My phone rang, waking me out of my sleep. What time is it? I glanced over at the clock. 5:30 AM? Seriously. I reached over and grabbed my phone from the side of my bed. It was from an unknown caller. I clicked Answer and placed the phone to my ear.
"Hello?" I said, sleep still evident in my voice.
"Good morning, is this Emily Fields?" The deep, husky voice asked.
"Yes, this is her." I sat up with my back against the headboard.
"I'm sorry to wake you Emily, but this is Edward Pullum. President of the Summer Olympics." A lump formed in my throat and my heartbeat began to increase, "I'm calling to inform you that your former college has recommended you to join us for the year 2016," He said.
I couldn't speak, I was too excited. I had no idea that my college recommended me to join the Summer Olympics. I'm going to have to thank them later.. if they would let me.
"Mrs. Fields, are you still here?"
"Uh.. yes. I'm.. uh.. I'm still here."
I could hear him laugh through the phone, "Don't let this conversation get you nervous. Get nervous when the day comes," He advised.
"Yes sir."
"I need you to send me a video of you at your best. It can come from anything.. middle school, high school, college. And be at your best, I mean breaking records and winning."
"Yes sir. Thank you so much."
"Okay, have a good day Emily."
"Oh trust me sir, I will. Bye."
"Bye. Hope to see you in 2016."
The conversation ended with me having a big smile on my face. I still couldn't believe it. I'm going to the Olympics 2016 and maybe more! I squealed. Forget sleep, I don't think I can sleep anymore after this.
I hopped out of my bed and ran into my mom's room to tell her the exciting news. I flung the door open and glanced around the room. No one was here. Her bed was there.. but no Pam. I walked into the kitchen and nothing. No one. All that was there was a post-it note on the fridge.
Had to leave early. Make your own breakfast. Lock the door when you leave. -Mom
Oh thanks mom.. for ruining my mood.
Meanwhile...
"Spencer!" My mom yelled from downstairs. How the hell did she get in my house?
"What?" I yelled back, slightly annoyed.
"What are you doing up there? You're going to be late for work!"
"I'm 25 years old mom, I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself. Stop trying to live my life," I said, slipping on my last piece of clothing, "And how did you get in my house?"
"I made my own key. Your father also has one.. and Melissa."
"What?" I yelled. I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. My mother was looking through my fridge.
"Why don't you have any organic food in here?" She asked.
"Because I don't want to attract annoying two legged bugs that like to eat salad," I replied, snidely.
My mother gave me a look. "Spencer, I just want to make sure your life is.."
"My life is what? Perfect? Well mother, I'm sorry to tell you this but my life is not perfect. It will never be. No matter how hard you try.. my life will never be perfect. Ever."
I grabbed my keys and headed outside to my car, slamming the door behind me. Thoughts of Sarah and I's first fight flooded through my mind.
Aria and I were sitting in my office, talking about the latest fashion trends. "Oh what about suspenders? They're in these days, right?" I joked.
Aria shook her head and laughed. "You're crazy, Spence."
My door flew open and my amazing, soon to be wife walked in. She didn't look too happy.
"Hey Sarah, what's up?" Aria spoke.
"Can I have a second to talk to Spencer, please?" She asked, her eyes glaring at me. Aria nodded and gave Sarah and I a moment to speak with each other.
"What's wrong?" I asked, before standing up and walking over to her.
She took a step back. "Don't come any closer or I swear to god.." Anger flared through her voice.
"What did I do?"
"Alison told me what you did.." She said as a single tear began flowing down her cheek. "How could you do that to me?"
My eyes narrowed. "I don't understand.." I started. "Please tell me what I did."
"She said she saw you with some girl.. you guys were talking and giggling with each other.. then.. then you kissed her." Her eyes were glossy and her tears began flowing down her face.
I sighed deeply. How did she believe Alison. She knows Alison and I's history.
"Just tell me.. what's her name?" She said, her voice shaky and broken.
"Sarah.. I don't know her name because I did no such thing." I started. "How could you believe her? You know how much I love you."
"That's what they all say," She spoke.
I let out another sigh and shook my head in disbelief, "So I'm a 'they' now?"
She looked at me with a look of determination, "You always were a 'they'."
And with that, she stormed out of my office with tears still flowing down her face. My heart dropped to my stomach and I couldn't breathe. Aria stormed in my office.
"Spencer, what the hell is wrong with.." Her voice died as she looked over at me and frowned. She rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
I sat in my car for a while, thinking about all the possible things I could have done to stop her from walking out on me that day. Four days after Sarah and I's fight, we made up and made.. something else.
God, I need to learn how to get over her. She left me and I need to accept that. My phone buzzed. I pulled my phone out of my purse and saw that I had one new text message from Emily.
Hey xox -Emily
Hi. What's up? -Spencer
I don't know, but I wanted to talk to you. oxo
Okay sure, what about?
Nothing important, just a regular girl to girl conversation. :P
:) Awe I'm about to go to work right now so..meet up later?
Of course. I'll come to your house. Just text me when you leave work.
Okay bye Emily. (:
Bye oxox
My day just went from bad to slightly better due to texting Emily Fields, a person who just went from a total stranger to the friend whom I feel like I can tell anything to and get horny drunk around in a matter of three days.
That's a job well done in the Hastings handbook. I smiled to myself as I drove off to work completely forgetting about the little 'fight' I had with my mother.
Later That Day.
"Oh my gosh Em! That's great!" Hanna beamed as I told her my news. "I was wondering when they were going to call you."
"I know right. It took them long enough."
She then started talking about how I had to go shopping and how I had to learn how to speak different languages to impress girls. I rolled my eyes at her. "I told you that I'm not ready to date anyone yet.. not after-"
"Don't even say it," Hanna interrupted, raising her hand up to close my mouth.
I sighed heavily. Gee, thanks Hanna. Thanks for your sympathy.
Aria, Hanna, and I were all strolling down to the sidewalk of my street. The stars shone dimly in the night sky, but bright enough so that we can see where we were going, which was to my house.
"I do not want to go home yet. My mom and dad might yell at me for running off with 'him' yesterday," Aria confessed, stopping in her tracks.
I have no idea why she does this, but Aria always refers to her boyfriend as 'him' or 'he' when she talks about him around us. We don't even know her boyfriend's name.
"Why don't you say his name? We're not going to tell your mom and dad." Hanna said, slightly irritated and playfully punched Aria in the arm.
Aria rubbed her arm and parted her mouth slightly. It was her 'hey-that-kinda-hurt' look. Hanna and I both let out a small laugh before we linked arms with each other. Aria eventually joined in as we began walking again towards my home.
"How about we all just sleepover at my house?" I suggested, "My mother would love a reason to cook."
"Sounds good to me," Aria smiled.
"Yeah sure. Cool with me," Hanna said nonchalantly, "At least we won't stay at my house like we always do."
We all let out a chuckle, but it was quickly silenced by the sound of sirens. Ambulance sirens. They were heading towards my house. Mom. I unlinked my arms from Hanna's and began to sprint, which was quite difficult considering the fact that I'm wearing heels.
I soon heard heels clanking behind me. Aria and Hanna were running too. As I became closer, there was a crowd of people standing around my home. That could only mean one thing. My heart sank to my stomach. Oh god, I hope my mother is okay.
"Emily!" I heard someone yell. I made my way through the crowd of people, "Emily!"
I let out a sigh of relief as I came across a short brunette that looked like she was in her middle 30s. Mom, "Mom, what's going on?"
Hanna and Aria followed behind me. My mom grabbed both of my hands. Tears began to stream down her face, "Is dad okay?" I asked, breathing heavily.
"Your father is fine.. and safe," She squeezed my hands, "They.. they.. I don't-"
"Mom, just calm down.. take your time," She took two deep breaths as her tears kept falling.
"They found a body.." She let my hands fall to my side. "They think it's.. Maya."
My heart broke into billions of pieces and I couldn't breathe. Everything in me felt weak. Good thing Aria and Hanna were standing behind me because I would have fainted. I watched as my girlfriend's body got carried onto a stretcher into a strange looking vehicle. I had just gotten off the phone with Maya right before we left my house earlier today.. we were fighting.
Hanna's arms wrapped around my waist capturing me into a hug. Aria whispered things into my ear and was rubbing my back. My tears then fell and sobs escaped my lips.
"I didn't even get to say goodbye." I sobbed into Hanna's shoulder.
"Everything is going to be fine.. you still have Hanna and I," Aria whispered, just loud enough so that only her, Hanna, and I could hear.
"Girls, take her inside. She doesn't need to be out here," I heard my mother say.
I was so angry at myself that day. I thought Maya's death was my fault.. which I still partially do think it's my fault. If I wouldn't have started that argument, which was over something really stupid by the way. Jealousy is stupid.. right?
"Are you okay, Emily?" Hanna asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
I nodded slightly, "Yeah.. hey, do you think Maya would be proud of me?" I tilted my head to the left and smiled, "She did get me to try out for swimming."
Hanna smiled widely, "She'd be more proud of you than I am, Em."
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