Misinterpretation
Emma POV
I couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable when Darien came to my class on Friday. He didn't really talk to anyone at school except these two friends he had that came only about twice a week. Every time a girl would talk with him, he'd blow her off right away and he'd hurry to the studio. None of that made me uncomfortable. The thing that made me so uncomfortable was that he seemed to have no interest in being friends with me anymore.
Last time I had spent time with him, I had cried and he had hugged me. Seems like I did a lot of crying since I came to the school. Everyone acted like everything was one huge drama! But anyways, what happened to that Darien I knew? It was bugging the hell out of me and I was gonna talk to him! When the bell rang for last class, I leapt up just as he did and I ran after him. First, he didn't seem to notice, until I ran his direction, right behind him. "Hey," I say. "Can we talk?"
He slows down and nervously glances around, but not directly at me. "Um, I guess."
"How come you totally ignore me all the time now? I thought we left as friends!"
He stops and looks at me, looking a bit angry all of the sudden. "Well, you were greatly mistaken. While you went out to little parties with your new boyfriend, I was stuck at home with no one to hang with! Even when I wasn't depressed, no one asked if I wanted to go have fun! No one ever asked me to do anything with them! Plus, you ran by my house with Legolas that one day, right by my house as if showing him off or something!"
I pause, totally confused. "For one, I came over to your house like twice and you never answered. Second, I don't know who you saw me with...I came over with Jake once, NOT Legolas."
His face loosens up and he looks a lot less angry. "No one cares about me, Emma. I don't think you do. I don't think really anyone does and if they do, hardly." He starts walking away, but I follow closely behind him.
Now it's my turn to get frustrated. "Don't give me that pity-me-please shit, Darien! If I didn't care, I wouldn't have come to talk to you. I worry about you sometimes, Darien! I want to know that if you need help, you'd talk to me, and because just cause we're not dating, doesn't mean I don't I care about you!"
He stops again, and then looks at me very miserably. "I'm sorry," he says. "I know you're right. And I am really sorry about everything that's happened between us."
"Just cause we've had little arguments, doesn't mean we need to totally forget our friendship and move one, does it?"
"No, it doesn't. Can we be friends again?"
I smile. "That's what I came to talk to you about. We can definitely be friends again. Just remember that I DO care. Don't jump to conclusions!"
He nods. "Hug?"
"Hug," I agree. We both hug really tight, not really caring who saw us. It felt good knowing we were friends again. He was a great person, but he had his priorities a little wrong and needed to know he was cared about.
"To make up for me ignoring you, you can come to the studio and meet my band, Radiochic!"
I laugh. "You have a band now? Wow, it has been a long time."
"Yea, they're great. You'd love them...but not as much as they'd love you," he says, rolling his eyes to himself. "But we've gotten a few songs down good. It's great."
"Great, well when can I come?"
"Right now, if you want. We have a practice in about thirty minutes."
"Well, let's go get something at the Wizard's Cup and then head on over to the studio?"
He smiles. "Sounds like a plan, nigga!"
Legolas POV
I neatly stack my books on top of one another in my locker and think about my plans for Emma and me today. Hopefully she'd have some time and we could have a little date or something. We usually did something on Friday nights.
'We could maybe go out to a movie or go to a club, just me and her!' I say to myself.
"Hey Legolas!" I turn my head to see Ryson. "Hey bro, what's going on?"
"Nothing much. Want to hang out or something with some of my friends? Me and a few others wanted to go see Midnight Murder."
"I might have plans with Emma," I say.
"Isn't Emma going out with that guy, Darien?"
I make a face. "No, I don't think they're even friends anymore. I'M going out with Emma."
"I think they're friends or something. Just about everyone saw them talking and hug each other in the hall. They LEFT with each other too."
I frown. Why didn't she tell me she was going somewhere with him? I wasn't really worried that something would happen between them, but I didn't understand why she didn't TELL me she was gonna go hang with him. It actually kinda bothered me. Hanging out with an ex just seemed so weird. I would never hang with an ex! Then again, I only had ONE that lived really far away...
"Are you okay with that?" Ryson asks.
"No, not really...but I trust her. I just don't trust HIM," I say. "I don't know him very well, but I know he'd liked her since he met her, like crazy."
Ryson nods. "Well, you wanna see a movie with my friends or no?"
I shrug. "Yea, sure. It'll be fun," I say, hoping that Ryson doesn't feel like just my second choice.
Jake POV
"That is my side of the closet!" Lance sneers and takes my clothes out of the closet and throw them on my bed. I really want to kill this kid. I hate, hate, HATE him!!! I bite my lip, trying not to burst out yelling. "All right, you need to shut the fuck up and leave me alone, PLEASE!" I say as calmly as possible. "This is not working out. We need to both get new roommates. We can both sign that form thingy so that we can have different roommates. Then both of us will be happy."
"I think I like my room and I don't mind you, so I think I wont sign a form...just stay and bother you for as long as I can. Besides, my sister hates you, so I do too!"
"You look up to that bitch?"
"Don't call her a bitch!" he snaps. "She's a great sister."
"Bitch, bitch, bitch! That's what she is! My sister is the great sister while yours is a fuckin whore!" I shout, really losing my temper now. We both jump off out beds and get right in each other's faces.
"She's not even your REAL sister," he says.
"Even when she and her family had to go through all this trouble to have me, they did, cause they loved me! She's a REAL sister."
Lance backs off and lays on his bed. "I don't understand people like you. But either way, I'm gonna be your roommate."
"HEY!" I exclaim. "Did your sister talk you into torturing me?"
"Why would she do that?" he says, looking guilty, glancing around nervously.
I narrow my eyes at him. "Because you were picked to be my roommate anyways so now she's gonna let you torture me! She can make you do anything, can't she? You're a sister's slave, AREN'T YOU?!"
He looks defensive. "No, she can't make me do anything!"
"I'm not convinced!" I say, crossing my arms.
"I'll sign this form so we can have different roommates. My sister isn't my boss!"
"Exactly!" I say. Wow, this bozo is stupid. It wasn't that hard to convince him...
Emma POV
Darien and I grab coffees and then he drives me to the studio. "I want you to hear us play. Prepare to be amazed!" he says and gives this cute toothy grin.
I nod. "Oh yea," I say. "Darien, you'll blow me away!"
"We'll rock your world, sista!" he continues to joke. "But no, really. We're not bad, if I say so myself."
He stops the car and we walk inside. "Hey bro! Who's the babe?" says this shoulder length, curly haired guy, sitting down and messing with a bass.
"This 'BABE' is my non-single FRIEND," Darien says sharply. "You're job is to play your bass."
"Okay, okay," he says. "I didn't mean any harm or nothin'."
"It's all good," I say. "I'm Emma."
He pauses as if my name meant something to him. He probably had heard stuff about me that I really didn't want to hear. "I'm Connor. Nice to meet you."
"You too," I say.
Another boy bursts in the room. "Sorry guys!" he says. He has straight brown hair. "Am I late?"
"Not really," Darien says. "Just in time."
"Whose this?" the guy looks at me.
"Possibly our first fan!" Darien says. I laugh at how funny that sounds.
"So we're gonna practice and she's gonna watch?" the guy says.
"Yea," Connor says. "Play yo toys, boy!"
"Oh, and by the way," says the straight haired boy as he sits at his drums. "I'm Blake."
"I'm Emma," I say again.
Daniel picks up his guitar. "This song is probably not your kinda song...it's, well...really sad n' stuff. But it sounds good."
Daniel starts off with the electric guitar really loud and metalish. Then Blake and Connor come in with the bass and drums and I have to say, it's REALLY good. What does he mean, not my style? It's awesome! It's actually pretty funny how much they look so good together, as a band and every time Blake beats the drum, Connor bops his head up and down. It's cute.
"In the open, See the fairy princess, In the open, See the pain is less,
Cries unheard and concealed, Decisions decided, Fresh sores so unhealed, Agony abided."
At the same time Connor and Daniel jump and everything goes perfect, except that Connor goes off a beat for a second...still, they're so good. This other girl comes in the middle of the song and watches with me.
"In the shadow of a tombstone, You'll hear her soft whispers. "Come back, I'm all alone", Muffled sounds like whimpers."
The song ends and they smile halfheartedly as if hoping it was good enough. "Whoo hoo!! Bravo!" I applaud. The other girl follows my lead and claps.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, very much," says Daniel and I laugh. "Oh, Emma, this is Arleen. Arleen, Emma."
"Hey!" I say, smiling at her.
"Hi," she answers shyly.
"Well, we have to practice a few more songs," Connor says. "Do you guys want to stay and listen?"
"YES!" Arleen and I say eagerly. The three boys smile and start up a song again.
Arleen's POV
I can't help but feel really uncomfortable, sitting right next to Emma. Wasn't that the girl that he had broken up with recently? Why were THEY hanging out? Why was he hanging with an ex-girlfriend? Was he interested in her again? Lots of questions filled my head.
As soon as the band stopped, Emma got up and started talking with the band.
"You guys are pretty good. I'm proud of you, Darien!" she says, smiling at him. Does she LIKE him? Great, this all is just GREAT! I wouldn't be surprised if he still liked her too.
"I've been working a lot, but I don't think I'm ALL that great," he says modestly. "Anyways, so we've played enough today. Why don't we go out to eat together? All of us!"
"Yea, I am hungry for chicken!" Blake says, stepping up from his drums and rubbing his stomach.
I wait a minute for them to include me, but no one does.
"Ahh, seafood sounds good though..." Connor says.
They start talking about where they'll go out to eat, but I just roll my eyes and sneak off. Doesn't seem that I'm wanted now that they have their little miss Emma to hang with.
Darien POV
When we finally agree on something to eat, I say, "Arleen, want to come with us?" But when I turn, she's not there. "Hmm...where'd she go?"
"She probably had something to do," Connor said. "Let's go, I'm starving."
The four of us drop everything then to go to my car. I frown to myself, wondering why Arleen went off so fast without me noticing. She could have said bye.
"It's cool hanging with you guys!" Emma says.
"Yea, it's cool being friends again," I say to Emma. "I guess we weren't meant to be more, but we make great friends."
Connor and Blake glance over at each other.
"Yea...why don't we go to the movies after dinner? I hear that new movie Midnight Murder is good," Emma says.
"I wanna go see that!" Blake exclaims.
"Let's go!" Connor agrees. "I was wondering if that movie was out. Have you seen that commercial where that girl like screams and then..." Connor starts going on, explaining the whole commercial.
"Okay, Connor, enough! We'll see the movie!"
"Yay!" he explains, reminding me of a kid getting candy.
After the movie, we're all trying to talk at the same time about our favorite parts. I have my arm around Emma's shoulders and Blake has his on her shoulders, on the other side, and she has her arms around our wastes. We just walk together, laughing like crazy, like a big group of friends that have known each other forever. Chris walks along close by and laughs along with us.
I see a blond guy in front of us and he turns to talk to someone and I get to see his face. "Legolas!" I exclaim and jump away from Emma's side. Legolas hears me and turns around quickly. Blake still has his arm around Emma and Emma stops talking and looks at Legolas.
Emma starts pushing Blake away, but Blake looks a little confused. It wasn't like Blake LIKED Emma, but with him and his arm around her all by himself...looked a little wrong!
Legolas's eyes widen and he looks totally confused. "Whose he?" Blake asks stupidly. Emma doesn't say anything.
"The question is, who is HE?" Legolas says. "Who is he, Emma?"
"My...uh, new friend."
"Friend with his ARM around you?" Legolas snaps. "I can't believe that you let guys hang on you like that when you think I'm not around!" Oh no, this isn't good.
Emma POV
I really don't know what to say! How can I explain I wasn't cheating? There was no way I could convince him Blake wasn't hanging on me...but it wasn't like THAT!
"Legolas..." I say slowly. "It's not like it looks."
"I don't understand how you can let a guy put his arm around you that you don't know hardly and think it's okay!" Legolas snaps.
"Hey man, stop yelling at her!" Blake snaps back. "You've got it all wrong!"
"I saw enough, 'man'!" Legolas says. "And I didn't like it!"
"Darien and Blake had their arms around her at the same time. Just like friends...it wasn't like that..." Connor tries to cover for me too.
Darien makes a face like "don't get me into this, please!"
Legolas's mouth drops a little. "Emma, you let Darien put his arm around you too? Since when do you let all the guys put their arms around you? I've had enough of this shit. I can't believe this."
Legolas storms off and I just watch. I wish I could have said something that would have made him believe me! I watch him drive away, not bothering to look at me again. I feel tears start to spill out of my eyes. Blake pats my back. "I'm so sorry, Emma. I've screwed things up for you."
"Me too," Connor says. "I shouldn't have been such a big mouth."
"And none of us should have put our arms around Emma even if it was just a buddy-buddy thing. It can always look bad."
I feel sobs rack my body and we walk towards Darien's car. Darien pats my back and Connor stands on the other side of me saying things like, "It'll be okay. He'll find out you're not cheating on him. You love him and he'll see that."
Blake walks behind looking really guilty for some reason. I look back at him real quick. "Blake, don't feel bad," I sniff. "It's not your fault."
He nods, but doesn't really believe me. It starts raining on our way back. They drop me off in silence, except when I get out of the car, Darien says "We're sorry, Em. If you need someone to talk to, please call me. The least I can do is be the friend you've been for me."
"We hope to see you again soon, Emma!" Connor says.
"Yea, next time we wont screw things up for you!" Blake says. "Things will work out with you and Legolas."
"Thanks guys. You guys are great and whether Legolas wants to have a cow about this or not, I'll still hang out with you guys when I can. You guys are cool." I shut the door and run through the heavy rain towards my building.
The boys were so sweet, but my mind wasn't really focused on that. How was I gonna get Legolas to believe me? I know he would at least let me explain, but whether he believed me or liked the idea...that was the problem.
Emma POV
I couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable when Darien came to my class on Friday. He didn't really talk to anyone at school except these two friends he had that came only about twice a week. Every time a girl would talk with him, he'd blow her off right away and he'd hurry to the studio. None of that made me uncomfortable. The thing that made me so uncomfortable was that he seemed to have no interest in being friends with me anymore.
Last time I had spent time with him, I had cried and he had hugged me. Seems like I did a lot of crying since I came to the school. Everyone acted like everything was one huge drama! But anyways, what happened to that Darien I knew? It was bugging the hell out of me and I was gonna talk to him! When the bell rang for last class, I leapt up just as he did and I ran after him. First, he didn't seem to notice, until I ran his direction, right behind him. "Hey," I say. "Can we talk?"
He slows down and nervously glances around, but not directly at me. "Um, I guess."
"How come you totally ignore me all the time now? I thought we left as friends!"
He stops and looks at me, looking a bit angry all of the sudden. "Well, you were greatly mistaken. While you went out to little parties with your new boyfriend, I was stuck at home with no one to hang with! Even when I wasn't depressed, no one asked if I wanted to go have fun! No one ever asked me to do anything with them! Plus, you ran by my house with Legolas that one day, right by my house as if showing him off or something!"
I pause, totally confused. "For one, I came over to your house like twice and you never answered. Second, I don't know who you saw me with...I came over with Jake once, NOT Legolas."
His face loosens up and he looks a lot less angry. "No one cares about me, Emma. I don't think you do. I don't think really anyone does and if they do, hardly." He starts walking away, but I follow closely behind him.
Now it's my turn to get frustrated. "Don't give me that pity-me-please shit, Darien! If I didn't care, I wouldn't have come to talk to you. I worry about you sometimes, Darien! I want to know that if you need help, you'd talk to me, and because just cause we're not dating, doesn't mean I don't I care about you!"
He stops again, and then looks at me very miserably. "I'm sorry," he says. "I know you're right. And I am really sorry about everything that's happened between us."
"Just cause we've had little arguments, doesn't mean we need to totally forget our friendship and move one, does it?"
"No, it doesn't. Can we be friends again?"
I smile. "That's what I came to talk to you about. We can definitely be friends again. Just remember that I DO care. Don't jump to conclusions!"
He nods. "Hug?"
"Hug," I agree. We both hug really tight, not really caring who saw us. It felt good knowing we were friends again. He was a great person, but he had his priorities a little wrong and needed to know he was cared about.
"To make up for me ignoring you, you can come to the studio and meet my band, Radiochic!"
I laugh. "You have a band now? Wow, it has been a long time."
"Yea, they're great. You'd love them...but not as much as they'd love you," he says, rolling his eyes to himself. "But we've gotten a few songs down good. It's great."
"Great, well when can I come?"
"Right now, if you want. We have a practice in about thirty minutes."
"Well, let's go get something at the Wizard's Cup and then head on over to the studio?"
He smiles. "Sounds like a plan, nigga!"
Legolas POV
I neatly stack my books on top of one another in my locker and think about my plans for Emma and me today. Hopefully she'd have some time and we could have a little date or something. We usually did something on Friday nights.
'We could maybe go out to a movie or go to a club, just me and her!' I say to myself.
"Hey Legolas!" I turn my head to see Ryson. "Hey bro, what's going on?"
"Nothing much. Want to hang out or something with some of my friends? Me and a few others wanted to go see Midnight Murder."
"I might have plans with Emma," I say.
"Isn't Emma going out with that guy, Darien?"
I make a face. "No, I don't think they're even friends anymore. I'M going out with Emma."
"I think they're friends or something. Just about everyone saw them talking and hug each other in the hall. They LEFT with each other too."
I frown. Why didn't she tell me she was going somewhere with him? I wasn't really worried that something would happen between them, but I didn't understand why she didn't TELL me she was gonna go hang with him. It actually kinda bothered me. Hanging out with an ex just seemed so weird. I would never hang with an ex! Then again, I only had ONE that lived really far away...
"Are you okay with that?" Ryson asks.
"No, not really...but I trust her. I just don't trust HIM," I say. "I don't know him very well, but I know he'd liked her since he met her, like crazy."
Ryson nods. "Well, you wanna see a movie with my friends or no?"
I shrug. "Yea, sure. It'll be fun," I say, hoping that Ryson doesn't feel like just my second choice.
Jake POV
"That is my side of the closet!" Lance sneers and takes my clothes out of the closet and throw them on my bed. I really want to kill this kid. I hate, hate, HATE him!!! I bite my lip, trying not to burst out yelling. "All right, you need to shut the fuck up and leave me alone, PLEASE!" I say as calmly as possible. "This is not working out. We need to both get new roommates. We can both sign that form thingy so that we can have different roommates. Then both of us will be happy."
"I think I like my room and I don't mind you, so I think I wont sign a form...just stay and bother you for as long as I can. Besides, my sister hates you, so I do too!"
"You look up to that bitch?"
"Don't call her a bitch!" he snaps. "She's a great sister."
"Bitch, bitch, bitch! That's what she is! My sister is the great sister while yours is a fuckin whore!" I shout, really losing my temper now. We both jump off out beds and get right in each other's faces.
"She's not even your REAL sister," he says.
"Even when she and her family had to go through all this trouble to have me, they did, cause they loved me! She's a REAL sister."
Lance backs off and lays on his bed. "I don't understand people like you. But either way, I'm gonna be your roommate."
"HEY!" I exclaim. "Did your sister talk you into torturing me?"
"Why would she do that?" he says, looking guilty, glancing around nervously.
I narrow my eyes at him. "Because you were picked to be my roommate anyways so now she's gonna let you torture me! She can make you do anything, can't she? You're a sister's slave, AREN'T YOU?!"
He looks defensive. "No, she can't make me do anything!"
"I'm not convinced!" I say, crossing my arms.
"I'll sign this form so we can have different roommates. My sister isn't my boss!"
"Exactly!" I say. Wow, this bozo is stupid. It wasn't that hard to convince him...
Emma POV
Darien and I grab coffees and then he drives me to the studio. "I want you to hear us play. Prepare to be amazed!" he says and gives this cute toothy grin.
I nod. "Oh yea," I say. "Darien, you'll blow me away!"
"We'll rock your world, sista!" he continues to joke. "But no, really. We're not bad, if I say so myself."
He stops the car and we walk inside. "Hey bro! Who's the babe?" says this shoulder length, curly haired guy, sitting down and messing with a bass.
"This 'BABE' is my non-single FRIEND," Darien says sharply. "You're job is to play your bass."
"Okay, okay," he says. "I didn't mean any harm or nothin'."
"It's all good," I say. "I'm Emma."
He pauses as if my name meant something to him. He probably had heard stuff about me that I really didn't want to hear. "I'm Connor. Nice to meet you."
"You too," I say.
Another boy bursts in the room. "Sorry guys!" he says. He has straight brown hair. "Am I late?"
"Not really," Darien says. "Just in time."
"Whose this?" the guy looks at me.
"Possibly our first fan!" Darien says. I laugh at how funny that sounds.
"So we're gonna practice and she's gonna watch?" the guy says.
"Yea," Connor says. "Play yo toys, boy!"
"Oh, and by the way," says the straight haired boy as he sits at his drums. "I'm Blake."
"I'm Emma," I say again.
Daniel picks up his guitar. "This song is probably not your kinda song...it's, well...really sad n' stuff. But it sounds good."
Daniel starts off with the electric guitar really loud and metalish. Then Blake and Connor come in with the bass and drums and I have to say, it's REALLY good. What does he mean, not my style? It's awesome! It's actually pretty funny how much they look so good together, as a band and every time Blake beats the drum, Connor bops his head up and down. It's cute.
"In the open, See the fairy princess, In the open, See the pain is less,
Cries unheard and concealed, Decisions decided, Fresh sores so unhealed, Agony abided."
At the same time Connor and Daniel jump and everything goes perfect, except that Connor goes off a beat for a second...still, they're so good. This other girl comes in the middle of the song and watches with me.
"In the shadow of a tombstone, You'll hear her soft whispers. "Come back, I'm all alone", Muffled sounds like whimpers."
The song ends and they smile halfheartedly as if hoping it was good enough. "Whoo hoo!! Bravo!" I applaud. The other girl follows my lead and claps.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, very much," says Daniel and I laugh. "Oh, Emma, this is Arleen. Arleen, Emma."
"Hey!" I say, smiling at her.
"Hi," she answers shyly.
"Well, we have to practice a few more songs," Connor says. "Do you guys want to stay and listen?"
"YES!" Arleen and I say eagerly. The three boys smile and start up a song again.
Arleen's POV
I can't help but feel really uncomfortable, sitting right next to Emma. Wasn't that the girl that he had broken up with recently? Why were THEY hanging out? Why was he hanging with an ex-girlfriend? Was he interested in her again? Lots of questions filled my head.
As soon as the band stopped, Emma got up and started talking with the band.
"You guys are pretty good. I'm proud of you, Darien!" she says, smiling at him. Does she LIKE him? Great, this all is just GREAT! I wouldn't be surprised if he still liked her too.
"I've been working a lot, but I don't think I'm ALL that great," he says modestly. "Anyways, so we've played enough today. Why don't we go out to eat together? All of us!"
"Yea, I am hungry for chicken!" Blake says, stepping up from his drums and rubbing his stomach.
I wait a minute for them to include me, but no one does.
"Ahh, seafood sounds good though..." Connor says.
They start talking about where they'll go out to eat, but I just roll my eyes and sneak off. Doesn't seem that I'm wanted now that they have their little miss Emma to hang with.
Darien POV
When we finally agree on something to eat, I say, "Arleen, want to come with us?" But when I turn, she's not there. "Hmm...where'd she go?"
"She probably had something to do," Connor said. "Let's go, I'm starving."
The four of us drop everything then to go to my car. I frown to myself, wondering why Arleen went off so fast without me noticing. She could have said bye.
"It's cool hanging with you guys!" Emma says.
"Yea, it's cool being friends again," I say to Emma. "I guess we weren't meant to be more, but we make great friends."
Connor and Blake glance over at each other.
"Yea...why don't we go to the movies after dinner? I hear that new movie Midnight Murder is good," Emma says.
"I wanna go see that!" Blake exclaims.
"Let's go!" Connor agrees. "I was wondering if that movie was out. Have you seen that commercial where that girl like screams and then..." Connor starts going on, explaining the whole commercial.
"Okay, Connor, enough! We'll see the movie!"
"Yay!" he explains, reminding me of a kid getting candy.
After the movie, we're all trying to talk at the same time about our favorite parts. I have my arm around Emma's shoulders and Blake has his on her shoulders, on the other side, and she has her arms around our wastes. We just walk together, laughing like crazy, like a big group of friends that have known each other forever. Chris walks along close by and laughs along with us.
I see a blond guy in front of us and he turns to talk to someone and I get to see his face. "Legolas!" I exclaim and jump away from Emma's side. Legolas hears me and turns around quickly. Blake still has his arm around Emma and Emma stops talking and looks at Legolas.
Emma starts pushing Blake away, but Blake looks a little confused. It wasn't like Blake LIKED Emma, but with him and his arm around her all by himself...looked a little wrong!
Legolas's eyes widen and he looks totally confused. "Whose he?" Blake asks stupidly. Emma doesn't say anything.
"The question is, who is HE?" Legolas says. "Who is he, Emma?"
"My...uh, new friend."
"Friend with his ARM around you?" Legolas snaps. "I can't believe that you let guys hang on you like that when you think I'm not around!" Oh no, this isn't good.
Emma POV
I really don't know what to say! How can I explain I wasn't cheating? There was no way I could convince him Blake wasn't hanging on me...but it wasn't like THAT!
"Legolas..." I say slowly. "It's not like it looks."
"I don't understand how you can let a guy put his arm around you that you don't know hardly and think it's okay!" Legolas snaps.
"Hey man, stop yelling at her!" Blake snaps back. "You've got it all wrong!"
"I saw enough, 'man'!" Legolas says. "And I didn't like it!"
"Darien and Blake had their arms around her at the same time. Just like friends...it wasn't like that..." Connor tries to cover for me too.
Darien makes a face like "don't get me into this, please!"
Legolas's mouth drops a little. "Emma, you let Darien put his arm around you too? Since when do you let all the guys put their arms around you? I've had enough of this shit. I can't believe this."
Legolas storms off and I just watch. I wish I could have said something that would have made him believe me! I watch him drive away, not bothering to look at me again. I feel tears start to spill out of my eyes. Blake pats my back. "I'm so sorry, Emma. I've screwed things up for you."
"Me too," Connor says. "I shouldn't have been such a big mouth."
"And none of us should have put our arms around Emma even if it was just a buddy-buddy thing. It can always look bad."
I feel sobs rack my body and we walk towards Darien's car. Darien pats my back and Connor stands on the other side of me saying things like, "It'll be okay. He'll find out you're not cheating on him. You love him and he'll see that."
Blake walks behind looking really guilty for some reason. I look back at him real quick. "Blake, don't feel bad," I sniff. "It's not your fault."
He nods, but doesn't really believe me. It starts raining on our way back. They drop me off in silence, except when I get out of the car, Darien says "We're sorry, Em. If you need someone to talk to, please call me. The least I can do is be the friend you've been for me."
"We hope to see you again soon, Emma!" Connor says.
"Yea, next time we wont screw things up for you!" Blake says. "Things will work out with you and Legolas."
"Thanks guys. You guys are great and whether Legolas wants to have a cow about this or not, I'll still hang out with you guys when I can. You guys are cool." I shut the door and run through the heavy rain towards my building.
The boys were so sweet, but my mind wasn't really focused on that. How was I gonna get Legolas to believe me? I know he would at least let me explain, but whether he believed me or liked the idea...that was the problem.
