a.k.a playboy of the school, he has been notorious for banging all of the cheerleading team and half of the tennis team. I should've known. I've had a few classes with him and from that he seems pretty nice, but the flirtatious attitude is what the deal breaker is. Oh crap he's coming up to me. "You ok?" he asks politely. I look up to meet his blue stare, oh gosh. I find myself loosing air. All I can manage is a nod. He smiles back at me. Our moment is crush when I hear a loud pitch noise.
"KILLIAN!" I look behind him to see an angry Millah. She's a real pain, captain of the cheerleading team. Her and Regina Mills have managed to make everyone's life here a living hell.
"You should go" I whisper. He gives me a confused look.
"Ok, nice seeing you Emma." I pause, how did he know my name? I turn around and feel terrible. What's going to happen when Mary Margret finds out about this?
Little did we know that she was having her own fun in the locker room