Panic Prone
Forty-one
skittlesxrayn
About 30 minutes after Jay left, Emma was still sitting on the swing. She heard someone walking towards her and she looked up. It was Eddie. She rolled her eyes and pretended not to see him. He took a seat in the swing next to her.
"I never really was one to make a good first impression," He said quietly.
She looked over at him, "Great opening line."
"It sounded better in my head."
"I must get my intelligence from my mother than, huh?" She replied.
He smiled a little, "You do. She was smart. I don't know how I ever ended up with her."
"Maybe she had a thing for lost causes," Emma said softly.
"Maybe..." He kicked a rock, "Emma was my mothers name."
"Where's the Christine from?"
He smiled, "Your mother's name."
Emma bit her lip and swung softly, "You really had no idea?"
He watched her, "I guess deep down I knew, but I figured she had a good reason for not saying anything."
"Guess we'll never know."
"Yeah," he sighed.
"I'm sorry for the things I said at the clinic."
"Your apology isn't needed. You were right."
"Right or not, I still shouldn't have said it."
"You're a lot like her. Always afraid to hurt people's feelings and when you do, you feel guilty about it."
Emma stopped swinging and got up, "You should fix things with Spin and Tracker. Then maybe... the 4 of us can get lunch or something."
He looked up at her and nodded, "I like the sound of that."
"It was nice talking to you."
"He's not that much of a lost cause if he can keep a girl like you."
She raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"
"That boy. Jay. I knew his parents. He's a troubled kid, but if he's got you, he'll do alright."
She smiled, "Thanks."