This is a fic that will be written by xocrazililkelox and me, skittlesxrayn. It is A/U. In this fic, Emma is adopted and is the younger sister of Towerz. Interesting, eh? Hope you all enjoy it. Read and review!

Panic Prone

Chapter Ten

skittlesxrayn

Later on, Manny came over. Emma's best friend. They locked themselves in Emma's room, hoping that no one would bother them for once. Emma debated telling her what was happening with Jay, but she decided against it. Manny would just over react. And there was nothing really to react about. At least, that's what Emma wanted to believe.

The topic of conversation at the moment, was clothes. Manny started dressing a little...slutty a few years ago. Emma, however, was never one to dress like that. Even if she wanted to, her parents would never let her. Neither would her brother.

The conversation moved to Manny's parents.

"My dad was bugging me about a shirt my mom let me buy. He wouldn't shut up about it." Manny sighed.

Emma rolled her eyes and finshed painting her toe nails. "At least you have your parents," she muttered under her breath.

Manny's head popped up, "What?"

Emma shrugged, "You have your parents. You should be grateful."

"You have your parents, Em."

"No. I don't," she closed the nail polish bottle and tossed it aside. "I have strangers who are raising me."

Manny shook her head, "They're not strangers. They've raised you since you were born. They love you."

"I know that, Manny. You just don't get it and you wouldn't understand."

"Explain it to me then. I'm your best friend. I'm for you."

Emma sighed, "It just sucks. A lot. I mean, I suppose if they even looked remotely like me, it wouldn't be so hard. But, they're black. I'm white. I'm not racist, by any means. I just...I want to know why. Why my real parents didn't want me. What happened. I want to know."

Manny pulled her in to a hug, "Em, they are your real parents. Maybe not by blood, but in every way that matters. They raised you, clothed you, fed you, loved you."

"I know. And thinking about my biological parents makes me feel ungrateful. Like I don't care about my mom and dad."

"No it doesn't. I understand that you would want to know. I get it. And if you ever want to find them, I'm behind you. All the way."

Emma smiled and their embrace ended, "Thanks, Manny."