Hey, guys! Sorry I have been off for a while, school *rolls eyes*. Thanks so much for all your support this story has a lot of potentials If you have any questions or anything PM me. Anyway thanks, back to the story!
Emma's POV:
I woke up late so I practically had to do a quick run. Dress, hygiene, breakfast, supplies, out the door. I luckily caught the bus in time. I wore the usual uniform with my shirt tucked into my plaid skirt with a belt and my sketchers. When I got to school Mr. Smith told me I was needed in the office, when I got there I was greeted with and a new family. That was my part, I would give the new families a tour and help the kid get to their classes. "Ah, there you are Emma! This is the Dean family, could you give them the tour please?" I had to break my thoughts when Mrs. Waltz speaking. I replied with a, " Of course Mrs. Waltz. Let's start with across the hall to the library and make our way down shall we?" That's when the tour began, the new kid seemed about my age but he looked like he would fit in with the popular kids right away.
James's POV:
The girl who gave us the tour and told us the expectations and rules of the new school was named Emma. She seemed different than most of the girls in my classes. I know this because I have almost every class with her, she seemed very fond of the library probably where she hangs out. When the tour was over she directed us back to the office and then took me to my second class. I really didn't like the boys uniform, the girls seemed for casual while us boys had to wear a white, black, or gray shirt with a plaid vest and black pants with a belt. I could tell who were the popular kids right away and they didn't find me interesting enough to join their 'group'. I didn't care I didn't even want to. After school, I went to the library where I found Emma helping the librarian. " Oh hi, James. How was your first day? What kind of books do you need or do you need the computer's?" her eyes gleamed against the light coming in through the windows but I didn't care. I just replied with a casual " Oh yeah, it was a good day. Uhh, computers. " She nodded and went back to stacking books on the shelves while I got on fanfiction to see if anyone messaged me, nothing. I closed the tab and since my bus just pulled up. Emma was gone by then.
Emma's POV:
James was strange, I was wrong he wasn't popular at all he was quiet and quick like me. I could tell he just wanted to get the day over with and go home. When he came into the library it surprised me because I wasn't expecting him to stay after. I thought he would rush home, then I realized his bus was late too. The minute it pulled up and rushed out the door and got on. I put my head down and read until my stop, I normally am the only one who gets off at this neighborhood but someone else got off too. I didn't pay attention who it was and continued reading as I walked to my house. When I got home, I grabbed an apple and when upstairs and started my homework, ugh algebra and chemistry.
James's POV:
I saw Emma get off at my stop, I watched the direction she walked home and realized I lived 3 doors down, I didn't want to talk to her so I went the other way. When I got home, I made myself a banana with PB on top and did my homework at the kitchen table. I did the chemistry homework first, it was the easiest, then I did algebra which took me a while because I am not good at it. By the time I was done it was 4:00 so I decided I would surprise mom when she got home and make dinner. She is still mourning from the divorce from dad, hence the reason we moved, and I figured her favorite meal will cheer her up. I got out all the ingredients and started cooking cheese ravioli.
Emma's POV:
When I finished my homework, I wrote throughout what happened during school. I was going through the school day again and I realized that James only had his mother with him. I guess the dad is too busy or he left them. I felt bad for James but I pushed that aside and heard my dad get home and kiss mom hello. I went downstairs and I helped them cook spaghetti, I was an only child so I got most of the attention. Dad decided since we were cooking Italian food we should have Italian music, so he started singing. My mom laughed and through a spaghetti noodle at him. By the time we finished cooking it was 6:00 so we sat down and ate.
I think that was a pretty good chapter! We got to see what James and Emma thought of each other and we got to see their what their life at home is like. Poor James, the man of the house. Could Emma help him? In the next chapter, I think I will have a little backstory of James but I am still not sure.