Chapter 1
Life is sometimes unfair
The only thing I ask Christ for, every single day is to never be able to hear his stupid ugly voice ever again.
But there he was, sitting in the cafeteria, on one of the tables in the corner singing my favorite song. He is wearing a blue check shirt with a white t-shirt inside, and blue pants.
The whole cafeteria is quite. Everyone is enjoying his singing. But I, I just want to run away. I just can't tolerate it anymore. His singing drives me crazzyyyyy.
He finally finishes the song and a loud voice of clapping and cheering erupts from the cafeteria. Everyone loves his voice.
Suddenly, Clara, his girlfriend comes from behind and engulfs him in a hug. He brings her forward, face to face and they start kissing, slowly and passionately. Her hands are in his hair, spoiling his perfectly styled curls. But he clearly doesn't care. The whole crowd again erupts in cheers. They are THE COUPLE of our school.
I finally have enough of this Romeo loving Juliet scene so I take my things and try to silently tip toe out from the cafeteria. Enough of me trying to have my freaking turkey sandwich in peace.
As soon as I step my feet outside the cafeteria, a cold gust of air greets me reminding me that it's mid-December, literally the best time of the year. I can't wait for Christmas. But until then I need to find a quiet cozy place for me to finish my lunch and then head to the next class.
The Library, YES, here I come.
I head to the library and...
WAIT
I have been going on and on about my life but I haven't even introduced you to myself. STUPID ME!*eye roll*
So, myself Emma, Emma Wilson, 16 years old, heading off to college next year. My parents named me Emma cause they believed I would be able to do something great like universally great but I am just an average girl who loves reading and hiding in the corner. Don't mistake me for an anti-social because I can be very friendly and interactive, notice the 'can be'.
My parents, they are rich, not like the richest people in town or something but they are rich, we live a pretty comfortable and magnific life.
My brother Emmanuel Wilson, my twin is an asshole. Everyone calls their siblings assholes, right? Because they clearly are a pain in the ass. Nonetheless, we are pretty close despite our 100 fights daily.
*BUMP* *THUMP*
"Where the hell is your mind, Emma? Watch your steps for your dear life. "
Ava, my best friend, my life. We met in 4th standard when our teacher made us bench mates and we have been hooked with each other since then.
"Emma, you are going to die one day bumping into random walls. Don't blame me if I literally bring a photo of your red tomato face to your funeral. People need to know how you freaking planned your death every day."
"Ya ya, I am sorry I was just thinking something."
She comes towards me, bends down, and starts picking up my things.
I look up and see the whole corridor looking at me.
I quickly pick up my things, stand on my 2 feet and straighten out my dress.
"Here you go, your last few papers." Ava declared
"Thank you, let's just go pls."
"You need to watch your steps, it was just me you bumped into today, what if you bumped into some witch some day. That witch will make a beauty potion out of you and drink it!" Ava shouted.
"Ya ya I am sorry , let's go to the library now pls! "
" I don't think so you can, cause the bell is going to ring any second now, let's head straight to class "
I sighed "okay."
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After school me and Ava head to a little cafe near our school, discuss some projects that we need to do together , she has her hazelnut coffee and I drink a chocolate milkshake.
**Funfact about me, I hate coffee.
Don't disown me plssss!**
And then we both head home.
I drop her at her house and then continue walking towards mine.
As I was walking someone slapped my head from the back
"Ouch, who the hell is this ?!"
"The one and only" Emmanuel shreaked
"I will literally get you sent to jail Emmanuel"
"I love you too little sis"
"Why are you walking home today, where is your girlfriend (his car) if I may ask?!"
"Jack wanted to borrow it so I let him borrow it, simple"
"Mom and dad are going to be pissed. They clearly said no to lending your car to your accidents attracting friends "
"He was taking Shasha on a date, he wanted to impress her and was showing me his puppy eyes, how could I say no. Plus he's going to return it before they get home , so there's nothing to worry about , just chill."
"Just pray that he does"
I unlock the door to the house and we both get in .
"Emma , Emmanuel are you guys back?"
"What is mom doing at home at this time?" Emmanuel panicked
"Yes it's us mom" I said
"I am in the kitchen , come here kids"
We both head towards the kitchen. Mom was wearing her apron and was cooking something. It smelled like she was cooking Indian. But mom cooking, not a very usual sight.
"What are you doing home at this time mom? Aren't you supposed to be working?" Emmanuel asked
"Yes , Yes , but the Richardson's are coming over for dinner, and I wanted to cook for them myself today. So, I came back home early. " Mom answered
"The Richardson's? Why?
Weren't they your business rivals?" I asked shocked cause I have never heard one good word about the family from mom and dad's mouth.
"Ya , but your dad and Mr Richardson they have both agreed to a business deal and we are now trying to improve our relations."
"But they tried to bring down our business last year, how could dad agree to a business deal with them. They are a bunch of assholes." Emmanuel said
It's not like I don't agree with Emmanuel but if dad has agreed on this business deal with them I believe there must be a good reason.
"Emmanuel we can't let this enemity continue you know. We can be great partners if we want to. Our businesses complement each other perfectly." Mom said
"Ya ya, I will talk to dad about it. I can't beleive his decision what so ever!"Emmanuel shouts and then stomps his way up to his room upstairs.
He is pissed.
Emmanuel is very passionate about business, unlike me. I on the other hand have no interest in business what so ever. He will be a great businessman. He will inherit dad's business when he grows up. It's not like I cannot, but I just have no interest. My only dream is to be a good author. Not like a very very famous author but a good author. An author who can give happiness to her readers. An author, to who's books the readers can relate to. An author, who's books the readers look forward to. An author whose books give happiness and peace to the inner soul of its readers. However many they might be.
"Emma come here, help me out. Your father will deal with your brother. He is just being a kid right now. Can you cut these carrots for me. Wash your hands first."
"Yes mom sure" I say coming out of my thoughts.
"Thank you"
"How many people are coming mom?" I ask
"Mr and Mrs Richardson and just their son Ryan.Ryan is a senior just like you guys. Don't you know him?"
OMG Ryan
The Ryan
The Ryan whos singing I hate
The Ryan who we saw in the cafeteria
Remember
Breathe Emma Breathe
"Emma? Emma? What are you thinking "
Mom said bringing me out of my thoughts, again.
"Nothing nothing. Was just trying to chop these carrots very finely and No we don't know him. Atleast I don't know him. I don't know about Emmanuel. They are in the same class so they might know each other." I answered
"Oh okay. I have heard that he is a great musician."
" Ya, same. I have also just heard that he's a great singer"
Or much like felt his music in every drop of your blood
Or much like lived his music in your every breath
Great Emma
"Mom, I am all done with the carrots. I will just quickly go and change my clothes and then will come back down and help you."
"Yup, take your time"
I rush up the stairs and into my room. As soon as I open the door to my bedroom I fall face first on my bed.
What am I going to do?
You must have guessed it till now.
Yes, I have a very big crush on this Ryan.
I have always admired him from afar. Never tried to talk to him. Never expected anything. He was or infact is in some capacity my secret little crush. Not even Ava knows about him.
I assume that when he first started getting serious about his singing he started posting his covers online. As a little 12 year old, I fell hard for him through his covers. His covers or more precisely his voice, it captivated me. It brought me peace. Whenever I was sad or disturbed, I used to listen to him. It brought me joy. I have never fallen for any boy after him. I have always compared every boy with him. I don't know why but I have. I have always felt this wierd connection with him that I just am not able to get over.
But he's coming for dineeerrr. What am I going to do. Just act normal Emma. Breathe. Just try to be Emma. Best of luck to me!
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