Hey all thanks for the reviews.
Just Someone: Yeah, I wrote the fan fiction at 6 AM this morning (note: I'm never even up until quarter til 8) but I couldn't stop thinking of a scary movie I saw 2weeks ago so I couldn't think straight. But yeah, you're right...but I'm going to make it as if he doesn't remember Jordan per se (Chemo got to his head-yeah, sounds dumb but it could happen, well actually it did happen to my grandma who passed away a year ago, once again I'm off topic) so he doesn't remember Jordan, long shot but it was 4 years ago and he has cancer.
Angel: Same as what I said to Just Someone, I didn't realize what I was doing (up really early) but I'm going to tie in what you said about why he would be acting so happy about it in this chapter.
Allie: You read my mind! Yes, this is an Emma/Jay fan fiction, I ADORE them as a couple ever since that episode Mercy Street when she tripped Rick and he shot her his "I'm gonna hurt you look" and then Jay to the rescue! Even though he is a jerk in the episode Time Stands Still (I downloaded it) and it's really sad/cruel what Jay does to Rick and definitely sad/cruel what the consequences are.
Anyhow, thanks for the reviews everyone and here is Chapter 2.
Chapter 2
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"I can't believe he's here!" Emma exclaimed as she walked out of Media Immersion with JT, Manny, Heather, Liberty, and Toby.
"How can't he remember Jordan? He's like the one who called the cops wasn't he?" Manny asked.
"Yeah," Emma nodded, "I was thinking that too. But with his remission gone and the cancer back, he hasn't been able to think as clearly and Jordan did look kind of different, but still. Why him? Why my school? Why him?! And wouldn't the wchool do a background check on him?!" Emma exlcaimed.
"Maybe he was under an alias," Toby said.
"He wouldn't use the name Jordan Newpeak," Emma pointed out.
"What if that isn't his real name? What if Jordan Newpeak is his friend or something and he gave him his application instead with all of his background infromation to give to the school so "Jordan" wouldn't get caught," JT cihmed in, using air quotes on the name Jordan.
"I don't know, this is just really stressful right now. I think I'm gonna lose it," Emma sighed deeply, running a hand through her blonde hair.
"Don't worry about it," Heather said, sympathetically.
Even though everybody else Emma hung around with hated Heather, Emma thought she was really nice and pretty.
"And I had to choose today to dress like a slut!" Emma exclaimed.
"Em, quit worrying," Manny said.
"How can I? And how can he be here? Shouldn't he be serving 10-20 in Montreal or something?!"
"Well actually, he'd probably be serving it here in Toronto, but he could be paroled,"
"He practically rapes me, a 12 year old and five years later they don't do anything about it?! Damn it!" Emma exclaimed slamming herself against a locker.
"Easy killer," a familiar voice eased.
Emma looked over to see Jay Hobart staring at her with an amused look on his face.
"Not now, Jay," Emma said and walked off with her friends.
"What was that all about?" Manny asked.
"Nothing," Emma said shaking her head.
"Yeah because you know, that's what it looked like and all..." JT said.
"Shut up," Emma said, slugging JT in the chest.
JT pretended to look hurt.
"You are so weird JT," Manny said shaking her head at him with a laugh.
JT slowed down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "And you love it, face it. I am simply irresistible," JT joked.
"Says who?" Heather asked with a laugh and then turned to Emma, "I actually better head off to Bio Lab, see you guys, Lib you coming?"
"Yeah," Liberty said, turning from her conversation with Toby, "Bye guys," she said and walked off with Heather.
"Say hi to Miss H for me!" JT called out.
Emma rolled her eyes at him as they neared their lockers.
"See you guys," Manny said with a wave and turned a corner to her locker.
"Yeah, I have to go catch up with Darcy before next hour, see you," Toby said and jogged off towards the sophomore hallway to see his cheerleader girlfriend Darcy who had kissed Rick the year before when she got paid to by Toby. After the shooting Darcy went to comfort Toby and they wound up making out in the janitor's closet, since then they have been inseparable.
"I still can't believe Jordan is here," Emma groaned, twirling her combination into her locker.
"Who?" Jay asked from behind her.
"Do you ever go to your own girlfriend?" Emma asked spinning around.
"Whoever said I was interested in JT?" Jay asked.
"Hey..." JT warned.
Jay waved him off and then turned back to Emma, "So who is it?"
"Just some guy I don't want to see," Emma said, Jay opened up his mouth to speak but she cut him off, "and no, it's not you. As weird as that sounds,"
"Yeah-you bitch," Jay said, realizing what she said.
Emma grinned sheepishly at him.
"I hope you two aren't planning on canoodling," another familiar voice said.
Emma recognized who it was.
Jordan.
"Oh god," Emma whispered.
"That's not God, it's the new MI teacher," Jay said.
Jordan grinned at them and snuck a wink at Emma before walking off.
Emma slid down to the floor.
The bell rang and JT grabbed his book for math and slammed his locker, "Well, I for one don't want to be late, see you in class Emma," JT said and skidded off down the hallway.
"What's wrong?" Jay asked.
"Nothing." Emma said, her knees hugged up to her chest.
"You know you shouldn't do that," Jay said, peering down to her legs, right between them actually, "I can see your-"
Emma shot up, "You perv," she said, hitting his arm.
"They were nice, a very hot shade of red, and was that a thong or what?" Jay joked.
Emma rolled her eyes as the tardy bell rang.
"Shit, I'm going to be late now," Emma groaned.
"Ooh, wouldn't want bad girl to be late for class," Jay said sarcastically.
Emma rolled her eyes at him, "I don't have time for this," Emma said, grabbing her notebook and slamming her locker shut and walking off down the hallway.
She felt a hand on the shoulder, she knew it was Jay.
"What?" Emma asked, spinning around.
"Do you not like the new MI teacher?" Jay asked.
"First clue was...?" Emma asked boredly.
"Well don't you have Media Immersion this quarter?" Jay asked.
"I have it every quarter," Emma said, "They wouldn't let the Environment club count for it," Emma said, joking on the last part.
She still worried about the environment but definitely not as much as she used to.
"Ha-ha, well do you want to get out of it?" Jay asked.
Emma looked at him with a question in her eyes, "What do you mean?"
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"I can't believe I'm letting you do this!" Emma exclaimed as they walked outside the school.
"Do you want Raditch to hear you?" Jay asked.
"Do you want to get in trouble?" Emma asked back.
"Do you think my number one worry is that I'll get caught, please, I've been doing this since freshmen year," Jay scoffed.
Emma rolled her eyes as they neared his Civic and got in.
"Alex would be really pissed if she found out what you were doing,"
"Whoa, did the Emma Nelson cuss?" Jay asked, sounding surprised.
"Shut up, you obviously can tell I do some surprising stuff, seeing as I'm letting you have me ditch with you," Emma said as they pulled out of the parking lot.
"Besides, I don't care what Alex thinks. It's not her business what I do," Jay said, "so do you want me to take you home or what?" Jay asked.
"I can't, my dad is home," Emma said.
"Oh yeah, duh Simpson quit and got that new guy, who happens to be kind of weird, canoodling, who the hell uses that word?" Jay scoffed.
Emma stared straight at the road, "He does weirder stuff than that,"
"Like what?" Jay asked.
"Just stuff," Emma said, and stared out the window.
Jay glanced back at her and then turned back to the road, "Okay then,"
After five minutes of silence, Emma turned back to Jay, "You don't want to know what he does,"
"How would you know?" Jay asked, his eyes glancing over towards Emma.
"All I'll say is, he should be in jail for what he did,"
"Was he a Rick or a Dean?"
"More like Dean than Rick," Emma said.
"Did he rape you?" Jay asked. A worried look glazing across his gray eyes.
Almost, Emma thought.
"No," Emma denied, shaking her blonde hair, curls flying across her tan cheeks.
"Anything close?" Jay questioned.
Yes.
"Why do you care?" Emma asked, turning to face Jay.
"Just curious I guess. I mean if he did something, you know you have to tell someone..."
Thank you Captain Obvious.
"Well he didn't, so there is nothing to worry about," Emma said, doubt mixing in to her words.
"Uh huh..." Jay said, turning his focus back to the road.
"What, you don't believe me?" Emma asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
Jay stared at the road for a minute before pulling into an abandoned parking lot, "You seriously want me to answer that?"
Emma stuttered and then shook her head.
"Are you okay...?" Jay asked, eyeing her questioningly.
Emma nodded, "Of course, why wouldn't I be? I'm just kind of freaking out, I don't feel really good. Could you just take me home?"
"But your dad..."
"I don't care, I just want to go lay down," Emma said.
Jay nodded and then pulled out of the parking lot.
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"Thanks for the ride," Emma said getting out of Jay's Civic.
"Yeah, no problem, just call me tomorrow if you need a ride,"
"I get a ride with Paige every morning,"
"Just call if you need one," Jay said and drove off.
"I don't have your number!" Emma called after him, but the car was out of sight.
Emma walked to the side of her house and climbed through her basement window and walked into her bedroom, she dropped her bag on the floor and then flopped onto her bed, her hair flying out around her face as tears began to stream down her cheeks.
If she told Mr. Simpson that he picked the wrong person for Media Immersion, he'd feel bad about putting Emma in danger.
But if she didn't tell, she would be in danger, no doubt about it.