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White Eyes

Chapter Four:

Emerson opened her eyes to be greeted by the bright electric blue eyes, the eyes of Tyler Simms.

"Morning." Emerson said, letting a yawn escape her lips. Tyler lips turned into a grin when he heard her groggy and husky morning voice. "What time is it?" Emerson asked looked around to find a clock.

"It's six."

"Gah! I'm going back to sleep!" Emerson cried as she snuggled her head back into Tyler's toned chest.

"Em, we have school!" Tyler said, laughing as the brown eyed beauty lifted her head off his chest looking at him questionably.

"School?" Emerson asked, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, school. Now go get dressed I'll wait for you." Tyler said as he helped Emerson up.

"I've got something better." Emerson said and flicked her now white eyes in the direction of her walk in wardrobe, in seconds the uniform of Spencers Academy flew way and landed on the bed. Emerson looked at Tyler and smiled, in seconds another uniform appeared on the bed, this time a boy's uniform. Tyler's Uniform.

"That is so unfair!" Tyler said, pouting. 'Aw! He looks so innocent!' Emerson thought, looking at the 'innocent' Tyler Simms. "You can Use as much as you want and nothing happens to you but I grow all old and wrinkly!" He cried. Emerson laughed and grabbed her uniform, heading towards her bathroom that was connected with her room.

Emerson slipped into the white dress shirt and tie, they both fitted well enough. The young girl grabbed the Spencers skirt and wiggled into it finding it much too big. "Ty!" Emerson called though the bathroom door.

"Yeah?" She faintly heard.

"Can I can back?"

"Sure." Tyler said, as he zipped his gray dress pants.

Emerson came out holding her skirt on the side."My skirt is too big." Emerson said pouting. Tyler laughed and buttoned up his dress shirt.



"I'll call Kate, she's the fashion diva." Tyler said walking out of the room. Emerson smiled and thought about how good he looked shirtless. Nobody would have thought the baby of the group could be so hot.

Tyler came in five minutes later with Kate at his tail. "Katie, my skirt is too big!" Kate laughed; Emerson was the only one that called her Katie.

"Ty, hold this quick." Kate said handing him her blazer. "Now hold your shirt up." Kate said turning back to Emerson. Emerson blushed and held up her shirt to her belly button and watched as Kate flipped the hem of the skirt over twice making the waist band thicker.

"Wah-La!" Kate said, looking at her work from a distance.

"But it's really short!" Emerson said, pulling the skirt down making it sit on her middle thigh.

"Nar, it's a little short but its okay." Kate said. Emerson gave her an all-knowing-look and Kate cringed. "Arh! You look so much like Caleb when you do that! Stop!" Emerson laughed then went back to her serious concern about her short skirt. "No really, it looks fine. Doesn't it Tyler?" Kate asked looking at the brunette.

Tyler blushed and looked down, suddenly his shoes becoming the most interesting thing alive. "It looks good." Kate smiled proudly.

"See! It has baby boy blushing!" Kate said watching the two teenagers blush. Kate left the room still with a stupid smirk written all over her face.

"Come on Em, were going to be late!" Tyler said, his cheeks turning back to their normal tan colour.

"It's six-thirty!" Emerson cried as she watched Tyler grab her navy vest and blazer then drag her out of her room.

"Do you want breakfast or not?" Tyler asked, smirking at the beauty over his shoulder.

"Fine!" Emerson said and allowed herself to be dragged down the stairs by Tyler who was grinning evilly. Tyler grabbed his Hummers keys off the counter and make his way outside still Emerson latched on to his toned arm.

"Baby boy?" Emerson asked sweetly.

"Yes, Em Gem." Tyler answered, pressing the unlock button letting the doors unlock of the Hummer. Emerson smiled at her new nickname and thought.

"I'm driving!" Emerson yelled as she stole the keys off Tyler. Tyler felt his pockets for the keys and looked over at the sixteen year old. He sighed and let out a laugh, walking towards the passengers seat he so often used.

"Did you know, I'm an expert at pick pocketing?" Emerson grinned, jumping in the driver's seat of the Hummer.



Tyler raised an eyebrow and smirked. "You know you're not that innocent." He spoke, calmly trying not to crack a smile.

"So I've been told." Emerson said with a sigh and a quick million dollar smile, as she started the liquid black Hummer.

Tyler yet again was surprised by her driving. She curved around the corners and sped though the autumn falling leaves from the trees. In a matter of minutes they arrived safely in the student parking lot of Spencers Academy. That was when Emerson started to feel nervous, she looked around at the different groups and thought. 'Great...'

"Em, you okay?" Tyler asked, looking down at the younger girls hands. They were shaking.

"No!" Emerson cried and clung to the older boy tightly."Can I go home!?" She asked, looking around at the people who had started to notice them.

"Come on. I promise I won't let anything happen to you." Tyler said, wrapping his firm tanner arm around the shoulders of the young brunette.

"Promise?" Emerson asked, looking up at the intense eyes of Tyler Simms.

"Of course!" Tyler said, flashing a reassuring smile at the petite girl.

"Okay." Emerson said, smiling slightly at the tingles going though her body starting the moment Tyler had touched her.

"What if no body likes me?" Emerson asked suddenly. Tyler smiled still looking ahead. He couldn't think of anything apart from the currant state of Emerson, it was to cute to see her so scared and nervous.

"I like you." Tyler answered and blushed how that sounded. "So do Kate, Reid, Pogue and of course Caleb!" He added on quickly.

Emerson's eyes widened and she whispered. "Sarah doesn't like me?"

"Yes of course she does!" Tyler laughed and gave Emerson's shoulders quick hold, calming her down instantly.

"It's still not fair! Why can't I be in your grade?" Emerson whined as she latched on to Tyler's strong arm.

"Because you're to young!"

"Am not! Your only one year older!"

"Yeah and I'm the youngest of the grade. Plus, Caleb is two years older then you!" Tyler said, smirking.

"Gah. Come on young boy, your taking me to the principal." Emerson said as she dragged him down the hall of gossiping girls and watching boys.



"I am?"

"You are."