AN: The prompt for this is basically onesies and I wrote a teen!AU because I wanted to.
"I genuinely am sick this time." Emily croaked at her mother as she lay on the sofa, shivering despite being wrapped in a blanket and wearing her fluffy red onesie.
"I don't believe you, I know when you're pretending Emily now go and get ready otherwise we'll be late." Elizabeth replied, sighing at her teenage daughter. She knew Emily too well to know when she was faking sick and it was simply childish.
"I'm not, really I'm-" Emily stopped as her stomach lurched. Scrambling to her feet, she ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Elizabeth followed her daughter and did her best not to grimace as she heard Emily retching loudly before flushing the toilet. A few minutes later, Emily opened the door and leaned against the doorframe looking more pale and drawn than she did before.
"Believe me now?" Emily asked weakly and her mother nodded at her.
"Very well, go to bed and I'll see you tomorrow." Elizabeth said. this was a highly important function and it was vital that she and her husband attended. She supposed that since Emily was genuinely ill this time, she could miss out on going.
"Ok," Emily replied and on unsteady legs, made her way up the stairs and to her bedroom. Once in the privacy of her room, Emily grinned and dived for her personal landline phone and punched in Aaron's number.
"All systems go. Pick me up at the end of the block at ten." Emily said and hung up the phone before quickly changing out of her onesie and into a pair of jeans and her favourite top. She had tried to curb her habit of faking sick in order to sneak out at night but sometimes, well, needs must.
