Chapter 9 Tell

Last period, the one I have with Manny, JT, Liberty, and Darcy. It happens to be English, though today we are doing something independent.

"This year we will be keeping a journal, it is part of the new school therapy program we will start this year." I heard a few groans as she passed out composition notebooks. "No one will se this if you don't want them to only I will."

Shit, I have to talk about my stupid feelings. It's not enough that I have to live through them but now I have to write about them.

"Get started." She commanded. I started.

Recently I found out that my parents weren't really my parents. Adopted, let's just say it's not a cool word when you are referring to yourself. It makes you doubt everything you have, everything you had, and everything you will ever have.

I don't know how I feel about my birth mother. I mean she is super rich and everything but that doesn't mean I have to love her.

I also have two triplets, Alyssa Jayne, and Jessica Morgan, Let's just say they aren't like me. Maybe it's the living conditions. I mean I grew up with a normal amount of money, more or less, and had an allowance. They grew up with lots of money and no allowance. Maybe they aren't as bad as I'm making them out to be. I guess I'll find out.

I also have a brother, Hunter. He seems fun maybe but I guess I'll have to find out.

Boy do I have to find out a lot of things.

Wish me luck,

I got stuck then. I didn't know what to write, Emma Nelson, which I grew up with, or Emma Harrison, my birth name.

Then I figured it out. I finished the signature.

Emma Rose.

Soon after I closed the notebook I received a note from Manny.

What's up with the limo?

It's my mom's.

You mean Spike's?

No I mean its Shelli Ann's, my birth mother's.

Are you telling me Spike and Snake aren't your real parents?

Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying.

OMG! That is screwed up.

I know, well the bell's going to ring so I'll IM you later.

Ok.

Right after that the bell did ring and guess what was there to pick me up. Yeah you guessed it. That stupid limo was there. The limo driver got out and opened the door.

"Um I have to meet someone in a few minuets I'm not riding home today." I announced.

"Miss. Harrison gave me direct orders to pick you up and that's what I'll do."

"But…" I started.

"No buts," he then replied, "Now let's go."

"Just let me tell a friend something it'll only take a minuet." I pleaded.

"Fine just hurry," he said and got into the limo to wait.

I ran to Jay's civic. He wasn't alone; Amy was with him. I wonder why.

Instead I got a piece of paper from my backpack and a pencil.

Thankfully his hand was outside of the window. I went past him without so much as a glance and slipped him the piece of paper.

When I got to the limo I looked back. As I suspected he glanced at me. I nodded and went into the limo back to my house.

Jay's P.O.V. in his car.

"Jay, who are you starring at?"

"No one Amy, just… nothing," I lied, as I put the note Emma gave me in my pocket without reading it. I couldn't take the chance that Amy might figure it out.

"Right," she teased, dragging out the 'I' in right.

"I can keep a secret, come on tell me."

"I was just starring at the limo, you know I've never rode in one." I lied again.

I have gotten accustomed to lying to cover up the feelings I have for Emma. I do like her, though I haven't determined if I love her yet. I do get the feeling that she's hiding something though.

"Whatever, let's just go I want to meet Alex at her house, her mom's filing for full custody." She informed me.

"What'd her dad do this time?"

"Same," she told me as if it was no big deal. Hough I personally think getting beat up by your father is quite big.

"Ok um we are almost there." I told her. I told her. She put everything she got out away and got ready to go. I pulled into Alex's driveway and Amy got out. I backed up and I went to my house.

Once inside my house I opened the note.

Jay-

I can't meet you after school my mother wants me home right now. I'll come by your house at 10:00 tonight. See you then.

-Emma.

I wonder why she keeps stalling. I guess I'll find out tonight.

A/N: How was it? Do you like the idea of the school journals? It will be where most of her thoughts are written. Review. Oh yeah I lied nobody found out anything yet, -Manny isconfused-but I promise they will.