I Don't Bite, I Swear by .o.O.o.Emmett.Is.Mine.o.O.o.
Chapter Nine... Joke
Golden eyes... Kristina thought as she slowly woke. She had had that cursed nightmare many times last night, waking up, shaking and on the verge of tears each and every time. She didn't know why it had affected her so. She didn't even know who the mysterious boy had been, but she couldn't help being terrified by him.
Slowly, she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, becoming more alert. She groaned as she looked at her alarm clock, still screaming its call at her. She had exactly one hour until she had to be walking out her front door.
With this in mind, she got dressed tiredly, throwing her hair into a low pony tail to keep it out of her eyes. She ended up wearing a pair of cute, low-cut jeans, and a nice, warm, long sleeve shirt in a soft brown color. Considering how she felt, she looked pretty good. She was a bit shocked, but she hoped Emmett would be too… distracted to notice how she felt. Part of her did, at least. The other part was looking for something else to love about the guy.
"Mom, I'm leaving!" she called to her mother, walking out the door without waiting for an answer, just like normal. She slammed the door behind her, walking briskly to her little Eclipse. She just wanted to get to school. Maybe seeing Emmett would make her feel a bit better.
She actually drove at the speed limit today, spacing out every once in a while. She was lucky to stay on the road. She was beginning to worry about herself. This was starting to become unhealthy, and dangerous at times. Why the heck did a boy have that kind of effect on her?
She pulled up next to the bigger teen's Jeep and parked, shutting off her little engine. Before getting out of her car, though, she leaned back into her seat, trying to get herself to clear her mind and calm down before her class started.
A light tap on her window broke her out of her thoughts, making her jump and nearly scream. Closing her eyes and putting her hand over her heart, she took in deep, ragged breaths. "Damn, Emmett!" she said loudly as she opened the door and stepped out in front of the teen. "Do that again and I just might have a freaking heart attack!" she said jokingly, leaning back in to get her stuff off of the passenger seat. Emmett forced himself to walk away now before he did something he'd regret. Control, Emmett. Control, he told himself as he forcibly looked away from Kristina's ass. He could almost hear Edward telling him off.
"Aw, come on. It was just a joke," Emmett said playfully. They walked inside together in a companionable silence.
She sighed as she reached her locker. "Fine, I'll forgive you." Emmett grinned. "But don't do it again, got it?"
"Yes ma'am," Emmett said formally, saluting her as she threw her locker shut and walked away from him.
Kristina laughed. "Come one, Emmett, quit. I'm beginning to have issues staying serious around you, man."
"Why is that bad?" Emmett asked as he held the door open for Kristina, then walked in himself. I would much prefer she weren't so serious all the time. I mean, yeah, she relaxes sometimes, but come on...
Kristina hid her face behind her hair as she put her stuff down, mumbling an answer Emmett wasn't supposed to hear. "Well, I'm distracted in class, I think about you constantly, and you're not much help to any of it."
Emmett nearly burst out laughing right there, but was afraid Kristina would think he was weirder than she already did. "I'm guessing I wasn't supposed to hear that, so I'll ignore it."
Kristina turned a wonderful shade of red, a perfect imitation of a cherry. "Why, thank you Emmett, you really know how to make everything better, don't you?" she asked, glaring at him. He could see a hint of humor in her eyes, though.
"Really?" he asked disbelievingly. "Am I that distracting?" he met her gaze, forcing her to tell the truth.
"Yes. Incredibly," Kristina said, being smothered by the gold of his eyes. She didn't understand why she didn't just lie straight out right there. It almost felt as though that were completely impossible.
Emmett's grin grew wider as the seconds passed. He really needed to talk to Edward to figure out what she was thinking right then...
It was alright when he had a class with Kristina, but Emmett's dreadful day passed by slower than normal. It was as though time were taunting him. Giving him more time than he wanted to think about the girl. Kristina and his plan…
After his half-conversation with Edward, he had thought all night about what to do. He desperately, desperately wanted to be with Kristina, but that could put her in serious danger. He just couldn't find a way to agree to either option.
That left one possible answer...
"Kristina!" he called to the girl a way in front of him.
She turned and smiled. "Hey, Emmett, what's up?" she asked in a falsely happy voice. Noticing this, he looked into her eyes, though she avoided his. Something was off...
She looked up a bit and met his stare, flinching. His eyes softened, and his shoulders slumped. Kristina was already afraid of him.
Kristina immediately caught on to this and apologized profusely. "Emmett! No, it—it wasn't you! I—I just had a nightmare last night, a—and whatever was chasing me had golden eyes. And, well—"
Emmett smiled slightly. She was faster than he had thought her to be. He had expected to have to tell her himself, but the possibility of her finding out on her own was very high, he now noticed. "Calm down, Kris. It's fine; I understand."
Kristina sighed and smiled. Walking down the hall with the other teen, she remembered something. "Emm, what'd you want to talk to me about before? When you were calling my name?"
Emmett looked down, procrastinating on answering her. Then, to his luck, they reached her classroom. He held the door open for her, letting her walk through ahead of him to give himself some time.
"Emm?" Kristina asked again with a threatening edge in her voice as she sat down and he took the spot right beside her. "Emmett?" she asked forcefully, turning to face him. She was glaring at him, now, obviously unhappy with him at the moment.
He knew it wouldn't last long, though. "I'll tell you after school, alright? I swear."
She sighed and faced the front of the class as the teacher walked in. "Fine," she mumbled dejectedly. Emmett just smiled slightly. He was happy now, but man, after school could possibly be hell.