Chapter 3
"Umm, I should go, I mean we've gotten enough done and Tracker's expecting me." Sean rushed as he stood up. Sean found his backpack and jacket.
"Yeah, do you need me to walk you?" Emma said without even thinking. What am I saying? I mean Sean isn't a baby! Why am I freaking out! He just broke up with me!
"If you must." Sean said as headed for the door.
"Sure, whatever." Emma said with some attitude this time.
"You're the one who asked if you wanted to go for a walk! If you don't I can handle it myself." Sean said, getting defensive but loosening up.
"Let's just go!" Emma said as she opened the door and walked past him. He was taken aback and had a shocked expression on his face.
As They Were Walking
The wind started to blow frantically as Sean and Emma headed their way down the street to his house.
"So...." Sean asked, attempting to start up a conversation.
"So...." Emma repeated. Emma laughed at herself. I sound like a parrot. Calm down Emma. It's all right; you are just walking to his house. Emma thought.
"Wow, what an in-depth conversation happening here." Sean stated. "Oh, you said earlier you had to give me back my stuff, ya know, return what was rightfully mine." Emma said, almost biting her tongue. Why did I say that?
"Oh," Sean said taken aback by her bringing up their breaking up, "well I think we have a little change of plans." Sean said as he started to lace his fingers into her, cupping each of their hands into their own.
"Why do you do this countless times? I mean we just broke up yesterday and already your moving in again like it never happened! What is your complete malfunction?" Emma shouted, as the rest of the people on the streets passing by turned their heads to see what was happening between the two teens.
"What do you mean? Is this about Jay again? I mean he is a good guy and he's my people!" Sean spat back.
"He's your people! What are you talking about? I mean there aren't different types of people who are white, other than of Asian descent obviously! Why do you act, as you and I are complete opposites! We obviously have one thing in common!" Emma shouted, now even louder than before. She was getting really angry and started walking away. "And anyway, you're the one who broke up with me, so who cares what I think? Remember you 'had nothing to say', so Bye!" Emma screamed as she ran down the street towards her house.
"Yeah we do have something in common," Sean said as he stood there. "We are both are stubborn and in love, with each other." He watched her run all the way down the street until her blond locks drifted away
In Media Immersion
Sean walked into school, looking around for Emma. She wasn't in homeroom, or in Media Immersion.
"Mr. Simpson, where's Emma?" Sean asked intrigued at where she was.
"Well actually Sean, she is practicing for her performance in the Cabaret. You know, she's singing that song! I don't remember, but everyone will see it. It's school wide. By the way, can I speak to you after class, in private?
"Alright Mr. Simpson." Sean said, as if he was in trouble.
After class, Sean quietly approached Mr. Simpson's desk. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, don't worry your not in trouble." Mr. Simpson responded and Sean's face went from tension to relief in a matter of seconds. "But it is about Emma" As Mr. Simpson said that, Sean's face dropped.
"What about Emma? Is she ok? What's wrong?" Sean said, flooding Mr. Simpson with questions.
"Calm down. She's fine, not hurt or anything. Well not physically or anything. She really thinks she's in love with you, as hard as it is to believe it's true, it is. But when she came home yesterday hysterical, we were very scared. First, no note to as where she was, leaving the baby by himself, and no call later. We were so afraid something happened. But she ran in the living room, sprinted up the stairs and ran into her room. Spike went up to see what was wrong, when she walked into the room; Emma was on the floor crying. Whatever happened yesterday must have shaken her up because she's really upset. You emotionally hurt her, and I'm not sure if I want her to continue to go through this." Mr. Simpson said calmly, but as he said started to finish his speech, Sean ran out the door into the hallway.
"I am not going to allow you to see her anymore. I'm sorry." But no one heard him because the entire room was empty and dark
"Umm, I should go, I mean we've gotten enough done and Tracker's expecting me." Sean rushed as he stood up. Sean found his backpack and jacket.
"Yeah, do you need me to walk you?" Emma said without even thinking. What am I saying? I mean Sean isn't a baby! Why am I freaking out! He just broke up with me!
"If you must." Sean said as headed for the door.
"Sure, whatever." Emma said with some attitude this time.
"You're the one who asked if you wanted to go for a walk! If you don't I can handle it myself." Sean said, getting defensive but loosening up.
"Let's just go!" Emma said as she opened the door and walked past him. He was taken aback and had a shocked expression on his face.
As They Were Walking
The wind started to blow frantically as Sean and Emma headed their way down the street to his house.
"So...." Sean asked, attempting to start up a conversation.
"So...." Emma repeated. Emma laughed at herself. I sound like a parrot. Calm down Emma. It's all right; you are just walking to his house. Emma thought.
"Wow, what an in-depth conversation happening here." Sean stated. "Oh, you said earlier you had to give me back my stuff, ya know, return what was rightfully mine." Emma said, almost biting her tongue. Why did I say that?
"Oh," Sean said taken aback by her bringing up their breaking up, "well I think we have a little change of plans." Sean said as he started to lace his fingers into her, cupping each of their hands into their own.
"Why do you do this countless times? I mean we just broke up yesterday and already your moving in again like it never happened! What is your complete malfunction?" Emma shouted, as the rest of the people on the streets passing by turned their heads to see what was happening between the two teens.
"What do you mean? Is this about Jay again? I mean he is a good guy and he's my people!" Sean spat back.
"He's your people! What are you talking about? I mean there aren't different types of people who are white, other than of Asian descent obviously! Why do you act, as you and I are complete opposites! We obviously have one thing in common!" Emma shouted, now even louder than before. She was getting really angry and started walking away. "And anyway, you're the one who broke up with me, so who cares what I think? Remember you 'had nothing to say', so Bye!" Emma screamed as she ran down the street towards her house.
"Yeah we do have something in common," Sean said as he stood there. "We are both are stubborn and in love, with each other." He watched her run all the way down the street until her blond locks drifted away
In Media Immersion
Sean walked into school, looking around for Emma. She wasn't in homeroom, or in Media Immersion.
"Mr. Simpson, where's Emma?" Sean asked intrigued at where she was.
"Well actually Sean, she is practicing for her performance in the Cabaret. You know, she's singing that song! I don't remember, but everyone will see it. It's school wide. By the way, can I speak to you after class, in private?
"Alright Mr. Simpson." Sean said, as if he was in trouble.
After class, Sean quietly approached Mr. Simpson's desk. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, don't worry your not in trouble." Mr. Simpson responded and Sean's face went from tension to relief in a matter of seconds. "But it is about Emma" As Mr. Simpson said that, Sean's face dropped.
"What about Emma? Is she ok? What's wrong?" Sean said, flooding Mr. Simpson with questions.
"Calm down. She's fine, not hurt or anything. Well not physically or anything. She really thinks she's in love with you, as hard as it is to believe it's true, it is. But when she came home yesterday hysterical, we were very scared. First, no note to as where she was, leaving the baby by himself, and no call later. We were so afraid something happened. But she ran in the living room, sprinted up the stairs and ran into her room. Spike went up to see what was wrong, when she walked into the room; Emma was on the floor crying. Whatever happened yesterday must have shaken her up because she's really upset. You emotionally hurt her, and I'm not sure if I want her to continue to go through this." Mr. Simpson said calmly, but as he said started to finish his speech, Sean ran out the door into the hallway.
"I am not going to allow you to see her anymore. I'm sorry." But no one heard him because the entire room was empty and dark