Emma sat at the computer typing on her journal. She looked over at Snake who was too weak to even stay away for more than ten minutes. Jack was sound asleep next to him on the couch. Spike was in the kitchen cooking something up for dinner.
Emma looked back at what she had written.
TITLE: I KNOW I SAID…
That Sean and I were completely over but I don't like it that he's hanging out with guys who are such a bad influence on him. I mean, he has me and he has Craig and he has…Tracker. And…well, he has ME. And when my mom started dating Snake, I thought I wasn't needed anymore but I realized that Sean needs me more than anyone else.
And I need him…
—Emma
Emma had trailed off. Without noticing it she clicked the submit button and it was posted. She sat there like a zombie. Her feelings were out for everyone at Degrassi to read, she loved Sean and that's all he needed to know. But everyone else at Degrassi didn't need to know.
Emma went over to her friend's list and clicked on Sean's locker.
TITLE: What to do…
I didn't think Emma would take me back after I stole Mr. Simpson's laptop, but I guess I was wrong. Emma sees through all of that in people. But we're not back 2gether. I mean…I wish we were. It's lonely at home with Tracker out w/ what's-her-name and Craig dating Ashley, dumping Ashley, and then dating his best friend, Sammy because he has feelings for Sammy that he didn't have for Ashley. U know what I mean? I want something likde what craig and Sammy have…only w/ emma.
But I don't get what people say about love. "You know when it happens" and when you finally do realize you're in love and you tell people they say "You can't be in love you're too young" or "You don't know what love is". you know? So…what is "love" anyway?
Well, I'm gonna make like a tree and leaf. Sorry I'm a dork!
—Sean
Emma's heart skipped when she read what he had written about her. They were pretty much on the same page when it came to how they felt about one another. Emma smiled and clicked on SEND ME A D-MAIL.
To: Sean
From: Emma
Subject: Your journal
Sean,
Hey, I was just reading what you had written in your journal. I totally feel the same way about you…I can't eat, can't sleep w/o thinking about you. Well, I gtg.
—Emma
Sorry
So
Short
She clicked send and then got off line.