"Stalled"
5:07 read the clock on the wall opposite to where she was. 'Great. Just fucking super. Emily's swim meet starts in three minutes and I'm still stuck in detention. FOR NOTHING. I didn't do anyting wrong. I rushed out of class to catch Emily before she went into the changing room just to wish her luck but Mr. Coleman caught me and said I couldn't run in the fucking halls and sent me to this cunts classroom for hell- I mean detention. Miss Hopskin was a cunt. She was a fat, sloppy, unhealthy, uneducated, low life scum of a teacher. She better let her out of this class and see Emily before I go over to her and smash her stapler into her skull.' Cheers and whilstling resounded in the halls of Rosewood Day. 'Oh my fucking god I'm missing it!' Hanna dashes out of the classroom and sprints, yes sprints to the pool. Half way there she takes off her bothersome heels and jogs the rest of the way. 'Why did the pool have to be all the way across the school from detention?' Another reason to hate Miss Hopskin. She opens the doors and checks the water for Emily. 'None of them swim like her. They're no where near as good. Guess her race is up next.' Hanna thought as she found a seat on the bleachers.
People were screaming words of encouragement to the swimmers and some people were sitting quietly like Hanna. Probably waiting for the next race too. She looks to the girls locker room and sees about four girls standing, mingling about stuff that happened during the day. She looks over to where the coach is- and woah there's Emily! 'Wow, I've seen Emily in bathing suits before. But she's never looked this good. Not even in bikinis.' Hanna shook her head. 'Why am I thinking that way about her? All she did was help me recover from my little drug slip up last night. Then again people usually get a attracted to their bestfriends. But as if Emily would like me. I'm cute but she's beautiful. She's gay and can turn any girl gay, she could have any girl she wanted.' That thought somehow put her stomach in knots. 'Great, I just figure out my feelings for her and i'm already a jealous prick.' Hanna moves around in her seat feeling uneasy. Memories of last night sneak their way into her brain.
She remembers sitting on the porch and Emily going through her pockets. Oh, and Emily telling her that she'd be safe with her. 'Oh crap didn't I tell Emily not to touch my boobs or something insulting like that? Did that sound homophobic to her? If it did I'd have to reasure her I meant nothing by it. Should I tell her I actually want her to touch my boobs? No. Wow bad idea.' Hanna's thoughts get interupted by the sound of a whistle. "And there off!" An annoucer with a annoyingly loud voice said. Hanna spotted Emily in the water. She was surpassing everyone. "Come on Kimberly!" A girl from another school cried out to her friend. "You see that girl?" Hanna pointed to Emily. "She's going to win. Because she's the best swimmer anyone in this room will ever incounter and I believer in her." The girl gave a meanacing look and turned away obviously not amused with Hanna's honesty. "Go Emily!" Hanna yelled out in glee. "You look a little lovestruck Marin. Maybe you need to cool off. Need a towel?" A cold wet towel hit her in the face. "Ow Noel what the fuck was that for?" A few tears of shock and anger spilled from her eyes. "Aw poor little Hanna." Sean, her ex-boyfriend mocked. "Why are you crying? I thought the gay guys were sissys not the chicks." 'Gay? Again this is something I just figured out. What the fuck...?' Hanna didn't realize it but she was crying, hard. She wiped her eyes and ran to out the door.
In all this madness she hadn't seen if Emily won or not. But that question will be answered because Emily was running up trying to catch up with Hanna. "Hanna wait!" Hanna pushes the bathroom door open and conseales herself in a stall. Emily comes in seconds after. She looks down to see bare feet under the stall. Sobs are heard through the bathroom. "Hanna open the door. Don't make me beg."
In the stall Hanna was in histerics. Her mind was racing with what Noel said the towel and being gay. 'Everyone heard him. He said it clear and loud "I thought the gay guys were sissys. Not the chicks." If I was a spectator of what happened I would assume Noel outed me. Did he out me? Am I even gay?' Hanna screamed out of frustration. Not a little scream but a soul ripping scream. She covered her eyes and cried harder.
Emily stood outside the door terrified and confused. She had no idea what to say. All she needed was for Hanna to come out of the stall so she could comfort her. "Hanna... I need you to come out." "Come out?" Hanna yelled. "Well that's fucking hilarious of you to say that." Hanna pretented to laugh. 'Hanna's never raised her voice to me, let alone yell...' Emily was so lost. 'What did Noel and those lumpheads say to her?' The lock on the stall shook and Hanna step out but brushed pass Emily to the mirrors. Emily approched her carefully. 'I feel like I'm approaching a pissed off animal in the zoo'
Not knowing what to do Emily wapped her arms around Hanna's waist. Hanna's eyes shot up to the reflection in the mirror. Emily was carressing herr from behind. Seeing this made Hanna want to cry even more but out of cuteness and happiness. "I'm sorry for whatever happened. Just let me make it better." Emily mumbled into Hanna's back. "Em, you know you're getting my whole back wet right?" "Oh shit!" Emily released Hanna and back up from her. "I'm so sorry." Hanna giggled at the brunettes cuteness. "But I don't care." Hanna hugged Emily ignoring the awkward dampness. "Are you alright?" Emily face Hanna without breaking the hug. "Yes. I don't want to worry you. You know that right?" Emily nodded and they hugged once more. Emily thought about telling Hanna right there and then that she loved her. The moment seemed perfect. Her heart told her to go for it but she couldn't. "Em, you're shaking." "I'm kind of cold..." She lied. She was just nerveous being this close to Hanna.
"I'm going to go change... come with me?" Emily asked Hanna. "Sure" Hanna smiled. Before stepping out the door Emily turned Hanna around and grabbed her face. 'This is it. She's going to kiss me!' Hanna hoped. "You still have tears on your cheeks." Emily used her thumb to wipe away Hanna leftover tears. This warmed Hanna's heart. She felt like a pmsing teen crying over everything but this made her want to cry again. She finally found someone who would wipe away her tears. 'Emily Fields, you're a keeper.'