I look at the girl staring at me. The makeup on her is smudged and running down her cheeks. Her eyes are puffy and red from hours of crying, and her clothes are wrinkled from sleeping in them. Her beauty is broken inside and out. And much to my disappointment, I am she. My thoughts get lost inside my head. The more I think, and the more I look at myself, the more I sink into depression. I brought this upon myself. Emma thought to herself. Her mother had taken her to the hospital to get her stomach pumped. She was still in the hospital room; they had forced her to stay overnight

She look down at the floor, almost ashamed to be looking at this person, let alone being her. Her heart has turned cold and black, but not completely. She fell back onto the hospital bed, hearing nothing but the thoughts in her head.

The next morning they let Emma go home. But she didn't feel like going home, so she just went straight to school. It was the first day of school, and she was dressed like a slob. She had the same clothes on as she had when she was in the hospital. As she walked inside the school she noticed someone standing there that shouldn't have been.

"Sean!" Emma was surprised that he was just standing there as if nothing had happened. Emma walked over to the car where Jay and Sean were standing.

"Uh, hey Emma.' Sean stated, unsure of how to handle the conversation. "What's up?"

"What's up? You say, what's up. You broke up with me last night because you were going back to Wesaga. What are you doing here?"

"Well, Um, My mom called last night, before I left and said that they were moving to the states. So I decided that I didn't want to move to the states, that I wanted to stay here." Sean said this as if he had been practicing all night. Emma looked at him and could tell in his eyes, that for once he wasn't lying.

But we broke up because he was going back home. Now that he isn't, does that mean that we are getting back together? Emma's' thoughts wondered through her head.

"So where does that leave us?" Emma didn't know what expression to use at this point.

" Emma, I love you. " Sean said.

"So does that mean we are back together?" Emma put a smile on her face.

"But, I just don't think I can handle a relationship right now." Sean bit his lip and turned to face Jay, for some sort of help.

"Oh." Emma was hurt, and didn't want to cry in front of Sean, or Jay, so she walked away. But she didn't walk toward the school; she walked away, toward the ravine.

"Emma! Emma! Are you here?" Emma could hear someone calling her name. She sat in the ravine inside the "van". The voice was different, she could tell it wasn't Sean.

"Emma, is that you?" He said, noticing the feet dangling out of the van door.

"Yeah." She had been crying, he could tell in her voice. He walked over and sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry." For the first time in his whole life he said these words, and Emma could tell, he wasn't just trying to play her.

"What are you sorry for? You didn't do anything wrong. It was your best friend that I am crying about."

"Well, he's stupid for breaking up with you. The only reason why he did it was because people said "you two don't mesh.' Or some bull like that."

"I don't get it."

"Emma, in case you hadn't noticed you're a goody. Look how you dress, and how you act. I know you have a great personality, and Sean knows it too. You're just bad for his image that's all. "

"Wow, Jay that helped. Nice to know Sean only cares about his image." Emma was a little pissed, but then realized that Jay was only trying to help.

"Emma, don't be like that." He was upset at the fact that Emma would never feel the same way as he did. He had helped her all last night. He got her drunk, which loosened her up. And she was a fun person to hang out with, that's when he realized that he had fallen hard for her. But he could live with himself they were at least friends, if not more.

"No, Jay, uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take it out on you. Do you think you could help me?" Jay wasn't sure what she meant.

"Help you? Help you with what?" Emma wasn't sure how to put what she was about to say.

"Make me hot. Make me someone Sean wants to be with." Emma now had an evil smirk on her face.

Jay nodded. "Yea, Emma, I think I could do that. Come on." He grabbed her hand and led her to his car.