A/N: I've only just realized how short my chapters are. Meh. Learn to deal with it. I'm more comfortable writting at this length. Anyhoo, back to writting.
"How was sc-"
"Good"
Silence.
Emma sighed and pressed her forehead lightly up against the cars passenger seat window as her mother didn't press the subject further. Mrs. Hogan was quite used to her daughters selfish yet almost bitchy attitude towards her and had learnt to live with it at this point. After all, Emma was a good daughter to visitors, did her homework, received good grades and did work around the house. Mrs. Hogan was too kind to correct and argue over her daughter's attitude.
"Your father rang"
Emma didn't bother glancing at the slightly stressed women of her mother. Her parents divorced when she had reached the age of 12 and had never had the same love for them anymore. Of course she did love her parents, only because she had too. Divorce was the simple word that broke her heart 3 years ago.
"He said Happy Birthday" Mrs. Hogan continued after no response from her child. After that, she only fell silent as if she could feel the tears forming in her daughters brown eyes. But Emma wasn't going to cry; desperately she blinked back the tears and didn't move from staring out the window. Her father had almost completely lost contact with his family. After promising he would come to Christmas Dinner two years ago, he failed to arrive, leaving Emma and her younger brother Nicholas in a depressed state. Now whenever she heard from her father, she couldn't help but feel the same disappointment she had on that very same Christmas Eve Dinner two years ago.
After what seemed like hours, her mother finally pulled the car into the car port of their home with Emma dragging her expensive Catholic College bag along the floors and into her small bedroom, where she automatically switched on her computer.
Emma had secrets, quite a few to be exact. One of these secrets was that get away from her own depressing life, she would curl herself up by her computer and enter the magically world of online role playing. Yet she role played many things, but her favourite was after falling in love with the magically book series of Harry Potter, she had discovered a love for Role playing "Harry Potter Past". Her character, of course, none other than the very attractive Miss Lily Evans, mother of the main character in the series.
The afternoon sped past fast, and before she knew it, it was time to retreat to bed where she would lie, thinking aimlessly about her life and what there was to achieve in it. After changing into her funky purple Pj's, she jumped into her bed where she slowly drifted into a long slumber with these words ringing in her mind.
'I wish I was Lily'