AN: Hey everyone! I'm not dead, nor have I fallen off the face of the Earth. lol. Ok, I am so so so so so so so undeniably sorry for not updating. As you can see, I haven't been on fan fiction in a while so I wasn't able to update. As of now I have finals to study for and I really need to get some stuff from the mall. So my life has been pretty hectic lately. But anyway, on with the story! Oh and right now I'm gonna start writing from 1st person instead of 3rd just to test it out. Tell me what you think!
Chapter 4: Weird World
Emma's POV
It was another hectic morning as I got ready for school. Jack has been crying all night and Spike and Snake were tired as usual.
What was that suppose to mean, you may ask? That's right; I get to walk to school today! Woohoo! Please note the sarcasm.
I headed out the door and realized my life was pretty boring. I mean, I'm not on a team of any sort, I baby-sit my baby brother, I don't go to parties on the weekend (unless Manny forces me to), and I don't have a boyfriend. I mean I have boy friends but they're not necessarily boyfriends. See the difference…
I approached the parking lot and saw Manny and a guymauling each other's faces off so I thought I'd talk to her later. I couldn't really see the guy's face, but I'm guessing he's a certain ex-boyfriend. (coughCraigcough)
Think I'm living in a weird world? (AN: Idk why I said that. Lol) Not just my ordinary life.
I reached the doors and thus began one horrible and unusual day.
I surprisingly skip to my locker and grab my books for the first few classes. I'm just about done when I hear a commotion going on further into the hallway. And of course me being completely nosy, decided to further investigate…
Sean's POV
Okay, just calm down Sean. You can do this. It's not like she's a stranger. You've dated her for almost two years.
Wait, what was my plan? Damn it, I forgot… No, still got it...
What is my problem today? It's ok, it's just nerves.
Well, I guess people still remember who I am. That's a good thing right? I mean people staring and talking about you is completely normal. It's not? Oh.
What was I thinking about again? Oh, right.
Just march up to her and say "hi." No, say "hi, how've you been?" Obviously she hasn't been doing well since the shooting, you moron. One more time then, "hey, I missed you." No, too forward. Ugh!
I start thinking of things to say when I hear my name and feel a sudden tap on my shoulder…
AN: I know!
It's really short. And the cliffhanger beast from within has struck
again. Ok, well to anyone who still reads this, tell me what you
think by responding. Oh andI don't exactly know which story to
update next so, please go to my profile, check out my other stories
and tell me which you'd want me to continue…
Stephie