first ever fanfic.
i'm no writer but this story's been running through my mind,
i just felt like i need to get it out so it'll stop bugging me and let me go on with my life.
not beta'd - not sure what it means though cuz i'm new here, but i'd appreciate your help. c:
guess this happens when school's out and i got nothing to do but to be a bummer.
and i don't own anything so don't rub it in. haha. c: so, no copyright infringement is intended.
reviews are welcome. and so are anonymous ones.
so yeah, fcuk love, let's all dance! ;p
(lol. am I sounding like Cook? haha.)
But i'm a Cheerleader.
"I'm not gay. But maybe, just maybe, she's the only exception."
SUMMARY: one's a musician and the other's the head cheerleader.
CHAPTER 1
Please don't let me make a fool out of myself tomorrow.
That's what Emily Fitch's last thought before she dozed off to sleep. Tomorrow's gonna be her first day orientation in University and she felt like she's having a circus played in her stomach. She'll be taking up Conservatory of Music as her major at University of London. Past 2 in the morning when she finally fell into a deep slumber after she made sure she's got all her luggage ready for tomorrow.
Music is what Emily wanted to pursue ever since she picked up a guitar at the age of 9 at a local guitar shop. She was trying to impress some boy from the other side of the road that she knew how to play it. She wasn't sure why but when she tried to strum the strings, but totally failed at doing so, she knew that she wanted to play it so badly without annoying other people's ears and so as her's.
It was her own escape, music, as how she defines it. Being 17 at the moment and having a semi-fucked up family, who's got a total bitch twin sister, a pervert little brother, a father who talks nothing but his gym and a mother who's a control freak. The moment she plays guitar or piano, she's lost in her own perfect world. Her own sanctuary. Everything left behind, for a moment.
It's what keeping her sane from getting the same exact words of just being in a phase according to her loving mother ever since she spoke to them that she actually wanted to pursue music and not take-up business management, what her mother wants her to take in College.
She's always been a straight A student all her life and she always does what she's being told, mostly by her mother, so that's where it all began, the 'of all people who could disobey me, I'm not expecting it to be you Emily' line, and That's when her misery starts. How her whole life changed. She's currently facing a silent treatment from Jenna as well as Katie, after having a massive fight because of her decision. Katie wanted her to stay. Said Music can't take her anywhere.
"well at least I got myself a dream. And not some stuck up bitch who wouldn't go to University because she doesn't
know what to do with her life." She could still remember the words that flew out of her mouth when they were
fighting about her decision. She offended Katie. And she got herself a matching bitchslap as a reward.
After that, Katie didn't spoke to her again. Not once.
She was awoken by her annoying alarm clock, says 5:30 am, she hit the snooze button and made herself comfortable in bed again as she doze back to sleep. After 5 minutes, the alarm took off again but it didn't took her another minute to grab the alarm clock from her bedside table as she threw it somewhere in her room.
Too fucking early. Her thoughts as she buried her face into her pillow.
She wasn't exactly a morning person the moment her vacation started and technically slept til her eyes begged her to open them, so she wasn't fully adjusted to the normal college life that she'll be facing again for the next months.
After battling with the bum side of herself, she finally decided to pull herself out of the bed and made a mental note to self that she should find a replacement of that poor alarm clock. She quickly went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, taking a full swing on the shower knob,
"J-Jesus, it's f-free-zing!" Emily shouted. Quickly turned the knob while trembling. Now she is fully awake. Still trembling, She quickly adjusted the shower's water temperature. Took a quick shower. When done, she picked up a nice dress, did her hair, just straighten it lightly and left the natural curve of it at the bottom. She put on some make-up, just light, the way she wanted it.
" Perfect." She looked at herself in front of the mirror and is quite impressed with the way she looks. Quickly headed to where her luggages are, took it and went straight into her bedroom door.
Without hesitating, she decided not to face her family, especially her mom, as she went straight for the front door.
"Emsy, love, have your breakfast first before you leave. " Came the strong accent of Rob, while having a cup of tea.
Part of Emily wanted not to sit with them and feel the agony of her mom and Katie's silent treatment and just hail for a cab to the airport but a huge side of her decided to take her father's offer and have breakfast with them as it would be the last time she'll have her meal with them since she's moving to the University dorm and besides, it's only 6:15am and she didn't have to be in the airport until 7:30.
She let a heavy sigh and quickly put her bags down and headed to the kitchen.
"Sure you don't want me to accompany you to the airport?" He said as he took another toast.
"I'm fine Dad. The gym needs you more." Emily took a sip from her cup of tea.
"S'alright. You know I could always take a day off, it's mine afterall." Emily noticed a tone of bragging in her dad's words. She wouldn't blame him though, he had all the right to brag about the gym as it is the leading fitness centre in Bristol. Don't get fit, get Fitched as it says.
"it's fi—" She didn't got the chance to finish her words as Jenna cut her and have a go on her again.
"Rob, dear, if she doesn't want to, then let her. She's a grown up, she can decided for her own life without asking for somebody's approval." Adding sarcasm to her words as Jenna continued to spread a jam to her toast, without taking a single glance to her daughter.
She wanted to talk back, to cast some hurtful words to her mother just to release all her emotions. But she didn't. Again. She bit her bottom lip just to prevent herself from saying those words. Instead, she got up from her seat, ignored the apologetic look from her father and headed straight to the living room. But before she could take another step,
"be safe." She was caught off guard by Katie's words and her breaking voice.
She took a step and walk away from them. This is the life she knew she wanted to have, and there's no turning back. Not now.
Emily boarded the plane just in time. She made herself comfortable in her assigned seat as she turn her ipod on into full blast, closed her eyes, breathed a heavy sigh, as she let those tears run down her face.