Today seemed especially slow.
Emmy glanced up at the clock once again watching the seconds tick by as her teacher droned on in a monotone voice. She glanced out the window, just 30 more minutes and she would be free.
"Emerson," hearing the teacher call her name her eyes flashed forward. Crap. She hadn't been paying attention.
"Sorry what?" she said praying she somehow knew the answer to whatever question the teacher was asking about his monotonous lecture.
"You're needed in the office," he said.
"Huh.." she stammered, all she had been doing was day dreaming, that was hardly grounds for a trip into the principals office.
"Someone's here to pick she up," Mr. Witman said.
Emmy quickly shoved her school supplies into her bag-early freedom was all she could think.
She quickly walked through the empty hallways of King County High until she reached the principals office where a stern secretary who looked as though she'd fallen asleep with her makeup on nodded her into the conference room.
Her dads friend Shane sat, head in his hands, he looked towards her as she entered. He raised his head and stared sadly into her eyes.
Suddenly it hit her "is h-he alive" she stammered. Shane stood "he's in surgery" he said surprised that his friends young daughter was dealing with this so well-he had expected to have to deal with a child in tears.
Instead Emmy looked at the floor studying her shoes and then out of he glass conference room where she met the eyes of the secretary who gazed upon her with concern.
"How?" she asked looking back to Shane. Shane's voice shook as he recounted the story of how his friends had been shot.
"It was…It was my fault…" He finished. "You can't expect me to believe that" Emmy said. "Does carl know?"
Shane shook his head "We're gonna go pick him up now and then we'll go visit your daddy."
The two of them headed out towards the police car. They drove in silence for the entire way to Carl's elementary school.
All the while Emmy contemplated what had happened-how was she supposed to tell her little brother that his daddy had just been shot.
She was 15 and she was barely holding it together-how would her young 10 year old brother react?
Shane pulled the police car up to the school and the two of them watched Carl who was laughing with a group of friends.
Emmy sighed, he looked so care free and happy.
"You know I can go with you." Shane said touching Emmy's arm "You don't have to do this alone."
"Yeah I do…he's my brother"
Carl grinned and waved when he saw Shane in the car beside Emmy.
Emmy walked towards him and knelt to his level holding both of his hands.
"I have something to tell you,"
Just a short little teaser chapter of what's to come. Firstly I should explain that there is no Lori in this fanfic (although you may have already realized this) hope you enjoy J