Chapter 5

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Emma lay still in her bed the next morning.
Her alarm had gone off almost an hour ago, Paige and/or Hazel hadn't called her this morning, and Paige had mentioned they had an early Spirit Squad practice this morning and that Emma would need to get a ride with someone. School had started at least 20 minutes ago. Spike was already at work and would be until her shift ended at 6:00 which meant Emma could stay home and Spike wouldn't even notice.

Emma stared at her ceiling her eyes fluttering shut and then opening up again.
Suddenly the sound of her phone ringing startled her out of her trance.

Since it was her own personal phone line, she didn't think it would be the school but Hazel, Paige, Manny, or JT.

"Hello?" she answered, adding a croaking wheezy sound to her voice just in case.

"You can cut the act, I know you're not sick," Jay's voice replied on the other end.

"What do you want?" Emma asked, rolling her eyes.

"Why aren't you at school?" Jay asked.

"Why are you?" Emma replied.

"I'm not," Emma knew he was using his usual Jay Hobart classic smirk.

"Where are you then?" Emma asked.

"Outside your house, be out in 10 minutes," Jay said and hung up.

Emma rolled her eyes but climbed out of bed and stumbled to her bathroom to brush her teeth and hair.

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15 minutes, Emma emerged from her window and made her way to Jay's Civic which was parked on the curb.

She was wearing a black pleated mini skirt with a white tank top and a black jacket that rode just to the bottom of her breasts with a pair of white sneakers, and her still spiraled hair was pulled into a ponytail.

"Hey," she said, climbing into the passenger seat.

Jay gave her a nod of acknowledgement and pulled away from the curb, Modern Love by The Premiums was pumping on the stereo.

"I didn't know you liked them," Emma pointed out.

"Yeah, don't tell Alex or Towerz though," Jay replied.

Emma let out a laugh as Modern Love ended and Tonite came on.

"So where are we going exactly?" Emma asked.

Jay turned a corner, "Like I know,"

An hour later they were driving out in No Mans Land, about 30 miles out of Toronto.

"Let's have some fun" Jay said with a grin, and spun his car, the tires screeching and most definitely burning rubber.

"Jay, don't do that so sharp!" Emma exclaimed.

"Like I'm gonna wreck or something," Jay said, not noticing the glass bits of beer bottles scattered across the road.

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"How could you not have a spare tire?" Emma asked, placing her hands on her hips as she walked in a circle around the car.

"There isn't room." Jay said, popping the trunk which had a large CD changer and large speakers.

Emma rolled her eyes as Jay put the trunk down, she hopped on top, "This is great, I should have just went to school," Emma groaned.

Jay sat down next to her, "We could play a good ol' game of Twenty Questions..." he suggested.

"Make it ten and you're on," Emma said.

Jay nodded, "Question number one...favorite color?"

"Tie between pink and light plum," Emma answered, "you?"

"Tie between black and silver. Favorite band?"

"Dave Matthews, you?"

"The Premiums. Favorite movie?"

"Varsity Blues, you?"

"Shanghai Noon. Middle name?"

The list dragged on until number 10, Jay knew exactly what he was going to ask.

"Why are you scared of the MI teacher?"

Emma gulped, "Do you ever quit?"

"It's Ten Questions; this is simply my tenth question,"

"I'm not answering you. I thought you would get that after last night," Emma answered, "ask a different question, anything," Emma responded.

Jay knew the next best thing to knowing why she was afraid of the teacher, "Who is the guy you have the biggest crush on?" he asked, secretly praying in his head that it was him.

Emma's cheeks turned apple red, she couldn't answer that, it would be awful, Jay would get all cocky saying how much all the girls loved him. There was no doubt in that that was Jay Hobart for you. That was what he did.

Emma opened up her mouth to speak but got cut off, "Looks like you guys have a flat tire," A man's southern accent said from behind them.

"Yeah, we need help seriously," Emma said.

The man smiled, "No problem-o, if you just give me the keys I'd be happy to start up the car for you guys, and then if you guys push from the back it'll be easier to get to the auto shop that's about ten minutes from here,"

Emma glanced at Jay questioningly, he reached into his pockets pulling out his car keys and tossing them to the man.

He smiled at them helpfully and climbed in the car, starting the ignition.

"Well we don't have a spare tire...hey!" Jay started to say, and then noticed that the man sped off with his car.

"That's my car you jackass!" he called after him, "Damn it!"

"Jay," Emma said, tapping him on the shoulder.

"What?" Jay asked, annoyingly, turning to Emma.

"His car is right there," she said, pointing to the man's Station wagon.

"You don't expect me to drive that,"

Emma nodded, "Besides, you have a flat. He's not going to get very far with a flat tire,"

"He took my car," Jay groaned, running a hand through his hair.

"So we'll take his," Emma said.

"I don't want his,"

"Quit being such a baby, if it makes you feel better, I'll drive,"

"No thanks, Driving Miss Daisy, I'll do it myself,"

Emma scoffed at him and climbed into the passengers seat, and then noticing something. My purse.

Her purse was in Jay's car.

"Oh God," Emma said, frantically.

"What?" Jay asked.

"That guy has my purse!" Emma exclaimed.

"Damn," Jay sighed, leaning against the car door.

"Drive, fast," Emma said, buckling her seat belt.

Jay hopped into the driver's seat, turning the key into the ignition and speeding off.

"How could the guy be so stupid to leave his keys in the car?" Emma asked.

"This was too easy, something has to be wrong," Jay said.

Emma rolled her eyes at his insecurity and shifted her gaze to the backseat. Jay was right.

There were 3 bags of marijuana, a shot gun, a briefcase, and a ski mask.

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