Part two!
I do hope you enjoy it, and I promise – repeat promise – that this chapter will have romance, drama and possibly suspense.
Shut up, Jordan. (I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING! -Jordan)
Anways, let's get on with the chapter shall we?
Enjoy!
"Bye, Ryan!" Emily called out the front door.
"Bye, Em! Bye, Nat!" Ryan's call was heard as he walked down the street to his house.
Emily closed the door and a smirk appeared on her face as she turned around.
"Don't. Start," Natalie's monotone voice rang out.
"Fine, I'm too tired anyway," Emily yawned.
The two trudged upstairs and told the boys goodnight. Emily swore she saw Troy glare as she gave Chad a quick peck on the lips.
'Brothers will be brothers,' she thought and walked out of the bedroom and into hers.
Emily opened her mouth to say something.
"Go to bed, Bolton," Natalie said before a sound came out of Emily's mouth.
"How did-?"
"BED!"
"Fine," she sighed and turned off the lamp.
"Hey, Emster," Chad walked up to Emily's locker. He jumped as the locker door was slammed shut. "Uh…oh," he said quietly.
"I hate her," Emily turned and faced her boyfriend.
"I thought you were over the Gabriella thing."
"What?" she squinted furiously at him.
"Oh, guess it's not Gabriella."
Emily maintained her anger-covered face and her furious squint as Chad thought some more.
"But you and Natalie apologized to each other," Chad said after naming off every other girl friend Emily had.
"CHAD! IT'S NOT NATALIE!" she shrieked.
"Well then who is it?"
"SADIE!"
"Well, why didn't you just say that?"
Emily banged her head against her locker. "Gee, I don't know. Next time I'll be sure to tell you sooner," Emily's muffled voice rang against the metal lockers.
Chad turned her around. His face was now etched with concern.
"What happened?" his voice turned soft.
"She's joined forces with Taylor."
"Why would she do that?"
"I DON'T KNOW! Because she's an idiot?"
"Ok, ok. What did she do?" Chad steered her down the hall.
"During free period, I was walked to the music room. As she past me, she shoved into me and giggled. Then she said, 'Oh, sorry, Bolton. Didn't notice your anorexic-self there.'"
"Oh no she didn't!" Chad mocked and snapped his fingers.
Emily gave him her 'I can turn boiling water into ice' look.
"Sorry," Chad turned solemn and continued to walk down the hallway.
"It's their new rumor. I'm anorexic now."
"They're just stupid, Emster," Chad put his arm around her waist.
"I don't know. I'm just…upset, I guess? I mean Sadie was my best friend and now…she's my worst enemy. How am I supposed to adjust to that?"
Chad looked at Emily. Tears had formed in her eyes and one silently dripped down her cheek as she walked staring at the ground.
"Emster," he pulled her closer to him, "It'll be okay."
"That's what everyone keeps saying," she leaned her head against his chest, "I just hope they're right."
"Emily isn't it a bit rude to buy food you're just going to make yourself throw up?" Sadie giggled and brushed past Emily's table to sit next to Taylor.
"You don't even make yourself throw up with anorexia," Natalie muttered.
"I can't take it anymore!"
"And you suggest…?"
"We strike back," Emily stated.
"Ooh, me likey," Natalie rubbed her hands together and an evil smirk played across her lips.
Emily sat in homeroom anxiously. Her foot bounced up and down as she waited for the bell to ring.
Once it did, Emily forced herself to slowly pack up. She heard the whole school murmur and laughter from many. She walked into the hallway and saw the flyers everywhere. Natalie had done a good job.
Natalie ran to her in a frenzy, waving one of the brightly colored flyers in her hand.
"We did it!" she exclaimed.
"Shh, not so loud," Emily looked to see if anyone heard.
"Oh, calm down! This is good stuff!" Natalie pointed to the flyer.
Emily had to agree. Natalie and Emily had printed out a picture of Sadie blowing a kiss (she had it on her Myspace). Underneath in big letters it read "KISSING LESSONS"; underneath that it read "Given to all guys. Get a lesson from an expert TODAY!".
Emily opened her mouth to object, but after thinking on it, began to nod in agreement.
Suddenly, the girls heard Sadie's shrieking from the other end of the hallway.
"Ok, exit stage right," Emily ran. Natalie followed her.
They turned the corner and BAM!, the two collided with a huge mass.
"Oh, hey, Daddy," Emily looked up at the man they had just hit.
He stood there with a stern look on his face. Troy and Chad walked up behind him. Troy had the same stern look, but Chad's face showed no emotion.
"Wow, Troy you look a lot like Dad when you do that," Emily's voice trailed off in nervous giggles.
"Wanna tell me where these came from?" her father held up a flyer.
"No, not really."
"EMILY KATHERINE BOLTON!"
"Ooh, the full name. Never good," Natalie whispered.
"Natalie, I believe you need to get to class," Jack announced.
Emily turned to go with her, but was stopped by Troy's hand on her shoulder.
"You are staying."
Natalie gave her one last apologetic look before walking back to class.
"Coach, can I talk to Emster now?"
"Sure, Chad," he sighed.
Emily stood up and was steered out of the basketball coach's office and into the locker room hallway (No boys were in the locker room. No worries!).
"Emster," Chad rubbed his forehead.
"Don't give me a lecture."
"Well what am I supposed to say?!"
"I don't know! You could be the least bit supportive!"
"SUPPORTIVE?! Emster, you tried to ruin someone's reputation!"
"She started it," Emily looked down.
Chad sighed and lifted Emily's chin.
"Emster, I know she hurt you, but you could get into a lot of trouble for this."
"You mean other than being grounded for two weeks and having two detentions?"
"Yeah! You're lucky the principal didn't find out!"
"I know," Emily replied with a bored tone.
Chad looked at her for a moment. "Come on, let's get back to class."
"It's free period."
"Then I guess we're headed up to the roof," he grinned.
Emily smiled and followed him up the stairs.
Emily was doing her best to pay attention. Especially since it was her father's history class. But, really, how long can you pay attention when your best-friend-turned-enemy is throwing wads of paper at your head?
"What do you want?" Emily turned and hissed.
"Why did you put up those flyers?" Sadie scowled.
"Because you joined forces with Taylor and told everyone I was PREGNANT!"
"Ahem, Sadie, Emily. Could you pay attention please?"
"Sorry, Coach Bolton," the two responded in unison.
The bell rang and Emily stayed behind to pack up.
"One minute, Taylor! I forgot my binder," Sadie walked in the door. "Oh, Bolton, didn't realize you were in here."
"Well, I am," she continued packing her things.
"Whatever. Like I care," Sadie slid past her.
"Looking for this?" Emily held up Sadie's lime green binder.
"THEIF!" Sadie snatched it away.
"Um, no. It was in front of my desk. Maybe if you had the brains to remember the binder in the first place, it wouldn't be in front of my desk."
"Oh, so very witty of you, Bolton."
"I know," Emily gave her a fake smile.
"Why are you so mean?"
Emily burst out laughing.
"Me? Mean? You've got to be kidding," Emily scoffed.
"Well, I'm not! You're always insulting me!" Sadie said angrily.
"Sadie, you told the whole school I was PREGNANT!"
Sadie just blinked at her.
"I thought you were my best friend, but apparently I was wrong," Emily turned around to leave.
"I was sick of it."
"Sick of what?" Emily whipped around. A look of confusion crossed her face.
"You got all the attention! Whenever something bad happened to you, or Troy upset you, we were supposed to drop everything and come to your side!" Sadie yelled.
"That's what best friends are for!" Emily yelled back. Then her voice turned soft, "And I would have done the same for you."
"Yeah right," Sadie rolled her eyes.
"I would have, but not anymore. Next time you get hurt, I can't wait to see Taylor drop everything for you," Emily walked to the door and turned around, "because it won't happen." With that, Emily turned on her heels and walked to lunch.
Emily studied Ryan and Natalie conversing at lunch. Natalie was being flirty and Ryan seemed to somewhat respond, but not as much as Emily had hoped.
"Troy, do me a favor?" she whispered.
"What?" he whispered back.
"Ask Ryan if he likes Natalie."
"Hey, Ryan! Do you-?"
"NOT HERE!" she hissed.
"Oops, sorry. I mean, do you want to go shoot some hoops?" Troy amended.
"Um, sure," Ryan stood.
"Ooh! I wanna go!" Chad followed them.
The boys walked to the gym and Chad took out his basketball.
"So, Ryan…"
"Yes, Troy?"
"You, um, like anyone?" Troy dribbled the ball.
"What do you mean?" Ryan got a confused look on his face.
"You know…like someone," Chad piped up.
"Oh, that kind of like," Ryan realized.
"Yeah. You seem to be interested in Natalie," Troy tossed the ball to Chad.
"Well, I don't know. I haven't thought about being with Natalie like that."
"Then who do you like?" Chad asked beginning to dribble the ball.
"Isn't it obvious?" Ryan looked at both boys.
Chad and Troy both looked confused. They waited anxiously for Ryan's answer.
"I like Emily."
Jordan now hates me. Correct? (Yes. But you sent me 3 chapters at once, so it's not ALL bad. -Jordan)
Ok, some credits must go out to people here.
For the flyer design: Jordan!
Natalie liking Ryan: Jordan!
And then again for the pregnancy rumor: Ashley!
And the scene in the cafeteria where the rumor is told: Kelsey!
Anyways, sorry for the delay! I got grounded for a week! It's all Jordan's fault, really. (Not my fault everybody loves me! -Jordan)
But, I'm back now with three chapters written! So, fast updates for a while!
Keep reviewing! I appreciate you guys so much!