It's been ten months since I decided to edit the first 30 chapters of Sodor High School, but now, with the help of my friend; SF64Rules, we've finally reached the Season 1 finale. Starting October 2016, Season 2's first four episodes will come out with new edited versions and hopefully before Halloween this year, the long awaited Episode 31 will be posted. It's all complete, I just need to some minor editing to it, then once Episode 30 is out, then Episode 31 will be released. As for this story, it was written up back in 2013 by yours truely, while this current version you're about to read was done by SF64Rules in 2016.
Sodor High School: Thomas & Friends Tales
Written by: ThomasZoey3000/Edited by: SF64Rules
Based on the Railway Series by: The Rev. W. and Christopher Awdry
Based on the Television Series by: Britt AllCroft, David Mitton, Lionsgate, and Universal Pictures
OC(s) owned by: ThomasZoey3000/SF64Rules
Episode 26: Emily's Bad Day
Thomas and Emily both had enjoyed visiting Scotland, even though they never did see the Loch Ness monster. During their stay, Emily felt for sure that her bond with Thomas had grown stronger than before. But there was still one question on her mind: "Does he love me?" She wanted to ask him, but she didn't have the courage to ask him.
The visit sadly couldn't last forever. The day soon arrived when they, along with Donald and Douglas, would have to return to Sodor. Thomas and the Scottish twins got up early that morning and got ready, rather quickly, but Emily overslept.
"If she doesna get up soon, we'll ne'er bae able ta make it ta the big station at Knapford," said Donald unhappily.
"Don't worry guys, I'll wake her up," said Thomas.
"Alright then," And the twin brothers exchanged winks with each other. Can you guess why?
The door for the room was closed and Thomas had no idea if Emily was getting changed or not. He knocked a few times and called into the room.
"Emily, are you awake? We're going to be leaving soon."
Emily didn't answer at first, mostly because she was in a deep sleep. Thomas called out to her a couple more times, and then Emily finally woke up. She looked at the clock and realised what time it was.
"Yeah Thomas, I'm awake now!" The dark green-haired called back to him. "Just give me a few min...OWW!"
"You alright in there?" called Thomas, sounding concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Emily called back through gritted teeth. Through not paying attention to what she was doing, she had bashed her right foot straight into the bed. "I won't be long!"
Once the pain had left her foot, Emily went to grab her favourite pink shirt from the coat-rack. She got it off safely, but while walking over to her suitcase, the dark green-haired girl had heard some tearing sounds.
"Oh no, please don't be what I think it is."
But it was. Emily's favourite shirt had gotten caught on the railing sticking out on the right side of the bed, tearing the shirt up pretty badly. Emily was upset, because this happened to be her favourite shirt and now it was ruined. But she knew that now wasn't the best time to cry over it, Emily had to get herself ready and fast.
"We're gonna bae late if we dinna leave soon," grumbled Donald.
"Och dinna rush the wee lass," Douglas said to him. "I'm sure she'll bae oot at any moment."
Emily had soon changed into a new set of clothes and had finished packing everything up. Now all that was left was to brush her hair.
"I can't believe my luck so far today," she thought glumly to herself. "Oh well, at least it can't get any worse."
But it would. Emily discovered that she had tangles in her hair. Worst still, she couldn't find her hairbrush.
"Where could it have gone? It's not like it could..."
Woof! Woof!
Emily turned to the source of the sound and found the neighbour's dog sitting next to her bed, and with her brush in its mouth. Judging from the look on its face, the dog wanted to play a game of keep away.
"Okay little doggy, give me my brush back and I'll take you home."
But the dog had other ideas...because it thought the dark green-haired girl was playing a game with the little canine. The dog quickly got up, ran round the room with Emily chasing after it, and jumped out the open window. Emily ran to the window and looked down. The little dog had landed in the bushes safely and ran away into the distance.
"Emily, are ye done in there?" called Douglas.
"Uh...uh..." Emily stuttered, unsure of what she should say. It would be very embarrassing to say that a dog had stolen her brush.
Hastily, the dark green-haired girl looked around for another brush, but couldn't find one. She did spot a hat with ribbons though.
"Yeah, I'm coming out now!" Emily grabbed the hat and tied the ribbon so it would stay on her head.
The four teens were soon ready to go. Olivia was surprised to see her hat on Emily's head, but said she could keep it if she really wanted to.
"Thank ye sae much for comin', and fer solvin' the mystery," Olivia smiled.
"Och, it was oor pleasure cous," smiled Douglas. "We're always glad ta help."
Thomas, Donald, and Emily nodded in agreement.
"Ye four are always welcome he'e, anytime ye want," Olivia said pleasantly.
They said their final goodbyes, then they went to the big train station, which would take the four teens back to Sodor. Emily was at the back of the group when she saw something out on the water. She tried to pull her camera out of her bag, but ended up tripping on a rock and falling into some mud.
"Yuck," Emily groaned.
Thomas heard her and went back to help her. "Are you all right Emily?"
"Yeah, I'm just having a bad day," assured Emily. "I think I just got out on the wrong side of the bed."
She looked out to the water, but it was still and quiet now.
"Oh no, I missed it again."
The four teens continued on to the train station and arrived in time just to see their train leave.
"Och nae..." groaned Donald. "We're ta late!"
"I'm sorry you guys," sighed Emily unhappily. "I didn't mean to make us miss our train."
"Nae that's okay Emily," Douglas said with a reassuring smile. "This happens from time ta time. We'll just boord the next train fer Sodor."
With plenty of time on their hands, the four teens waited on the platform while watching as all the trains came and went...Donald even brought some sodas for him, his brother, and two friends from the canteen inside the station.
It was two hours before the next train finally arrived. That was a sigh of relief right there, but there was another problem. Lots of people wanted to go to Sodor and as a result of it, the four teens discovered that just about every seat had been taken.
"Ohh bother and blow," grumbled the twins in unison.
"I must be cursed today," Emily thought to herself. "First my foot, then a dog steals my brush, we miss the train from before and..." That's when she noticed something was very wrong. The bow keeping that hat on Emily's head was now stuck and nothing she did could undo it. "Oh, for crying out loud!"
"Emily, do you need a hand?" asked Thomas kindly.
"No thank you Thomas, I'm alright." But Emily wasn't fine. She was feeling very miserable.
Fortunately, several passengers gave up their seats to the four teenagers while they went off to find another seat.
"Tis good ta see that there are some people who still 'ave manners," commented Donald in a positive matter.
"Aye," agreed Douglas. He then looked over to Emily, who was still struggling with the bow. "Need a hand Emily?"
"No, I got this," she insisted...but, of course, she didn't.
After a minute, Emily gave up and looked out the window.
"Oh well, at least it's a nice day," she said admiringly. Within an hour, the nice sunny weather disappeared and heavy rain poured down everywhere, even on the train. "Oh, for crying out loud!"
"Amazin' how the weather can change sae quickly with nae warnin'," said Donald. "I only hope we dinna run into any mure trouble on the way."
Emily didn't say anything. At this point and time, she felt that everytime she said or thought anything, bad things would come up. So, in her view, she decided not to say anything just to be on the safe side. Thomas was worried for his dark green-haired friend. He wanted to ask her a question, but was interrupted by the intercom.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we will be diverted off the main line as two special goods have to go through. We are terribly sorry for the inconvenience. We will continue on to Sodor as soon as the line is clear. That is all."
The intercom turned off and all the passengers groaned loudly.
"Naw that's some rotten luck," commented Donald innocently.
Unfortunately, that was the last straw for Emily.
"I knew it! I'm cursed today and everyone is suffering cause of me," sobbed the dark green-haired girl. She got up from her seat and ran away as fast as possible.
"Emily? Where are you going? Come back!"
But Thomas' words fell on deaf ears as Emily continued to run away with tears pouring down from her brown eyes.
"Whit was it somethin' I said?" asked Donald in surprise.
"I don't know, but if I lose Emily now, her father will make sure that my name becomes mud," Thomas shuddered.
And with that, he ran off after Emily.
The dark green-haired girl had managed to get a good start and got out of Thomas' sight within seconds. Emily went into a small washroom and tried again to get her bow untied, but with little success. She gave up after a while and sat down in front of the door.
"I'm not going to come out of here until we finally come to Sodor," Emily sobbed.
Thomas went from one coach to another, but he wasn't able to find Emily. He even asked people if they had seen her, but all they said was along the lines of 'Sorry, we haven't seen her', much to Thomas' dismay.
"Oh, cinders and ashes, where could that girl have gotten to?" he thought to himself. "Maybe if I think like her, I'll know where she's hiding."
So while one of the trains rattled by, Thomas thought about what Emily would do.
"She would want to be alone...hide somewhere where no one can invade her space..." It finally hit him. "The washroom! It's the only part of the train where she can hide from everyone."
There were at least five washrooms on board the train, so Thomas had to search them all. Two he found empty and two were being used by other passengers. At last, he reached the last washroom and found lots of people shouting at the closed door.
"Come on lady, there are other people here who want to use the washroom too, you know!" One passenger bellowed at the door.
"Go away! Go use the other washrooms!" Emily's voice called out.
"I'm not going to another washroom!" shouted the same passenger angrily. "Get out of there now, or I'll bust the door down and force you out!"
Bad move on the passenger's part.
"Oh you will huh?" asked a firm voice.
The passenger gulped and looked to see that the voice belonged to the guard of the train standing close by. He had his arms folded and a not too happy expression on his face.
"No, I wasn't really going to do that Sir," said the passenger nervously. "I was only saying that to get her out of the washroom."
The guard looked at the passenger with a firm stare. "Well, as long as you didn't mean it, I'll let you off with a warning. However, if you ever try doing that for real on my train, then you shall be dealt with. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes sir, and don't worry, I won't do any damage."
The guard smiled. "Good."
Thomas walked up, "Excuse me Sir, but I think I can get her out without causing any damage."
"Well give it a try lad. These passengers have tried everything else and failed."
Thomas knocked on the door and called to Emily. "Emily! It's me; Thomas! Can you come out so we can talk?"
"No!" came the blunt sad reply. "I'm jinxed Thomas! If I did come out of here, we could end up in an accident!"
"Oh Emily, you're not jinxed," Thomas sighed. "You're just having a bad day, that's all. We all have days like that."
"And how would you know?"
"Because I've had bad days too. I once left my sisters at the park cause I got impatient, then another time I fell into a hole leading into a mine, and not to be forgotten was my misadventures in Morgan's Mine. Heck, I once lost my brakes when you and I were racing Spencer. Remember that time Emily?"
There was no reply from the dark green-haired girl, so Thomas had to continue speaking.
"I really want to help you Emily. I really don't like seeing one of my good friends so sad," he said kindly. "So if you come out, we can talk and I can help you...if you would like my help. What do you say Emily?"
There was a pause, then the door opened and Thomas could see his sobbing friend looking at him.
"You're not alone in this Emily. You never will be."
Emily didn't say anything whatsoever, she was about ready to burst into tears again. Without warning, the dark green-haired girl ran up to Thomas and tackled him into a hug. This was met with a large round of applause from the passengers and the guard.
After that, Thomas and Emily both returned to their seats. Emily explained everything to the twins and apologized for making them worry. They told that she didn't need to apologize. Because as Thomas said; they all have bad days every now and then.
Just after they said that, the intercom came back on.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we will be leaving in a few minutes as that other special goods train has been spotted and will pass us in a few seconds. We thank you for your patience, and we hope you will enjoy the rest of your ride with us."
The intercom went silent and the other train roared by. Once it had passed, the passenger train was finally able to continue its journey to Sodor.
"Ye see Emily?" commented Donald. "If ye really we're cursed, we wouldna bae back on the main line and we wouldna bae goin' home any time soon."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Emily sighed.
"By the way, why 're ye wearin' oor cousin's hat?" asked Douglas.
Emily swallowed her pride and told the three teenage boys everything that had happened that morning.
"...and that's how I got this hat on, but now I can't get it off," she finished her story.
"Would you like some help getting it off?" Thomas asked kindly.
"Yes please. This hat is getting very itchy."
Donald and Douglas chuckled. "Yeah, oor cousin used ta say that all the time when we were younger. Tis probably why she doesna wear it nowadays."
At first, it was hard for Thomas to remove the hat off of Emily's head, because that bow was stuck on tight. Finally however, he managed to pull it off, allowing Emily to take the hat off her head and reveal her very messed up hair. She thought that Thomas and the twins would laugh at her, but they didn't. Not at all.
"Here Emily. You can use my brush."
Thomas had reached into the small bag that he had been carrying and pulled out his own hairbrush.
"Thank you Thomas. That is so sweet of you," Emily smiled, feeling much better.
Donald and Douglas looked over to their twin and smirked.
"Ye knaw Donal', I dae believe they are comin' closer together if ye knaw what I mean," said Douglas.
"Aye I knaw whit ye mean Douggie," Donald nodded.
But alas, they only said it to themselves.
Thankfully, the rest of the trip was uneventful. Emily was finally able to fix up her hair and also clean most of the mud off of herself. The four teenagers talked of past events until, very late into the evening, their train finally pulled into the big railway station at Knapford.
"We're home," smiled Douglas.
Waiting on the platform were Thomas' sisters, Percy and Rosie. When Thomas came off the train, Rosie couldn't help herself, she ran up to Thomas and gave him a big, near bone-crushing hug.
"Welcome home Thomas, we all missed you!" The pink-haired girl exclaimed happily.
"Yeah, I missed you guys too," Thomas groaned. Rosie was hugging him so tightly that the poor boy couldn't breathe.
Emily could see this right away. "Oh for goodness sakes Rosie," she said firmly. "Let go of him, he can't breathe."
"Oh, sorry about that Thomas," Rosie apologized and let go of him.
"It's good to see all of you again," said Percy. "It just hasn't been the same since you left."
"Well, thank you for the welcome back Percy," smiled Emily.
A whistle sounded from another platform, which meant that the train leading to Ffarquhar would be leaving soon. The teenagers said their good nights and went their separate ways. Along the way, Percy told Thomas and Emily of the most recent events, like the field trip to Morgan's Mine, and Thomas and Emily told Percy and the twin sisters of their adventures in Scotland.
"We had a good time there," Emily said afterwards. "But it feels good to be home again."
Thomas nodded happily in agreement.
Later that evening at Thomas' house, Emily was in her room wearing her night gown and bathrobe while sitting in a comfy chair, reading an adventure novel after getting out of the shower. She was just completing the chapter she was reading when there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Emily asked.
"It's Thomas. Can I come in quickly?"
"Sure Thomas, you can come in."
Thomas opened the door and stepped into the bedroom.
"How are you feeling now Emily? You looked quite upset earlier."
Emily smiled. "Oh, don't worry about me Thomas. I'm feeling much better now."
"Well I'm glad to hear that," The blue-haired boy smiled at his friend just before stretching his arms out and giving a yawn. "Anyway, Annie and Clarabel have both gone to bed and I'm going to call it a night myself. It's been a very long day."
Emily chuckled. "You can say that again."
Thomas turned to leave, but not before... "Oh, and Emily..."
"Yeah?" The dark green-haired girl looked back up from her book.
"Thanks for coming along with us, I really would've missed you if you hadn't come along."
Emily started to blush. "Well I..."
She never finished, cause at that moment, Thomas had leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. Emily was both surprised and speechless.
"See you in the morning, Emily."
He turned on his heel and closed the door behind him.
Emily was still speechless, but finally she snapped back to her senses before climbing into bed with a happy smile.
"He really must like me if he would go and do that," she thought only to herself.
With that happy thought in her mind, she closed her eyes and went off to dreamland.
Meanwhile, far away from Thomas's house and outside of Sodor High School, a teenage boy, looking to be about 17-years old, with dirty blonde-hair was standing on the sidewalk while looking at the big building with an admiring expression on his face.
"Nice," he said with a broad smile. "I'm looking forward to attending there soon."
The teenage boy turned and left for home. Who was that young man you might be asking? Well, you'll just have to wait for the next story to find out.