Hey guys! This is my second attempt at Semma fic. I have all these thoughts running through my head and I just need to get it down. So tell me what you think…

It is funny the way life works. You would think good things happened to good people and bad things happened to people that deserved them. A person who steals and goes around doing whatever they want would eventually end up in jail. The person who tries to save the environment would get an award with some kind of plaque for all their hard work.

Yet, Emma who was sitting at her desk trying desperately to pay attention to whatever Mr. Raditch was trying to explain, realized life never worked out like the way it was supposed too. At this point in her life she thought that she would have a family that was happy. After Spike and Snake got married she finally felt like she had a real family.

Granted, at first she was against the idea. She thought that Snake was moving in to try and replace her real father, but came to the realization he was only there to make her mother happy. When she saw her mother smile more, she knew that he was good for her mother and accepted he was good for her as well. A few months later Jack was born and then she truly believed that she belonged to something great and real. Yet, here she sat with Snake in the hospital at this very moment.

People kept asking her if she was okay of course. Even Manny reached out seeing if there was anything she could do but she knew it was just an act for Craig and her friends to show she wasn't a total bitch which she was in her opinion.

People tried to make things better. They always tried to give her family food, someone actually gave her mother a card to a counselor that they thought could see and talk to her about what was going on. Her mother just smiled sadly and when the woman had her back turned ripped it to shreds and told her to shove it up her ass.

Now, Emma sat numbly closing her eyes hoping to block out the outside world. Chris of course, who was her boyfriend sat next to her trying desperately to get her attention. He whispered her name a few times, tapped her knee, and to tell the truth she was really starting to get annoyed with him. She knew that he was just worried about her, and was just trying to help, but she had hoped ignoring him would give him the hint and leave her alone.

"Miss. Nelson." She thought she heard Mr. Raditch call her name but wasn't sure.

"Miss Nelson." She thought she heard again.

"Miss Nelson!" He said more forcefully. Chris tried to get her attention and patted her on the shoulder. Still nothing.

"Hey, Greenpeace, Hitler is talking to you." Emma could feel someone throw a piece of paper at her head bringing her back to reality. She looked up and saw Mr. Raditch staring her down and could tell that he was irritated and was waiting for a response from her. Yet, for the life of her she didn't know what the question was. The class was looking at her expecting an answer, as usual they expected her to be perfect and answer the question. Just like she was expected to be a perfect daughter, and a perfect sister, but all she wanted to do was scream that she wasn't perfect and make everyone in her life back off.

"Well, Miss Nelson, I am expecting an answer."

Her mouth went dry and her heart sped up. She really wished he would just repeat the damn question, she saw Chris beside her about to open his mouth to help her out when another voice from the back of the room spoke up.

"Macbeth's wife hungered for attention and power." Everyone except for Emma turned towards Sean, shocked that he opened his mouth. He never answered anything in class. He just came, sat through it and expected everyone to leave him alone. "She forced Macbeth into killing the king and in that sense you can see the pressure that he was under. It makes you think. Is he truly evil because he killed the king or does he have redemption because he was forced and in some ways driven to insanity as a result of killing the king?"

Emma looked at Mr. Raditch hoping that he would just accept the answer and move on. After glaring at Sean who had a satisfied smirk on his face and then back at Emma he turned back to the blackboard continuing his lesson.

Emma wouldn't admit it but her heart was racing a bit and noticed her palms were a bit sweaty. She tried to play it off but she knew it was because of Sean. She may not be with him anymore but she was feeling the same thing she felt every time she was with him.

The bell finally rang and Emma couldn't get out of there fast enough. She walked down the hallway with Chris's hand entwined with hers walking towards her locker. She could hear whispers and feel the looks that people were discreetly trying to give her. What they didn't understand was that it felt like fireballs being thrown at her. No one understood that being looked at and talked about was not making anything better but making everything that much worse.

"So I was wondering if you wanted to go out this Saturday night. You know get you're mind off everything." She heard Chris whisper.

"You mean my father being in the hospital." Emma answered a little hostile.

She didn't mean to come off bitchy but the way people just played it off like it just an ordinary thing made her want to scream. Snake was in the hospital hooked up too IV's and tubes, and Emma wished people would stop playing it down. She wasn't that stupid.

Chris looked down at his feet and she instantly felt guilty.

"Look Emma I know that things are bad now, really I do, but I just thought it would be a good idea to get out a little. Try to take your mind off things."

"I'm sorry, really; I didn't mean to snap at you like that." She said as convincible as she could. She really was sorry. It seemed like she snapped at anything that moved lately.

"So about the party?" Chris asked again

Emma didn't want to say yes. All she wanted to do was crawl under her covers and never come out. Yet, looking into Chris's hopeful eyes she didn't know if she could be responsible for breaking his hopes. She wanted to say no but she hadn't spend much time with Chris and even when they were together she wasn't fully there.

Hearing giggles nearby, out of the corner of her eye she could see Sean and Ellie entwining their fingers and smiling at each other. She still couldn't figure out why he felt he needed to help her out today. She hadn't spoken to him in months and all of the sudden out of the blue he became Mr. Nice guy and gets her off the hook. What a jackass, she thought.

She kept looking at them all happy and playful and it made her sick. They never did that together. Was Sean ever as happy as he was with Ellie? She had to admit that he seemed to smile more and be more at ease and thinking about how Sean would always seem so miserable with her just made her sick. She didn't care that Sean was with another girl she just cared that it seemed he was happier. Then looking at Chris she wondered what he was doing with her, it she seemed she made people so miserable.

"Well… what do you say? I am djing at this party and I swear you will have a good time." Chris asked again hopefully.

Emma was about to say no, but she noticed more and more the stares and the whispers and she wanted to scream. All she wanted was to get away from it all.

"Okay, sure, I need to have some fun." Emma said not really sure of herself. She wasn't a party type of person but then again she wasn't herself so it seemed okay.

"Great, well I have to go get to class. I will talk to you later on and give you the details." Emma smiled like a good girlfriend should and let him kiss her on the lips. He ran off and thought to herself, maybe a party would lighten her up.

Sean watched as Chris skipped off away from Emma and heading towards god knew where, probably to buy an ice-cream cone Sean thought to himself. He turned to look at Emma who looked broken, and wondered if someone just barely touched her would she fall apart and break. He wanted to go over there and hold her, to make her understand that she wasn't alone…

No, not again. Sean thought to himself shaking his head. You hate her, you hate Emma Nelson.

He had broken up with her because she never had enough time for him. She judged and pushed and half the time, she made him feel like crap. Yet, sitting in class today he couldn't help but help her out and make Raditch back off of her. When he realized what was happening was pure coincidence. As usual he would sit in the back with Ellie rubbing her knee and watch her draw in her notebook. He was mesmerized with Ellie, the way she dressed, the way she moved, the way she would just be. Being with Ellie he didn't feel judged and ridiculed but open and feel. Something he never truly felt with Emma.

Yet, sitting there something made him pay attention. He couldn't explain what it was but he sensed that something was wrong with Emma. So turning his attention to the front he saw Emma look like a deer caught in headlights. He saw Raditch staring her down and even though he couldn't see her face he would tell by the tension in her body that something was wrong.

He wanted to help her. No, he needed to help her yet he didn't know what the question was. So he hit the guy in front of him, some nerd that was scared of him, and made him tell him what was going on. He happily obliged and told him what exactly Emma was failing to answer. When he turned to see Chris almost opening his mouth, he beat him to it, and came to the rescue. He didn't know where it came from. The gesture shocked him as well as the whole class, apparently because they all looked at him amazed. It was just lucky for her that Tracker made him read the play and sat with him till he did his homework, because Raditch being the asshole he was called the house and told him he's one F away from failing. fucking asshole ruined his afternoons for a whole week.

"So, how about a movie this weekend," Ellie asked Sean in a caring manor. She eased her body forward a little and started to play with his strings on his sweatshirt. She was so cute, Sean thought to himself.

"I would love to but…" He trailed off

"But you are hanging out with Jay and the gang again right." Ellie stated simply a little disappointed. Sean dropped his head a little and instantly felt guilty. He wanted to spend time with her but he already promised Jay he would go to a party this weekend.

"I promise to make it up to you." Sean said playing with the ends of her red hair. He loved her hair. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. He really did feel guilty and hoped that she would understand. Ellie just smiled to herself, he knew he was off the hook.

"Okay, fine, this coming Halloween I want you to dress up as Lancelot and I want to be Gweneviere." Ellie said with a straight face. Sean wasn't sure, but he had hoped she was kidding. Last Halloween Emma tried to make him wear tights and he wouldn't stand for it. Lancelot didn't wear tights, he didn't think, but it was close enough.

"You're kidding, right? Sean asked hopefully searching her face.

When her lips perked up a bit he could tell that she was and he tickled her sides making her giggle. She was so sweet and innocent and he loved her laugh.

"Yes, I'm kidding but you do have to do movie night with me next weekend."

Sean smiled and agreed and watched as Ellie walked away heading to her next class.

"Awe, isn't that cute, Seany and Vampira." Sean could heart Jay as he walked up; Alex on his arm, and Towerz not far behind.

"Shut up, dude." Sean said, hitting Jay's arm playfully and leaning back against the lockers.

"Wow, look at miss save the planet over there. I wonder what's wrong with her. I mean, I haven't heard her protest anything in days."

Sean looked over at Emma and felt a little sad for her. Granted, she could be annoying with all her protesting but he knew she didn't deserve what was happening with her. No one did. Though, he couldn't help but look at Jay a little funny. Did he really have no idea what was going on?

"Baby, you know that Mr. Simpson is in the hospital. He has kidney failure or something." Alex said rolling her eyes in an, I don't care manor.

"He has cancer, Alex, okay." Sean sighed."And Emma must be going through a really hard time right now, so why don't you just back off." Sean said, a little defensively.

"Wow, do my ears deceive me or are you defending little miss Blondie over there?"Jay asked in a teasing tone.

Sean looked at Jay and saw that he was waiting for an answer. He didn't care about Emma anymore and he didn't want Jay to get the wrong idea. So he casually played it off as making it a joke.

Jay just smiled and nodded. "That's better." I was about to say what would little miss redhead think about you defending your ex girlfriend." Jay said laughing like a hyena. Sean was friends with him, but there were times when he annoyed him to no end.

"Jay, please, you know how much I hate Emma."

"Okay, well if that's true what was with you in class today? You know coming to her rescue like her knight in shining armor." Jay challenged.

"Nothing man, I was just bored and the bell was about to ring. Emma didn't look like she was going to answer the question so I did it for her. I just wanted to get out of there." Sean answered quickly.

"I don't know…" Jay said skeptically

"Look, what's with the third degree…what's done is done can we please move past this?"

"Geez man, pop a midol." Jay said in a high pitched girl like voice… "Just making sure, but yeah, anyways, what about this party this weekend, your down, right?" Jay asked.

"Yea, I guess, I already promised you I would." He answered a little annoyed.

"Okay, well good. Now let's bounce I have a guy that is willing to give us the keys to his dads store and let us steal all the good shit."

"Willing, or did you threaten him if he didn't give you the keys?" Sean asked Jay seriously.

"Whatever dude, it doesn't matter, let's bounce."

Taking in one more glance at Emma, Sean flipped his backpack over his shoulder and blended in with the gang.

Ellie Ellie Ellie was all Sean kept saying to himself. Out with the old and in with the new, and Emma was definitely that, old news. Or so he kept telling to himself.