yay! 2 chapters in one day! Well, kinda one day, I havn't slept yet so to me its still Thursday. So I wasn't expecting to update again but I had an idea so I wrote it down.
So heres to brain storms and you may want to expect one again tomorrow? Instead of sleeping I might just keep writting since I'm on a roll.
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan so don't shot me.
Chapter 2
I glanced at my alarm clock next to my bed.
9:47
Lovely. I got up, threw on some clothes and headed downstairs. Mom was reading a book in the living room and Dad apparently had already left for work. I could hear my youngest sister Becky playing some game in the game room and I assumed my other sister, Amelia, was still asleep. I went into the kitchen and grabbed an apple. I opened a bottle of grape juice as the phone rang.
"Emma can you get that" Mom yelled from her chair. I picked up the phone.
"Hello? Jamison's residence."
"Hey, Becky?"
"No Dad, Emma."
"Oh, okay sorry." He can't even tell us apart on the phone? Now my sisters sound the same, even my mom sounds like them, but I have a completely different voice. They had that southern twang to their voice while I sounded like I belonged somewhere up north with my more proper tone. "Can I talk to your mom?"
"Yeah sure." I walked towards the living room when I remembered the closed window. "Hey dad, did you close my window last night?"
"No I didn't. I didn't know that your window was open. What have I told you about leaving your window open? You're as bad at that as you are about leaving your fan on in your room." That was dad for you.
"Okay thanks, here she is." I handed the phone to mom and escaped back to the kitchen. I heard mom on the phone for a few minuets while I ate my apple. I knew it was coming so I might as well wait for it.
"Emma? Can you come get the phone please?" Yup, never fails.
"Sure. Hey mom?" She barely looked up from her book as I took the phone. "Yeah?" "Did you happen to close my window last night?"
She looked up. "No I didn't and what has your dad told you about leaving your window open? We are not air conditioning the outdoors and we don't want bugs in the house!"
"Relax mom, it was so hot the outdoors were air conditioning my room. Besides, any bug crazy to crawl into the hot house deserves to be backed alive." I hung up the phone and walked to the game room. Becky was sitting in front of the TV playing some game I wasn't familiar with. Her red hair was up in a ponytail and her multiple freckles stood out on her skin. Her blue eyes were glued to the screen in front of her. She looked like my mother only her hair was darker and Mom's eyes were green.
"Becky?" No answer. "Becky. Becky!" She hit the guy on the screen a final time and the bad guy died. She cheered and turned to me.
"What?"
"Did you come in my room and close my window last night? It was open when I went to bed but now its closed."
"Why would I go in your bedroom? You almost killed me last time I went in there while you were sleeping." I smiled at her. She was a pain sometimes, but a cute one. At 12, she had a lot of promise.
"Well you know not to try to steal my books, I always catch you."
She rubbed her back. "Yeah I know. Anyway, no I didn't go in there and close your window. Don't let mom and dad know that your window was open" she said turning back to her game.
"A little late for that" I said as I left and walked back upstairs. I passed Amelia's room and figured that she had passed out at about 10 the night before and wouldn't wake up till noon today. She could sleep for days through anything and honestly she's nicest when she's asleep. That's the only time she's not being a pain.
I walked into my own room and walked over to the window. It was big enough for me to climb through onto the tree. I had actually sneaked out several times over the years to get away at night. I usually just walked through the wood behind my house or climbed onto my roof. My best friend Mikayla called me crazy for having the perfect window to sneak out and I only sat on the roof and dreamed. Most teens would seriously love to have my room for the window alone. And the fact that I lived in a little house in the country was a plus too. But I had interest in sneaking out, going to parties, hooking up and ending up with a baby. Being the secret keeping of the town, I heard enough about all that to hold me over for the rest of my life.
I closed the air vent to my room, turned on the fan that I had actually turned off for once and opened my window. It was a cold day actually. I suspected a storm was coming because of all the cloud cover and the green had that weird shade they get before it rains. The wind was blowing strong right through my window and caused my long black hair to twirl around my face as I sat on the window seat.
For living in Texas, I looked like a freak. I was pale and had waist length black hair and weird hazel eyes. My eyes are hard to describe. Everything about them is weird. After awhile though, you just get used to it. Most people I know forget about them, but new people will stare at my eyes for awhile until someone snaps them out of it. Their not a normal color of hazel, they change from light brown with fleck of green to pure hazel with purple flecks. Onetime, my eyes were close to looking like a cat's. I was fair from suntanned, light haired beauties you would find here.
My phone rang pulling me out of my thoughts. It was Mikayla.
"Hey Kayla."
"Emma, hey. Me and the gang are going to the mall. You want to come? I can pick you up if you like."
"Nah, I'll walk. What time?"
"About 15 minuets? In front of the food court."
"Okay, see you soon."
"Bye!"
That was one thing I appreciated about Kayla, she didn't scream on the phone and didn't go on about random stuff. She just said what needed to be said and got off. That's why we're best friends. We get each other. My house faced away from town, but walk through the woods behind it, a little more than a brisk 5 minute walk and you're at the back of the mall. I often walked there to meet my friends. The woods were peaceful for me, I wasn't afraid of them. Probably because I read a lot of books where the woods were good.
I told my mom where I was going, grabbed my purse and shoes and walked outside. Looking at the sky, I figured that it wouldn't rain until later that night or while I was at the mall. I skipped the umbrella and set out. The whole way there though, I had the feeling that I was being watched, but I never heard a sound and never saw anything out of the ordinary. Shrugging it off, I continued to the mall and was the first one there. After a few minutes of waiting and watching people pass me, Mikayla and some of our friends showed up. Sally and Danny included.
Mikayla was the beauty queen of all of us. Blonde, tan, skinny and a natural smile celebrities would kill for, she was definitely the one that boys pursued. Sally was a blonde too. But where Mikayla was a beauty queen, Sally was the blonde stereotype. Ditzy. Think of a blond covered from head to toe in pink and a huge, cheesy smile and that was her. But we loved her anyway. Following her like a puppy was her boyfriend Danny. He was a city boy who had moved her 2 years before but he still looked the part. Skinny, dirt brown hair and green eyes, he could pull of being a rock star. He played the guitar and sang too. Michael was next. He was the country boy. Tanned from working in the sun and blonde hair bleached by the sun, he was muscled and had the country boy charm and was the perfect gentleman. Emily and John followed. They were twins and were rarely apart. They were practically identical except for the obvious differences that made them a boy and girl. Dark skinned, light brown hair, same height identical faces except for their eyes. Emily was blue and John was green.
Everyone knew that Emily was in love with Michael and he adored her but they were to shy to say anything. John and Mikayla went to prom together but took their relationship slow. Me? I didn't have a boyfriend. Honestly I thought they were a little overrated. I didn't want to have to worry about him when he wasn't around, I didn't want the drama of ex's and my life revolved around him. Not in high school at lest. Maybe someday, but right now, I needed to focus on what was really important.
The day wore on and for some reason; I just couldn't concentrate on my friends. I kept being distracted by the window and blanket incident the night before. If no one in my family had done it, then did I do it and just didn't remember? Also, my family was bugging me. For some reason, I grew extremely irritated. Sally brought me out of my trance.
"Em? Emmy!"
"What?"
"Were you listening to me? I have a problem with my little brother and I was wondering if you" I was tired of taking everyone else's problems when I had my own to solve.
"No Sally. I wasn't listening. I'm tired of listening. It seems like lately, everyone wants me to listen to them but don't care if I have problems that need fixing!" Everyone was staring at me now. I didn't normally talk like this and it was surprising even me. "I'm sick and tired of having to carry everything for everybody but no one has ever once come and asked me if I need anything." I felt the tears welling up in my eyes again but didn't care. "I have problems to but whenever I get together with you guys I have to act like your psychiatrist!" I was addressing all of them right now.
"Emma," I turned to face Mikayla. "I'm sorry, we didn't know."
"Oh course you don't know!" the tears spilled over and my voice broke. "No one knows because no one ever bothered asking! I'm supposed to be the strong one and keep all your problems and tell you what to do but I need someone to care for me every once in awhile!" I was causing a scene but I didn't care. For once, I wanted to be heard.
"Just once could you stop thinking about yourselves? I need help to you know!" and with that, I turned and ran from my friends. It was pouring rain outside, I didn't care. I just rain and cried over all the problems of the other people, of my friends, of myself. I was to busy running to notice the three boys who followed me out.
Ooooo suspense! Who are the boys? Yeah, so sorry about the mental break down of Emma in this chapter. But think about it, if you held the problems of most of your school friends wouldn't you break down at one point too? Thanks to the few people that have read this so far. :) Review make me happy so if you just spent the last 5 min reading this, you can spend 50 seconds to write a small reivew. Untill next time!
Kairi
