Once Upon a Clich

~ Chapter 1 ~
I was pretty sure there was a naked guy in my bedroom. I know what youre thinkingwhat kind of story is this? It sounds like the intro to a poorly-

disguised porno, you know, like one those adult romance novels you find with the scantily-clad male on glance at those books and wondered what wonders (pardon the lame pun) lay behind the enticing cover. If you havent already read one, that is.

the front? Come on, ladies. I know you know what I mean. Dont tell me you havent taken at least one

the spot. It was either that or the stereotypical, I awoke grudgingly to the sound of my alarm clock, rubbing the morning stars out of my beautiful hazel eyes and

Anyway, given the circumstances, it was the only beginning sentence I could come up with on

alarm and greet the glorious morning with happiness and cheer. I woke up to a dead spider rotting in my open mouth, which was disgusting, and you probably dont want to hear about that anyway. Besides, the naked guy line just shouts for attention, doesnt it?

Well, you get the point. But I cant use that, for one, because I didnt actually wake up to an

wasnt particularly certain whether he was completely in the buff or not. You see, Id only gotten home long snooze. Of course, I couldnt do that, since I was greeted by a bare butt the second Id opened the door. And immediately closed it. So you can probably see why I freaked out and jumped to that conclusion. Now? I was still

But I digress. The only reason I was just pretty sure and not really sure was because I

about five minutes ago, and the first thing Id wanted to do was plop down on my bed and take a nice,

freaking out. It didnt really help that I had an active imagination, and the only reason I could think a arrive so he could corner me, threaten me for clothes, and then kill me for good measure.

guy would be in my bedroom, naked, was that he was a moneyless hobo who was waiting for me to Hm. Actually, now that I think about it, it couldve been a lot worse. But I wasnt all that good-

looking and I was definitely not rich, so the whole idea of keeping-me-for-certain-ahem-favors was out.

attack. I mean, my heart rate was up, I was breathing like a suffocating fish, and any moment Id

After all the aforementioned scenarios played out in my head, I was practically having a heart

probably have died from extreme stress levels or something. But I tried to remain calm. So the first thing I thought to do was grab a weapon and hope for the best. Of course, I was never exactly the sister were gone, thus I had to be the one responsible for stopping the possibly-naked hobo from burning down the house. brightest person, so I never thought to run away. Seriously, the way I thought about it, my dad and

was going to see, I still cried, Holy Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! I covered my eyes, despite the fact that it was too late. Id been scarred for life. What the hell? was the hobos immediate response.

I held my breath as I kicked open the door, weapon in hand. And, even though I knew what I

nude. Dont kill me! I cried, waving my weapon (which felt a lot lighter than I remembered). I was the first thing I could think of.

Id only gotten a split-second look at him, but I was able to confirm one thing: yes, he was

probably dont have any clothes in your size! So b-back away before II decapitate you! What? It There was a slight pause as I waited for his response. Then, suddenly, I heard him start to Say what? I made a slight space between my fingers so I could look at the weapon Id gotten

chuckle. Yes! Actual chuckling! With what? Your mighty wooden spoon of death?

from the kitchen. I was kind of hoping for it to be a steak knife or something, but I mustve reached a threatening manner. Careful, or I might, um, seriously injure you! stop covering your eyes. I have a towel on.

little far to the left and gotten the spoon instead. Um...yes! I raised the spoon in what I hoped was a Ross, the voice answered in a half-amused, half-annoyed tone, put down the spoon. And I froze. That voiceI knew that voice! It was slightly deeper than I remembered, but still, I knew

it all too well to forget. Knight! I dropped my hand to see that he was, indeed, wearing a towel around his waist. Of course, that didnt stop his six-packwhen the heck did he get a six pack?!from being red. What are you doing in my roomnaked?! distracting, but I could at least look at him straight in the eye without turning such an unsightly shade of He brushed a wet strand of hair out of his eyes. I just took a shower. Hale (his first name) smirked. Why? Am I distracting you?

Oh. That would explain the, er, wetness. B-but, why are you in my room? He was, but I obviously didnt want him to know that, so I scowled and chucked my spoon at

him instead, causing him to almost drop his towel. Which I REALLY didnt want, at the moment, or

really any time at all. Against my better wishes, my face flushed a bit, the color standing out immensely against my paper-pale skin. Well, at least it matched my hair now. Just answer the question, Knight. And howd you even get in the house?

the extra set of keys under the flower pot.

He raised an eyebrow. Ive known you since you were in diapers, Ross. Your mom still keeps I made a mental note to move that. I sighed, shaking my head. My mom doesnt keep Oh. Right.

anything here anymore. She left two years ago, remember?

three words in the past, what, three or four years? We practically lived next door to each other (he was ins at the mailbox.

I rolled my eyes. Of course he wouldnt know. I hadnt held a conversation with him longer than

at the end of the street, I was on the other corner), and we only said hi during awkward accidental runSo. It was glaringly obvious that neither of us had anything else to add to the conversation, so

I just settled with our normal conversation placeholder. Unfortunately, you can only stretch out a onesyllable word for so long before you start looking strange. And I was fairly certain Id already passed that point. Um I shifted uncertainly. Do you have some sort of reason for being here? When in doubt, get straight to the point. What?

Did you use my soap?

I frowned. Or do you always barge in houses like this just to waste water? Wait I gasped. Hale shrugged. So what if I did?

at him for the added effect. He let it bounce off of his chest without so much as a bat of an eye. it may have some sort of illegal substance in it because I

YOU JERK! I had nothing left to chuck at him, so I chose to take off my shoe and throw that

Thoroughly peeved, I shouted, Thats my special soap! I specifically ordered it from Mexico, and I think Relax. He raised a hand in defense. Hails let me in.

Hailin (nickname Hails) Ross and neighbor/douchebag Hale Knight met when they were tiny little alliance, and bada-bing, bada-boom, they pronounced themselves BFFs.

I know, I know. Youre probably confused right now. To make a long story short, my sister

kindergarteners. After theyd discovered the similarities of their names, they decided to make a common Well, sort of. That was until they had some huge argument about gosh-knows-what during their

freshman year of high school and became only semi-friends. Or something like that. To be honest, their relationship was all too complicated for me to decipher. One day, she couldnt stand his guts, and the next, she invited him to our house and let him take a shower with my soap. So I decided to point this out. I thought you guyshated each other?

gaze on me. Finally, he seemed to find his voice again and went on, Well, we

Hales eyebrows lowered slightly, and silence filtered between us as he kept his indecipherable Im baaack! an all-too-familiar voice announced, slicing through the quiet air like a bullet. And

I guess thats the first thing that comes to mind when I describe my sister. A loud, straightforward bullet of force and determination. HALE! Youre not going to believe it, but I finally remembered that old ice cream place we used to She cut herself off when she saw me. Oh! Emica, youre home. I forced a smile. Hey, Hails. Where were you?

took a bite out of the ice cream cone she was holding. Got some ice cream. She held it out to me. Want some?

She shrugged. Buying stuff. She swept her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder as she

long. But, um, Knight here can have some.

Nah, thanks, I just had lunch. And I wasnt sure whether Id be able to keep it down for too Here comes yet another awkward silence.

Goddamn, Hale, put on a shirt! My little sisters here! Then put on one now!

Seemingly just noticing Hale for the first time, Hailin scoffed and waved her ice cream at him. He frowned grumpily. She barged in on me before I could even change. I couldnt help but smile as he walked away, grumbling something about PMS-y women and

their mood swings. I waited until he was out of the room before I cleared my throat. So. Whats up with me and my love for the word so today? Knights back. people call him by his last name. She took another bite out of her ice cream. Cant you just call him Hale? He hates it when Oh, and has he told you this?

surprised he hasnt already said something to you about it.

Hailin sent me one of her signature duh looks. He wont stop complaining about it. Im I was about to remind her that I hadnt actually spoken to him in years, but something changed While she chewed thoughtfully on her ice cream cone, I couldnt help but notice that she

my mind. I suppose there was a more pressing matter to discuss. Anywaywhy is Knight back?

seemed slightly nervous when I mentioned it. Why wouldnt he be? Weveknown each other for years. Note: she didnt say they were still friends. Maybe I threw a doubtful look at her, which of course she didnt catch, but this is the first

time hes been over since I was eleven. And just the other dayI have this on recordyou called him, quote, the most egotistical, pompous, narcissistic, self-important, arrogant jack Before I could continue, she slapped a hand over my mouth so the most I could manage was a

bunch of gibberish. I know what I said, Em, she said, a huge, fake grin plastered on her face. But times have changed. Hale and I have gotten over pastdifferencesand weve mended our friendship.

my favorite dress last year, is not complete BS. Except I didnt include the initials. and my relationship, but it doesnt include you. Ouch. That was meant to hurt.

Oh. Okay. Sure, I nodded agreeably. Of course you have. And that, like how you misplaced She narrowed her eyes at me. Look, I dont care what you do or dont believe about Hales

have changed. I heard the click of the door leading to the bathroom, but I didnt pay much attention to it. Hale could listen if he wanted to. No more you, me and Hale. Goodbye, childhood fun. Her face contorted in regret as she realized what I meant. Thats not what Iits just

I leaned back against my bedpost, trying best to keep my expression blank. I guess the times

my shoulders. Well all be best buddies again, wont we, kid? My jaw set. Dont. Call. Me. Kid.

Oh, dont listen to her, Hale suddenly cut in, throwing a (thankfully shirt-covered) arm around

Hale. I tried not to catch the warning look Hailin sent him.

from heating up as he leaned down so his head was closer to mine. And trust me, Ross. Youll be seeing me around here a lot more often. Oh, if only I knew. Gee, I muttered sarcastically. What fun thatll be.

What? Hale flashed us an innocent smile. Itll be just like old times. I couldnt stop my face

~ Chapter 2 ~
Emmmmmyyyyyy!! It was probably a good time to run.

dear. Grin still intact, I suppressed my inner urge to scream as I was tackled to the ground by a

I grinned in what most likely looked like a please-shoot-me-now sort of fashion. Charoh

ninety-five pound fourteen year-old girl. My head was spinning. Ooh, what wonderful sparkly lights. For some reason, I felt this weird need to shout, oh Mommy, look, there are a million suns spinning around my head! Charlie, I coughed. Morning. Oh, my, god, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Charlotte Shana Bell, a.k.a. my best friend since the Oh lord. Here we go again. First of all, I coughed again, please get off. Youre crushing my

sixth grade, all but screeched in my ear. Its the first day of freaking high school!

lungs. As she oh-so-kindly obliged, I sat up, dusting off my worn-out jeans with a sigh. Second, its just another first day at school. Well be getting three more of these, just in case you didnt know. I but high school women. Unfortunately, you can only force yourself to listen for the first dozen or so times before your brain starts to wander. you know what this means? tried to keep an attentive ear as she rambled on about how we were no longer junior high school girls,

And, like, anyway I winced. There goes another like Ill be adding to my word count. Do I shook my head blankly.

youll understand. Well be entering a whole new environment. New teachers, classes, activities, right? Its going to be like a totally different world were discovering. AlrightI was getting where this was going.

Okay. She tapped her chin with a pristinely-polished nail. Let me try to put this in terms

finally get you interested in your, you know She raised a hand to cover her mouth in a pseudowhisper, physical appearance. Before I started to argue, I cast a quick glance around us to make sure no one else was

And there are going to be boys! Yup. She lost me again. Oh my god, and maybe we can

listening. I mean, we were right in my front driveway. Any moment, Hale (insert blech here) would be

stopping by to pick up Hailin for school. Like a, um, carpool sort of thing to help the environment. Or so Hailin called it. Anyway, back to my arguing. What do you mean, my physical appearance? I feel fine now. Charlotte wrinkled her nose with displeasure. Gosh, Emmy, do you know that you are the only Psh! I crossed my arms across my admittedly flat chest. I can look sexy if I want to!
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girl I know who doesnt want to look sexy?

comparison. Take a look at me, she flaunted her perfectly-curved size-zero waist, and then look at you. I sighed. Again. She did actually have a point there.

She raised an eyebrow at me. Have you seen yourself? Seriously, just, like, make a

(which Id thoroughly advised her against), worked out and dieted until she was stick thin, tanned, and made herself somewhat of a makeup expert over summer break. Now, I hardly recognized her. Sure, pressured her into going full-out in the looks department. shed made an effort all throughout junior high, but I guess the looming deadline of freshman year had Exhibit B: yours truly. Formerly a redhead, I was still a redhead, and the only thing Id

Exhibit A: Charlotte. Formerly a dark-haired brunette, shed dyed her hair a bottle blonde

personally accomplished since junior high was somewhat taming my curl/frizz nightmare into a tight

braid plaited down my back. Id always been a stick, which really wasnt saying much because I looked the same whether I ate a cow or a carrot. Makeup didnt work on me. Trust me, I tried. Id even let Charlotte try. It always screwed up one way or another. And clothes? I smiled brightly. I look fine just the way I am. Really. When she passed me one of her

dubious looks, I added, Okay, maybe I dont in your terms, but isnt it the way I think of myself that counts? She rested her hands on her hips. And what do you think of yourself? Like I said, I like myself just the way I am. Yeah, right. I couldnt help but think that this wasnt the first time Charlotte had refused to

listen to me. Whether it was over the way I looked, or what I ate for lunch, she always seemed to have an opinion on everything. I think you need just a little tweaking. She held up two fingers and held them about an inch apart to signify just a little. See? Seriously, I only mean a little. purse her lips in displeasure, I laughed. What? Did I say something wrong? Char, Charlotte, or Charly, with a shh. Charlie sounds so mannish. Whatever you say, Charlie, I responded as lightheartedly as possible. When I noticed her Its not Charlie anymore. She tossed her new hair over her shoulder with a huff. Its either Okay, Char. It was better not to argue. Id learned that a long time ago. Anyway, we got to She only grimaced, rubbing the same shoulder as if Id infected it with cooties. Yeah, about

go. Wouldnt want to be late for the first day of high school, right? I bumped her shoulder jokingly.

that. Charlotte sighed, giving me what Im guessing was supposed to be a guilty look. I came over to tell you that we cant ride together today. Or for a while, I guess. My own smile dropped. Why?

right? Hunter?

Because she shrugged uncomfortably. You remember that hot guy I told you about before,

one. Ah, wait, Id never met him. He was thatthat guy you said you met over the summer while you were in So Cal, right? Yup. She beamed at the mere mention of him. Well, as it ends up, hes transferring over to

Yeah, I scrambled my memory for a picture of him, when I realized I couldnt come up with

Stonewall for his junior year! Isnt that crazy? Before I could even answer, she plowed on, Anyhow, he said he can drive me to school from now on. Apparently his family knows my family, or something like that. Isnt that great? I plastered on what I hoped looked like a genuine smile. Thats awesome, Char. SoI cant Nope, his cars only a two-seater, she said, pouting. Im so sorry! I feel horrible, Emmy! You

get a ride with you anymore?

dont hate me, do you? Id barely managed an of course not, before she threw her arms around me and skipped off merrily, just like she always did. Great! Love you! See you at school! See you, I called, waving half-heartedly. Hmmthis presented a problem.

repress the need to stick out my tongue at him like a five year-old. chastised him. Thats my best friend youre insulting.

Shes a keeper, a voice called out the blue, making me jump about a foot in the air. I tried to Tried being the key word here. I ended up doing it anyway. You should watch it, Knight, I He stuffed his hands in his pockets, leaning against his car ever-so-casually, like he thought he

was so suave and blas with his messy-but-organized dark bronze hair and smirking green eyes. such a thing.

Knowing him, he probably did. Think he was cool, I mean. Me? Insult Charlotte? No. I wouldnt do Aw, Knight, I have to say, I love the sarcasm, I drawled withyou guessed itsarcasm. It He grinned lopsidedly. I am, arent I?

does you wonders and makes you seem so witty.

funny. I let my face fall completely deadpan, throwing my bag over my shoulder. Why dont you be a good boy and go shoo, okay hun? I shooed him. Sit in your car and blow your brains out with your radio like you always do. Hailin wont be out for another few minutes. I checked my watch offhandedly, knowing her schedule all too well. Countdownten minutes to get to school. Shes always liked being late. What about you? He cocked his head at me curiously. Shouldnt you be at school by now, Crud apples. Um I put on my best innocent face while I tried to think up of an excuse. I like

Oh, how I would love to bury him in a deep, deep hole just to drown out his voice. Haha! So

freshman?

to befashionably late.

he opened one of the side doors with a flourish. So do we. You should ride with us.

He smiled knowingly, having already grown accustomed to my fail-lies long, long ago. Perfect, What? I swear my voice just escalated an octave above normal. Me? Nahh. Ill be okay.

all. Even after so many years of not talking, I knew it too well to forget. Ross. He started to approach me slowly, a playful gleam in his eye. You know your sister. I know your sister. She will personally me drag you there. shoot us both if she knows I left you here. He stopped just about a foot away from me. Dont make I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to look as off-putting as possible. You wouldnt. His eyebrow quirked ever so slightly upwards. Do you want to try me? pause) do! And I made a run for it. Um Just back away slowly, Emica. You can make it out alive! Actually, I (slow, dramatic I shouldve known better. Really. It was me, a tiny, uncoordinated freshman with a penchant for

To be honest, I was starting to grow suspicious of that smirk of his. I did not like that smirk. At

falling flat on my face in the worst situations, versus Hale, a six-foot-something triple threat (varsity football, soccer, and track, I shit you not) who could probably outrun me in five seconds flat.

around me as I felt my feet get whisked straight off the ground. Before I knew it, Id been strung over Hales shoulder like a potato sack. Or maybe something even lighter and less important, like a trash it. Where was a thesaurus when you needed it? You primitive person-carrier! The jerk. I blew raspberries at him. Bite me. bag, or something. Put me down, you barbarian! You caveman! You galumphing buffoon! You Darn I could feel his shoulders shake a little as he chuckled. Person carrier? Why, arent you just bubbling with maturity today? He grunted a little as he adjusted my

Make that two. Hah, Id like to see you drag me now, youhey! The world suddenly spun

weight over his shoulder. Geez, kid, have you been packing on weight? Eating a little too many chocolate bars, I see.

passes through you like air, a little comment like that goes a long way. So I sniffled, wiping an invisible tear from my eye. I cant help it! Theyre just so tasty. After hed issued another derisive snort, I meeeee goooo made a point to pound his back indignantly. I already told you, put me down! Or Ill cry rape! Leeeeet Its not rape if you want it, sweetheart.

Normally that would bother most girls, but when you barely weigh a hundred pounds and food

being kidnapped by a lunatic! He thinks hes King Kong!

I kicked him in the chest, successfully warranting a small ow from the savage man. Help! Im Careful, Ross, he quipped, I might just drop you from the Empire State Building. My eyes did a complete 360. Oh, you terrifying primate, you.
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Even he had to smile a little at that. And you call me sarcastic? Well

sister whistling from the front door. For some reason, she looked more pissed than usual, her hands pursed, and eyes in dagger-casting mode, one thing was obvious: she wasnt in her happy place. Hale. You, she ordered firmly, drop the sibling.

Oy! Both of our heads turned (well, his turned, while I just lifted mine) at the sound of my

planted firmly on her hips. With her dainty, sandal-covered foot tapping at nearly a mile a minute, lips With one swift motion, she had both of our rapt attentions. She clicked her tongue, pointing at Immediately, Hale dropped me with an unceremonious thud. In my opinion, the putting down

part was a little too unceremonious for my liking, but well, you know, life. I straightened my flannel shirt, blowing a curl of red mess out of my eyes while Hailin ushered us both to Hales carokay, not just right there and then. car, but Porsche. Yeah, you read it. It was so ungodly beautiful I half-considered strangling Hale for it That, and it proved my theory that those least deserving always got the best cars. Life just Mind you, I did it behind his back instead. Sort of. I replaced the middle finger with a backwards I can see that, he called as he slid in the drivers side.

wasnt fair. If I didnt have the modesty and poise, I wouldve flipped him the bird in his face. peace sign. Hey, we werent in the U.K., so it technically wasnt offensive. Only in my mind.

from the cookie jar. Now that I thought about it, I probably was the poster child for it. Stealing cookies, I mean. Anyway, back to looking innocent. No you didnt! Darn him! He mustve had eyes in the back of his head or something or rearview mirrors. Whichever.

I put on my best innocent look, hiding my hands behind my back like a little kid caught stealing

gas like nobodys business. Suddenly, I remembered why I hated hitching rides with reckless teenage boys (namely Hale).

I barely managed to plop myself in the car and shut the door before Hale practically floored the

light, you loon! I was finally able to hurl myself out of the two-ton death trap without fear of making

After about two minutes of What are you doing?! and Are you insane?! and That was a red

myself road kill. As soon as we entered the Stonewall High School parking lot, I threw myself on the couldnt keep me in that soon-to-be self-made accordion.

asphalt, nearly kissing the ground from relief. Seriously, even the Porsches gorgeous leather interior Im not dead! I cried out, joyfully sending my thanks to the heavens. I probably looked like a

crazy person, but what the heck. Any normal person wouldve gone screwy in the head after ten

minutes trapped in any potentially life-threatening vehicle with my sister and Hale. Sure, my sister

wasnt the one driving, but she was practically egging him on! Id always wondered how they were

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never late to school, and you know what? Question answered. Now the real phenomenon was how they ever got through high school in one piece. Never I gasped for breath, again!

Well, it was surprising to me, at least. Any logical person wouldve equated that Hales driving plus the

Hailin rolled her eyes as she stepped out of the car, shouldering her bag with surprising calm.

number of cars we almost collided with should have equaled BOOM. Such a drama queen, Hailin said, sighing as she breezed past me. We got to school on time, didnt we? She glanced at her cell phone. Early, even. Sure. I had less than five minutes to wait in line, get my schedule, find my locker, decode my

locker, get my books, and rush off to first period geometryon the other side of the campus. Early my this early?

assp. I meant asp. Early? I squeaked, my voice doing that darn octave-rising thing again. You call Oh, right. Hailin blinked as if shed just realized something. Youre only a freshman. Ouch. Thus, I rushed off, inwardly cursing the universe and whatever deity that mustve hated me oh *~*~*

Youd probably better get moving then. so much.

class.

Haha! Thats funny, I almost seriously believed you when you said you were in my English By the look that Hale was giving me, I could already sense the avalanche of torture waiting to

crash down on me. He shrugged, apparently not catching my silent pleas as he explained, Sorry to a teachers aide?

break it to you, Ross, but I am. Who wouldve guessed that Mrs. Cunningham wouldve wanted me as Someone kill me. Please. Just shoot me now and get it over with.

Charlotte was finally rubbing off on me! No! I would not subject to the banal typicality of the like!

Really? I choked. Dont you have, like, some other classes you need to take? Oh dear. Nope. Finished most of them early. He tilted his head at me with that same amused smirk that

had come to annoy me so much. Partly because it made him look somewhat attractiveokay, really attractivebut Id never admit it out loud. Why? Does it bother you that much?

You could run off and play hooky for all I care. Just I trailed off. Never mind.

I blanched. Bother me? Psh! Noo. When he only looked at me doubtfully, I went on, Really. Thankfully, he didnt notice my hesitance. Or at least, if he did, he didnt show it. He just kept

smiling. Dont worry, freshman, Ill make sure not to embarrass you too much in front of your little friends.

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going pretty well, didnt we?

I doubt you would. I muttered, more to myself. I mean, we used to have this no-talking thing By the slight frown in his features, I could tell hed heard. But if he ever had a reply to that, I

wouldnt have known, since the bell chose to ring right then and Mrs. Cunningham made a scene out of directing us to our new seats. Of course, I ended up in the seat right next to the teachers aides desk. Fan-freaking-tastic. Fortunately, Hale was merciful enough to not bother me throughout the whole period. In fact, it

seemed like he was kind of avoiding me. Ignoring me, even. Whenever I happened to glance his were we?

direction, his eyes seemed to be perfectly directed the opposite way. So, we were back to this again, I was just mulling this possibility over when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I was one

second away from telling Hale off when it hit methat wasnt him. He was still sitting next to me, as Psst. Emica!

quiet as hed ever been, his hands still in the same spot theyd been the moment before. Then who? Okay, that voice was obviously male, so it couldnt have been Charlotte. She wasnt in my Bingo. Hey, Em. The ridiculously cute, blue-eyed boy beamed at me as I turned around Oh! Oops. Hi. I couldnt help but smile back. Sorry, I didnt even notice you were sitting He shrugged a shoulder indifferently. Sok. I get that lot.

English class anyway, soNolan?

slightly to face him. What? No hi for your middle school buddy? behind me.

a golden boy in our class. Everyone liked him, he had perfect grades, he was great at sportswhat him per say, but he was one of the nicest guys I knew. Anyway, how was your summer?

I held back the urge to roll my eyes. Yeah, right. Back in junior high, Nolan was something of

wasnt he good at? And believe it or not, wed been friends since elementary school. Id never liked Same as always. Drank and partied all the time, hooked up with whoever, killed a few people Mmhm. I nodded, pretending to believe him. Im sure you managed to murder a bunch of the He pouted, resting his head on his desk like a defeated puppy. You just had to kill my vibe, I laughed. I know you too well, Nolan. And your mother likes me too much. I swear she wants Ooh. The chocolate chip kind? You know it.

children at the orphanage you were busy raising money for. didnt you?

me to get fat off of her cookies.

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He shook his head in dismay. Yeah, sorry sugar, cant help you out on that one. I raised an eyebrow. Sugar? It just fit.

kick-you-where-it-hurts-if-you-call-me-that-again sort of dislike) when Mrs. Cunningham interrupted us, warning us to either keep quiet or forever hold our peace in detention. Of course, that immediately shut both of us up, and she went back to her welcoming speech. However, it wasnt even a minute later when I felt a note being tossed on my desk.

I was just about to fill him in on my dislike of weird nicknames (and when I mean dislike, I mean

his desk, the traces of a smile still apparent. contents.

I tried to turn around and look at Nolan questioningly, but his eyes were staring straight down at Trying not to get caught, I surreptitiously unfolded the note, almost snorting out loud at its
So, you and Hale, huh?

I rolled my eyes, scribbling down a quick reply before handing it back to him.

Me and Hale? Whats that supposed to mean?

It took a minute before Nolan handed it back to me.
I thought you werent talking. Hed deemed you too unworthy of his presence or something.

playgrounds slide after Hale and my sister first shunted me out of their social lives. For an eleven

I paused at that, remembering that Nolan had been the one to catch me crying under the school

year-old boy, hed been surprisingly nice to me. Hed told me I was being stupid for crying over some stupid high-schoolers and offered me one of his moms homemade cookies. Wed been fast friends since then. I tossed the note back, deciding the truth was better than denial at this point.

Who knows? Apparently he and my sister resolved their past differences and have mended their friendship.
Meaning, they made up and decided to drag you along for the ride?

Something like that.

And in the literal sense, too.
So things are back to normal?

we could introduce ourselves. We, of course, were split, but I couldnt help but think about what Nolan had said. Were things going back to normal? Who knew?

I was never able to answer, since Mrs. Cunningham then decided to pair us up into partners so

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vacation a lot better. Honestly, high school wasnt much different from our junior high besides the different teachers, smaller lockers, more activities, and more homework. Blech. Thats just life for you, I guess.

Lunch! Finally! After the first three periods of high school, Id already decided I liked summer

again.

I was still at my locker, trying to figure out how to open the darn thing, when I heard Nolan Hey! He was running in my direction, waving a hand with his usual million-watt grin.

giving was differentnot the usual easygoing grin, but something else. Audrey Burns, are you trying to ignore me? wouldve caught the eye of anyone.

I was smiling slightly, but that smile went away just a bit when I noticed that the look he was Then he passed by me, and I nearly blushed when I realized he wasnt saying hi to me at all. I couldnt help but glance over to them. There, just a few lockers down, was a girl I swear Partly, it was because she was stunning, but in that modest, natural way like she honestly

wasnt trying at all. Mostly, though, that was masked by the easily seen fact that she just stood out. Her black hair was streaked with red and blonde, short and layered, bangs just barely sweeping above sort of edgy sense of style, with maybe a little vintage thrown in there. stand-out amber eyes. She was probably of mixed race, maybe part Asian, part white, and she had a But what surprised me most was Nolan. He seemedI dont know, different than usual. As if

he was a bit nervous. And when she finally turned to look at him, he smiled again. What do you want, Nolan? He pouted. What? I cant even say hi anymore? Havent you already? Nolan leaned against one of the lockers next to her, smirking. And I couldnt help but gape Fine. She sighed, waving with a mock-cheerful expression. Hello, Nolan. Anything else? Dont I get a hug, too? Audrey groaned, half-heartedly patting him on the back as she let him envelop her in one of his Oooh. This was good. I could totally use this on Nolan the next time he bothered me about my I swear, I was this close to taking a picture for evidence when Charlotte walked up to me. Well,

slightly. Was he trying to act cool? In typical social interactions, most people would say hi back.

signature bear hugs. But from where I was standing, I could still see the slight blush in her cheeks. (nearly nonexistent) social life.

not really walked. Pranced is more like it. Shed been working on her sexy walk, or so shed called it, over the summer. I kept telling her she looked like my drunken aunt with the hip joint problem, but she never believed me. As usual.

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Emmy! she greeted, a little too loudly. Ive been looking all over for you. have problems remembering. Well, I said, my laugh a bit forced, Ive been here.

Didnt I tell her to meet me by my locker? It was just this morning. Then again, she always did It was not until then that I saw the boy standing next to her. Okay, correction: man was a better

term for him. He only looked a little older than us, but he mustve been past six foot. Being only five foot two (and a half, but I always say five three), I had to crane my neck just to look up at him. And boy, did he have muscles. Wowie. He looked like your typical surfer dude, complete with the sunkissed skin, blonde hair, and light blue eyes.

about horrible this girl in her third period class was, I caught him looking me up and down, slowly, as if he was making an inspection. Confused, I glanced down at myself. Did I have something on my shirt? Maybe it was that pancake syrup from this morning Emmy, this is Hunter. Hunter, my best friend Emica. Oh! Charlotte suddenly exclaimed, like shed just remembered something. I almost forgot! Hi, I said awkwardly, trying to smile when he shook my hand. Something about this guy made

To be honest, I only noticed the guy when I found him staring at me. While Charlotte went on

me feel uncomfortable, like I was an insect being placed under a magnifying glass. I cleared my throat. So, you just transferred here? He held onto my hand a little longer than I wouldve liked. Yeah. He sent me a dazzling Oh I nodded. Cool.

smile. I used to live in Huntington Beach. Awkward silences, much?

outside in the quad, so come meet us there once youre done getting lunch in the cafeteria, kay? shed already left before I could get another word out. Leaving me alone. Again.

Anyway! Charlotte went on, cutting through the tension. So, Em, were going to be eating Um I was going to tell her I wasnt having lunch todayI had no moneybut, of course, Well, from the looks of it, it was probably better this way, anyhow. The second wed parted I

could see Charlotte loop her arm through Hunters, practically rubbing herself against him as she batted her eyelashes at him unabashedly. Jeez. Whatever happened to my best friend?

discovering a few quarters in my backpack, I figured I could at least get something from the vending think her name was.

Trying to brush that incident off, I found myself walking to the cafeteria anyway. After

machines. I had barely made it through the door when I caught a glimpse of that girl again. Audrey, I Unfortunately, Nolan was nowhere in sight, but a couple other unfamiliar girls were making

conversation with her. It didnt escape my notice that the conversation in question didnt seem to be
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going too well. I was a couple tables away from where they were standing, but as I started getting closer I could hear snippets of what they were saying. The girl standing directly in front of Audrey, who reminded me of a less innocent, teenage valley

girl version of Goldilocks, tossed her hair over her shoulder as she sneered at Audrey. Oh my gosh, hey Audrey, she chimed, I havent seen you in forever! How are you? How am I? Audrey raised an eyebrow as she crossed her arms. Im surprised, Brooke. I The corner of the girls mouth twitched just slightly. Her voice lowered a little, but I could still

didnt know soulless leeches ever cared about how anyone else was feeling. hear her. You better watch it, dyke. If people werent watching

Dyke? Audrey laughed, the gesture devoid of any humor. Why, isnt that insult so original? Goldilocks narrowed her eyes. Schools like ours shouldnt accept filthy gays like you. Audreys eyes widened slightly, but the expression was immediately wiped blank. She dropped

her bag on her chair, approaching Goldilocks and her followers with a menacing scowl. Look, Todd your ass back to the hell it came from.

Matthews, Ive tried to reason with you before. But Im done. Any more sass, and I swear Ill Sweeney The other girl giggled a little nervously, slapping on a fake smile when she noticed a teacher

glancing over at the commotion. When she was sure the attention was dropped, her smile did the same. Whatever, Burns. She scoffed. Trust me when I say youre not getting off so easily. Audrey didnt answer her. She just glared at the girls as they began to walk away. But

apparently they werent done yet. A second later, Brooke stopped and faced Audrey with another fake, saccharine smile. By the way, Im so sorry you didnt quite succeed in your littleendeavor this summer. I watched with shock as she took an invisible knife, pretending to drag it across her wrists

slowly. The malicious glint in her stone gray eyes grew even more. Perhaps another try would do the subtle sweep.

trick? And with that, the brown-haired girl standing by her laughed, knocking over Audreys drink with a Oops. She covered her mouth, if only to hide her growing smile. Im so sorry. She spun on

her heel with satisfaction, strutting off with Brooke. However, it didnt escape my notice that the other girl whod been with them now remained standing, casting Audrey an uncomfortable look that almost Then they left, leaving Audrey with milk dripping all over her bag. seemedregretful. But before Audrey could notice, shed shaken her head and turned away as well.

found myself walking up to Audreys table without a clue of what to say or do. I just stood there silently while she cleaned off her bag with a clenched jaw. She still didnt notice me, even as she sat down with a shaky sigh. Alright. Now or never. I could leave, or
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I dont know what it was that made my feet move. But suddenly, before I could stop myself, I

Hi there! She nearly jumped when she heard me. Maybe that sounded a bit too cheerful. I I what?

Or I could sit down. Okay. I inwardly berated myself as I smiled and spoke up semi-confidently,

Hi, my names Emica and I just saw those girls calling you a lesbian. Way harsh, dude. Er, dudette. Dont cut yourself. Suicide is not the answer!
Mental sigh. I really needed better social skills.

She sniffed, and I tried not to notice the slight redness of her eyes. Who the hell are you? name like the intelligent person I am, Emica? Yeah, Emica. Emica Rachel Ross, at your service! I shook her hand, ignoring the WTF look she was giving me. I, uh...are you new here? She still kept looking at me like I was crazy. Im a freshman.

Me? Oh gosh. What was I supposed to do now? Im, um, I began, temporarily forgetting my

new here.

Cool! So am I! Hahaha! Cue the laugh of a nervous person. I guess that means were both Audrey just stared at me a second before commenting, Youre a very strange girl.

couldnt help but think that Id been getting a lot of awkward silences today. Anyway Why are you here?

I stopped laughing. So Ive been told. A minute passedthen twoafter almost three, I

honest, I wasnt so sure why I was there in the first place. I supposed the truth would be the best shot. I overheard you talking with those girls just a minute go She laughed all too loudly, the sound ended too abruptly to be genuine. You mean Brooke and

I opened my mouth and closed it, still struggling over the right thing to say. But, if I was being

the Brainless Bimbos? Wow. She even had nicknames for them. Audrey smirked, resting her head on rest of them; that I bat for the other team and I should drag my sorry excuse for an ass to where I into prostitution, do drugs, or cut myself like some melodramatic bitch crying out for attention. demanded. Are you?

her hand with one elbow on the table. Let me guess. Youre here to give me all the same crap as the belong. Or she sat up straight, maybe youre here to make some bullshit accusation about how Im I just sat there, taken aback by her little rant while she watched me with wild eyes. Well? she Maybe it was a bad idea to approach her. Maybe I was just asking for trouble. But something

told me I shouldve been there, that I was supposed to stay and talk to her even if she scared the bejesus out of me. So I swallowed my hesitation. No, I pronounced slowly, Im not. I could see her eyes gleam, her lips pressed together in a thin line. Then why?

I tried to divert her question with another question. Why were you sitting here alone? me.

Caught off-guard, her mouth opened slightly. What? Im notits justno one wants to sit by

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said was, Im sitting by you. you?

It never occurred to me that I was being stupid. That maybe she didnt want me there. So, all I She shook her head slowly. Youre an idiot, then. You know what people think of me, dont I shrugged. I have a slight idea from that display. When she looked away, I sighed. How

about I try again? I stuck out my hand, smiling. Hi. Im Emica, Em for short. Im fourteen, I have one

best friend, one sister, I love cookies and puppies I flushed, I mean, cookies as food and puppies as pets. Um, my favorite color is razzmatazz, I love singing in my shower, and overall, Im a very confused person. I took a deep breath, eyeing her carefully as I finished. Your turn. I could sense Audreys hesitance; it was obvious she didnt want to reply at first. But she took

my hand, surprising me. Maybe surprising the both of us. Hey. Im Audrey. Audrey Burns, after Audrey Hepburn. I turn fifteen in November, I have one older brother, I am not a lesbian, prostitute, druggie, and I cut myself last week by accident while trying to improve my less-than-reliable cooking skills. I dont have a favorite color, I love boba, I have one fat cat named Calico, and Ive always wanted a katana.

you didnt tell me, I still would have figured as much. Figured what? Figured you werent gay.

After that, I couldnt help but grin. Good. Now were getting somewhere. By the way, even if

looked after my statement. Excuse me? And howd you figure that out?

I swear, if she was drinking something, she wouldve spit it out. Thats how surprised she I tried not to smile. Really, I did. But it just sort of came out as I teased, Because I saw you

and Nolan together, and you are way too into him to swing the other way. After a second, I raised a

hand in defense. Not that I would have anything against you if you did. Im all pro-gay rights and all that I stopped my rambling when I noticed her jaw had fallen like it was hanging on a loose hinge. What? Her face had gone almost completely red. I-Im not into Nolan! she burst out, shoving me I smiled knowingly. Why not? Hes cute, funny, sweet If you think hes so great, why dont you ask him out?

slightly in her embarrassment. Youre crazy! Never in hell would I like him!

two have this adorable sort of puppy love going on. Hes got it bad for you.

Hes like a brother to me, I answered easily. Besides, I know attraction when I see it. You Her cheeks reddened even more, if that was possible. As if. He doesnt like me.

Hes practically head over heels for you.

I shook my head at her obliviousness. Silly, silly Audrey. Youre just not looking hard enough.

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backpack off the edge of the table. Just as I was about to make a point, it collapsed to the floor, spilling all its contents. Fudge! I grumbled, using my own swear vocabulary. I tried to sweep it all up, apologizing all the while.

While all the bickering had gone on, I hadnt noticed my elbow was slowly tipping my own

paper off the ground. Whats this? was, Whats what?

Audrey just smiled, having temporarily won. Then she raised an eyebrow, picking up a loose I was still busy rummaging through my bag, checking for everything, so all I ended up asking Clearing her throat, she started reading it. Bucket Listdraft. I froze as she kept going.

Number one: be spontaneous. Number two: be adventurous. Number three: be daring. Number four: feeling myself slowly die from embarrassment. Swim in a pool of chocolate. Ride a unicorn. Find out how many licks it takes to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop? She burst out laughing. What the hell is this? Feeling my face blow up with color, I sprang out of my chair faster before she could finish,

be bold. And number five: no regrets. Audrey glanced up at me with amusement while I just sat there,

snatching it out of her hands and sitting back down with another high-pitched, Nothing! I tried to crumple it up into a ball and stuff it back in my backpack. Itsanothing. Its air. You were hallucinating.

know. I saw the movie. She grinned. If you were there, you would know why her impish smiles were

Uh-huh. Audrey looked at me dubiously, crossing her arms. I know what a bucket list is, you

starting to scare me. So, whyd you make one? So insecure about your life you felt the need to write a list of things to do? Deaths been knocking on your door and youre feeling mortality slowly creeping in on you? Or are you just tired with your sad, boring life to the point that you need a reminder to make it more interesting? I narrowed my eyes at her. I just love your cynical take on my personal motives. Its may be cynical, but its the truth. I opened my mouth to correct her, but something made me change my mind at the last second. Theres that too. She leaned back in her seat, propping up her black combat boots on the

I cant just have made one because I was bored?

cafeteria table. Then again, the list looked too long and thought-out to be merely a spur-of-themoment thing. Holmes?

All reminders of being nice and thoughtful flew out my head. Wow. Arent you just Sherlock Of course not. Im female and, in my opinion, more fashionably dressed.
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my head, zipping up my backpack. Whatever. It was stupid idea to make the list any Interesting, yes, but not stupid. I actually like the idea of going all-out, no reserves. My eyes lit up. You do?

I decided not to argue with her on that. The whole detective getup wouldnt have fit her. I shook No, no, no, Audrey interrupted, holding up a hand to stop me. I never said it was stupid.

have you done on this list so far?

Sure. She sat back in a normal position, taking her boots off the table. How many things I sank a little. The truth? Not any. But I didnt want to tell her that. The only accomplishment I

could recall was Oh wait! I pulled out the Bucket List again, this time taking out a pencil as I ran my finger down the list. There it is. Make a new friendcheck! I grinned at her. That makes one. One? she asked with disbelief. But that list is huge. Why hadnt you started before? I sank even more. Um, to be honest, my friend wasnt too enthusiastic with the idea. What friend? Her names Charlotte.

Audreys eyebrows went straight up. Do you mean Charlotte Bell? I blinked. You know her? I guess so. She shrugged. I heard shes a bitch.

current best friend, but mostly because Id heard that one before. Oh? I squeaked, when I was able to breathe again. From who? Just

I choked on my own spit. Partly because my self-proclaimed new friend had just insulted my

have you been?

Emmy! a familiar voice called, making Audrey wince almost imperceptibly. Oh my god, where I must have been making some sort of oh-Jesus-Mary-and-Joseph-here-we-go-again Trying not to smile myself, I gave Audrey one short nod before Charlotte pounced. Hey Whats up? she nearly spat. Ive been looking for you for like, hours.

expression, since Audrey barely suppressed a smile and mouthed, Is that her? CharlieI mean Charly, I automatically corrected at her glare. Whats up?

hand puppet, making the mouth open and close as she rolled her eyes and mouthed, Blah like blah like

From behind her back, Audrey was making Charlotte impressions with her own version of a

blah.

and demanded, What the hell are you laughing at? myinanity at not having found you earlier.

I emitted something between a snort and a poorly-concealed laugh, while Charlotte stopped I tried to compose myself, shaking my head. Nothing, I was just mentally berating myself for

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pop out even further. Trying not to be noticeable, a few guys in the cafeteria even turned their heads to stare. Whats inanity and berating? Is it, like, talking to yourself or something? trying to ignore all the other goings-on. Wheres Hunter? Audrey keeled over a bit in the background, laughing to herself silently. Never mind, I said, Hunter? Oh, I dont know. He had to go to the bathroom or his locker or something. When Audrey perked her head up innocently, pointing to herself. Me? Im nobody. Just a random Charlotte blinked back. Excuse me?

Oh. She crossed her arms, making her ample cleavage (her tank top showed a littlemore)

Audrey almost fell out of her chair, Charlotte twisted around, her hand on her hip. And who are you? passerby who will probably hold zero interest for you in the future.

little, My finger made little circles next to my head, not right up there, if you know what I mean. I ignored Audreys hey! and led Charlotte back towards the cafeteria doors. Oh, Charlotte said again, so you two werent hanging out, or anything?

I giggled a little nervously, pulling Charlotte out of the way. Dont listen to her. Shes just a

Id just made a typical, or maybe not so typical, nice-to-meet-you greeting sort of conversation. But were we really friends now? Actually, yeah. I nodded. We were. Well, she flipped her hair out of her face, I hope she like, leaves you alone from now on.

I almost stopped myself, having to think a bit on the question. What had happened back there?

stuff and leaving. Who knows.

Maybe I trailed off absentmindedly, peeking back behind me to see Audrey picking up her After all, things do change.

~ Chapter 4 ~
Call one: voice mail. Hails, its Em. Where are you? I need a ride home. Call two: also voice mail. Hailin, seriously. Pick up. School ended ten minutes ago.
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starting to rain. Which is weird, because I couldve sworn there werent any clouds about a second Hard. And, yeah. Pick up! I sighed, watching the rain start to pour. please?

Call three: Ill give you one guess. Yo! Sister from the same mister! CALL ME BACK. Its

ago. If I end up walking home in this, you can bet your scrawny dancers butt that Im going to kick it. When I didnt seem to get any farther by furiously dialing buttons, I hung up my cell and

pocketed it. I squinted through the never ending shower, wondering to myself how in the world it was possible to rain in August and still manage to maintain an almost ninety degree temperature. Thats summer for you, I guess. Thankfully, my shirt happened to have a hood, which I promptly hid my frizz monster (some

people actually call it HAIR) under while I looked for shelter from the rain. Although it probably wasnt school campuses.

the best of ideas, I yanked open the first door I could find and ducked inside the room. Curse outdoor I exhaled a relieved sigh, opening my eyes to see where I was. Oh, band room. Not bad. No

one was in there, considering it was after school, and it seemed almost uncomfortably quiet in a space that was usually filled with music. Just wanting to get a minute out of the rain, I plopped down on a small nearby bench, flipping my phone open again. No messages. Ahhh. Why, sister, why?

chaos poof free. I set down the pin next to me and leaned back against whatever I was leaning against until I heard a soft clash of discordant notes. I immediately sat back up, twisting my body around so I a piano nonetheless. could see exactly what I was expecting: a piano. A fairly aged little grand piano with yellowed keys, but Right then, a smile lit up my face.

My cell went back in my pocket, and I slid my mothers emerald pin out of my hair, letting the

fifteen: play an original song. Before I could set my fingers down, I did a quick glance around to check
no one was watching. After confirming I was the only one there, I cleared my throat and touched the first key. It made the quietest sound, one lonely note. My fingers paused uncertainly on the keys as I air, I started to retract my hand. I shouldnt. Should I? used to the feel of it, I opened my mouth to begin: Breaking open, breaking out.

I shook my hands out, positioning myself on the bench so I was facing the piano. Number

wondered if I should continue. Itd been so long since I played. As the note started to fade away in the Then along came a chord. And another chord. Before I knew it, I was playing. And, as I got This is just a song to write about the dawn of I closed my eyes, swallowing. This is just a tuneabout the things Ill do When I get to breaking open, breaking free. I took a breath, and I kept playing. You see, Ill be pretty extraordinary.
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You see, through this song, Im sure Ill get along, if I

Chorus.

up to the occasion.

Hold my breath. Count 1, 2, 3. And take a leap into the deep blue sky. Ill open my eyes, rise I grinned, humming a bunch of doo-dahs and doo-doos until I came back to the verse.

the feel of the music, I didnt hear the door start to open. This is a melody, and with it Ill be breaking open, breaking free. I held the note, opening my eyes again. I dont need a fairytale story. I dont want all of the glory. Ill just Back to the chorus. Hold my breath. Count 1, 2, 3. And take a leap

This is a song. It wont be too long before Im breaking open. Breaking out. I was so lost in

into the deep blue sky. Watch, Ill open my eyes as Im breaking out. And Ill do it all with just a song. that you can make it. It wont be too long before youll remember this song I stopped playing. Cause itsjust my song

Here we go. Hold your breath, now. Just take a step. And if you try youll take it. You know

trophy sitting on top of the piano. I let out a strangled gasp, picking up my bag immediately and Wait! And I didnt stop for him. I just heard you It was Hale.

Thats when I heard the footstep. Thats when I saw the reflection of someone in a dusted

scrambling for the door. I tugged the hood further down to cover my eyes as I escaped out the door. I slammed the door behind me, blocking out his voice. **

as I sat under a tree just outside the campus, burying my face behind my knees. I couldnt believe Id

The rain was starting to settle down to a drizzle, so only a sprinkle of water reached my head

done it. I mean, Hale heard. Of all people. No one knew I liked to sing! Even my own sister would only catch some occasional humming, you know, with the awkward random dancing and air guitaring when I thought no one was looking. I guess I wasnt that bad (at the singing) but just the thought of someone hearing my voice made my stomach flip. And then I thought back to my Bucket List.

Number sixteen: sing in front of an audience.

where my voice actually sounded super terrible when I thought it was okay? And what if I had to stop with the stupid what-ifs. I was killing myself over them.

Oh, forget the stupid list anyway. What if I really was horrible? What if I was one of those cases

least until Hale forgot he ever heard me.

I groaned into my knees, wishing I could just sink into the earth and disappear forever. Or at What are you doing out here in the rain?

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Lyssa. We knew each other well enough, since she was a friend of my sisters. Pretty, friendly, and head cheerleader. Not to mention smart. A walking contradiction, she was. Oh, Em. She smiled. I didnt know it was you for a second. The hood covered your hair. Out of habit, I tried to pat down my unruly red mane. Yeah, the rain does wonders for it.

My head whipped up immediately, and I felt myself relax when I realized it wasnt him. Hey,

Anyway, Im just waiting for my sister. Have you seen her?

the school. Its for all the cheerleaders. Im just going out to my car to get something. We wont get out for a while, so, um She fidgeted a little. You could ask Hale for a ride. I inwardly groaned for two reasons: one, I really didnt want to ask Hale anything at the

Hailin? She should still be at the meeting. She adjusted her umbrella as she gestured back at

moment. Two: I knew the only reason she mentioned him because shed had a thing for Hale for a out the word longer than necessary. Maybe I will.

while. Still ongoing, probably. But, well, what girl in this school didnt? Sure, I said, probably drawing She sent me another smile. Okay. Well, I guess Ill see you around, then.

corner, I ducked my head again, groaning for the umpteenth time that day. Youre not a very bright person, are you?

I nodded, watching her walk off with a small, See you later. When I was sure shed turned the

had approached. Why, hello Miss Cynic. Have you come to grace me with your infinite wisdom once again? Nope, she said simply, which surprised me since I was expecting some sort of witty Whaa? You mean Lyssa?

I peeked above my crossed arms, uncovering one eye so I could squint at the new person that

comeback. You do know who you were just talking to, right? Yup. Shes Brookes older sister. She smiled slightly. Yeah, her. sweet! And Brooke is so

I lifted my head up fully. You mean, Brooke and the Brainless Bimbos Brooke? No way! I unfolded my legs and stood up so I could look at her properly. But Lyssas so Audrey crossed her arms. Bitchy?

I wouldve used slightly overaggressive, but that works too.

She chuckled. They may share similar looks, but theyve got opposite personalities.

Goldilocks hair and gray eyes. Except Brookes were considerably colder. And Lyssa was all smiles, while Brooke was allfake smiles. From what Id seen of her, at least.

True, true. I didnt realize until then that Lyssa and Brooke did look a lot alike, with the same

While I was pondering this, Audrey decided to change subjects. So I heard you need a ride.
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My face fell. Yeah. My sister ditched me. home from school.

Ooh. She patted my shoulder consolingly. Sorry, I would give you a ride, but I usually walk In the rain?

She glanced up at the sky, half-shrugging. Its letting up. Besides, my house isnt far away. and her friend to and from school. Its torture. Theyre horrible drivers.

Lucky, I said, pouting. My house is several miles away, so I have to get a ride with my sister She didnt say anything for a moment, seemingly thinking over something. You know, you

could get a ride to school with me and my brother. I usually go with him home, but he has a thing after school. My face instantly brightened. Seriously? Audrey nodded coolly. Seriously. Holy kazoo, thank you! Without thinking, I jumped up and threw my arms around her with a

dozen thank you thank you thank yous. When she started to gag and glare at me, I let go. Really, though, thank you. Its no problem, she answered evenly, just dont hug me again. Or say holy kazoo. I saluted her. Duly noted.

away, waving at me. Oh, and come a little early too. I looked at her curiously. Why?

She smiled, handing me a paper with her address on it. Good. With that, she started to walk

want to start that Bucket List, dont you? a grin stretched across my face.

She was still walking off, messenger bag over one shoulder, when she called back, You still And even though I shouldnt have been, I found myself standing there in surprise. Then, slowly, Making a new friend? Best idea Ive had in a long time. There you are, kid. **

him, and give myself some pretty wicked whiplash. All in one move. Now that takes skill. I wouldve

There was no mistaking this voice. Within a split-second, I managed to shoot straight up, face

rubbed my neck and winced, but right now the only thing I could focus on was my rebellious stomach.

You see, no matter how much I tried to convince it that it was a very vital part of my human anatomy, it to land this next somersault.

kept insisting it was an Olympic medalist in gymnastics. And lets just say, I wasnt so sure it was going

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discovered that my vocal chords had gone completely AWOL on me as well. Stupid body parts, all abandoning me in times of dire need. Hale raised an eyebrow when I said nothing. I see. Apparently, Ross is still missing. He

I started to open my mouth to speak, but the moment I tried to force something out, I

started to slowly back up, pulling his keys out of his pocket. Well, make sure to inform me when she returns. Otherwise, shes going to have to walk home in the rain. While he started to head off for the student parking lot, my voice miraculously returned. Wait! I

squeaked, sounding like a broken whistle. Scratch that. Almost returned. So you didnt I waved my arms about animatedly, trying to demonstrate my point. And failing immensely. didnt what? He turned back around, gracing me with that amused look Id been getting too much today. I My voice trailed off, deciding to ditch me for another temporary vacation. Hold on a second.

This didnt make any sense. He witnessed me singing in the band room, yet he made no mention of it? That was not very Hale-like. Gasp! Or maybe, just maybehmm. I cleared my throat, trying yet again to speak properly. So why didnt you find me earlier?

he shrugged his shoulders. Ive been looking for you for a while now. He started to walk back to me again, stopping under the tree to stare down at me. Hailins phone died. Shes staying late today, so she told me to take you home. Oh, I said, relaxing. So did this mean he hadnt heard me after all? But that was

This was it. The moment where hed make or break me. Figuratively speaking. I tensed up as

impossiblewasnt it? Then again, I had forgotten to take off my hood while I was playing. Even Lyssa couldnt tell who I was without my trademark red hair to act as a shining beacon of recognition. Okay. Awesome sauce. I skipped off, nearly skidding on the slippery sidewalk. Show me the way, Kn whoa!

the embarrassment of falling and receiving wet butt. No one looks good with wet butt. However, for the longest five seconds of my life, I was stuck staring up at Hales face, a bit closer than I wouldve wanted. In my opinion, or maybe I was just caught up in the moment, but he possessed too much slightly copper-tinted strands to stick to his sculpted jaw. His forest green eyes met with mine,

Thankfully, Hale was right behind me the whole time, so he caught me mid-air, saving me from

hotness for it to be natural. And I dont mean temperature-wise. The rain soaked his hair, causing the contrasting against the dreary sky, with little droplets of rain still clinging to his eyelashes. And his lips actually fall? And I was experiencing some weird side-effect, one that included hallucinations and cuhgoing insane in the membrane. Holy cup holders. Holy holy holy chocolate cream pie. This was not happening. Maybe I did

razy fantasies about someone who really shouldnt be fantasized about. Yeah. That was it. I was finally

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teetering back and forth on my heels like a hypnotized victim who had just been slapped silly. When I finally steadied myself, I blinked sort of dumbfoundedly at Hale, who was running a hand through his already-messed hair awkwardly. So, he said, after a short silence, to the car? * Absolutely, I answered immediately, and we both made a beeline for the vehicle. The car ride was the absolute epitome of awkward silences. I had no choice but to sit in the

After those five long seconds had ticked by, he gently let me back up, and I found myself

front passenger seat, and I swear our knees were so close they were almost touching. It got to the because Hale glanced at me once or twice and even said, You know, kid, I dont bitehard. been staring at only a few minutes before. Hot damn. What was happening to me?

point where I tried to sneakily squash myself up against the side door. Okay, maybe not so sneakily, I sent him a sad excuse of a glare which made a corner of his lips lift up. The same lips I had

Hormones, a voice in my head taunted, teenage hooormooones!

focus on Hale instead. Dont call me kid, I said for the sixth time that week. Yeah. Id been counting. over as he said so, patting my head and messing up my hair even more than I thought possible. Why not? he asked, his smile growing. I think it suits a cute little kid like you. He reached

I squinted my eyes, seriously tempted to knock on the side of my head to shush it. I decided to

I scowled, wrapping my arms around my head in a makeshift helmet. Knight! Watch the road! Just wait, that boy was going to give me a heart attack one day. Whether it be because of his

unfortunate driving skills, or the abdominal muscles which were currently showing through his damp tshirt (FOO! Not again!), it was bound to happen eventually. I just stared out the window after that, crossing my arms crossly (double the cross, double the

threat). After another minute of quiet passed between us, he took me by surprise, speaking up. About earlier today I peaked at him out of the corner of my eye. What about it? Oh shoot. He was going to say

hed heard the song, wasnt he? Then hed tease me about it, and Id never be able to live it down. I could just feel the dread rising. Here it comes! These past few years Wait, what? For once, the snarky Hale Knight was struggling with

words? I couldnt believe it. This was becoming a huge day of firsts. He glanced at me for a second, and I could see the question in his eyes. They still bother you, dont they? I tensed, taken aback by the sudden subject change. I folded my hands in my lap, my fingers

fiddling with the fabric of my shirt like they only do when Im uncomfortable. Without knowing it, I looked down, away from him. What? The years of constant silence between us or your lack of acknowledgement of my existence? I guess I surprised both him and myself by the audible hostility in

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my tone. It surprised me even more that I went on. Or maybe its both? If so, then let me invite you to take a guess. My jaw clenched. Was I bothered? Gosh, I wonder. as he said, I know. Believe me. And Im sorry that The silence became ten times as awkward. I could see Hales grip on the wheel tighten slightly Sorry? My fingernails nearly ripped through my shirt. I closed my eyes, breathing in and out

slowly. Calm down. Look, Im sorry if I ever led you on, or made it seem like everything was okay eyes again, relieved to see that we were finally approaching my house.

between us, but if you think a simple apology will fix three years of rejectionthink again. I opened my For once, Hale slowed down as he was driving. And I didnt know what frustrated me more

the fact that he thought a sorry would make everything better, or that he was still trying to convince me it would. Just listen, please. I really am sorry, kid. If I hadnt had a reason in the first place, I really would

wishing I could send all my past hurt through that one look. For one, I dont care what your reason was. I let my hand drop. Two, I just told you not to call me kid. The car stopped then, and I took the first opportunity to get out of that car as quickly as

I stopped him again, raising a hand. Have you ever listened to me? I glared at him for real,

possible. I could practically feel myself suffocating. The cold rain had picked up again, and it bit at my out before he grabbed onto my arm. RoEm. Emica. asked tiredly.

face, but it felt welcoming compared to the stark atmosphere between Hale and me. Id almost made it Against my former wishes, I turned around at his first mention of my actual name. What? I His hand tightened around my arm, threatening to drag me back into that car. I meant it when I

said I was sorry. Am sorry. Youll never know. When I only tried to look away, his grip loosened. I

was lying when I said I wanted you out of our lives. He hesitated, right before adding, Out of my life. theres another thing. Hailin and I let me go? Please?

I just stared at him with pain, wishing desperately for him to let go. But he wasnt finished. And I dont really want to hear it, I said, not wanting to look him in the eye anymore. Can you just I could hear him sigh with frustration, but he complied, letting go of my arm a second later.

While I stood back, rubbing my arm where hed been holding on, he gave me one last glance. See you later, Ross. The door shut, and he drove off. For some reason, I was almost sad to see him leave.

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~ Chapter 5 ~
That girl had to be some kind of crazy to have me standing here at six in the morning. I tilted my head back, blinking up blearily at the two-story home that was none other than the

Burns family residence. For some reason, I was expecting more. Or maybe less. Or maybe just

different. It was such a typical suburban house, what with the quaint little front porch, clich white picket
fences, and perfectly trimmed grass on a green, green, green lawn. The exterior was a light blue, with colorful assorted flowers planted around the sides. It looked bright. Happy. Too happy for six in the gosh. Dang. Morning. Maybe it was time to admit I wasnt much of a morning person. white trim, white shutters, white two-car garageto make this short, a lot of white, set off by a bunch of

down at the doppelganger brown welcome mat Id seen at least a dozen times. Now, the question: to ring, or not to ring? Or perhaps to knock? I poised myself, ready to make that final move And nearly fell over when the door swung open. So much for keeping my calm. My sleep-

My shoes crunched noisily against the stone walkway, and I trumped up the front steps, staring

riddled eyes suddenly tore themselves open as I found myself face-to-face with one of the most perfect male specimen to roam the earth. Okay. Maybe thats an exaggeration. But not by far, considering the slight distraction of his

shirtlessness. By now, Id found that it only took one glance at tanned, toned abs to boggle my sleepdeprived mind. Why have I been running into so many relatively unclothed men lately?

exhausted sigh before squinting at me and asking, Uhwho are you?

He looked just as tired as I was (correction: no longer was), since he rubbed his eyes with an Just the sound of his voice made my insides turn to mush. The more the seconds that ticked

by, the more his dark, mesmerizing eyes stared back into mine. And when I found myself incapable of coherent speech, he looked at me confusedly and asked, Are you mute? mouth to say, I

Teenage hooormones! I mentally ordered the voice in my head to shut up before I opened my
Emica! I silently rejoiced when I saw Audrey behind him, hopping down the stairs two at a

time. For some insane reason, she was already dressed and ready as if school started in five minutes, rather than one and a half hours. There you are. Took you long enough. I narrowed my eyes. Audrey, you do know you called me at the crack of dawn, right? It was Her expression was so impassive and nonchalant I sort of wondered what I was getting myself

five! In the morning! I barely had ten minutes to get ready. And I walked here. into. Yeah. And?

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Thats practically inhuman. Dont you sleep? Five in the morning! Actually, it was five thirty, she pointed out. I threw my hands up in surrender. Whatever! Miraculously forgetting all about Mr. Tall, Dark,

and Handsome standing a meager three feet away, I stormed past him with a huff. The moment I

stepped in, the house enveloped me in a warm, homey smell that, under normal conditions, wouldve swayed me into relaxation. But of course, I was not a happy camper at that particular time of day. good reason? Audrey sighed, leaning against the stair railing. Would you forgive me if I told you it was for My eyes were bordering on slits now. It depends

It has to do with a bucket and a list. Combine those two words, and you get? I snorted. I dont know what waking up early has to do with any of it. I settled with glaring at her. Just humor me. Well, she said, I cant tell you now, can I? It would only ruin the fun. She started treading back up the stairs, motioning for me to follow. When I showed no signs of

moving, she stopped. Youre not just going to stand there, leaving mud stains all over the carpet, are you? My mom would throw a fit. Take off your shoes and get moving, Em. Reluctantly, I kicked off my sneakers and dragged myself up the staircase after her. I only

hesitated when Ben Barness body double decided to reacquaint us with his presence. A small ahem issued from behind us. Audrey turned around, taking a second to stare between him and me before rolling her eyes So that was it. We were officially friends.

and saying, Right, I almost forgot. Emica, my brother Aiden. Aiden, my friend Emica.

Aiden sent me a killer smile and a simple, Hey.

I only had a split second to recognize that fact, because as soon as Audrey had introduced us, I think I just died. And was miraculously resuscitated by the sound of his voice. Hi, I somehow

managed. As soon as the last of the syllable had died off, Audrey let out a quiet groan and forced me up the stairs with a good God and a nice little tug on my arm. Minus the nice and little. I tried not trip over my feet, as per my usual. Stairs? Not exactly my thing. Um, Audrey?

Stumble. Where are we Fall. going? By the time wed made it to the top of the stairs, I leaned over, trying not to touch my carpet-burned knees. Room. In. Now. With an unnecessary push, I found myself staggering into what I assumed

was Audreys room. I tried to regain my balance while she shuffled around me, pushing some

notebooks off a nearby dressing table. Meanwhile, I took the extra second to survey her room, and I nearly did a double take at the papers nearly taking up all the space along the walls. They were portraits, drawings, different sketches of people and things and places. There were some I recognized,
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like a colored picture of a familiar landscape, one of the benches at a local park set against a sunset And yet another of a man and woman who resembled Audrey and her brother. these? I asked, awestruck.

background. There was even a sketch of her brother, focusing intently on something he was reading. I spun around in circles as I stared up at the art that adorned her room. Did youdid you draw She didnt bother to look up at me, but I could see from her profile view that a blush was I stopped spinning so I could look at her properly. Theyre beautiful! You never said you were When she finally looked at me, she shook her head. Stop grinning like that. And theyre not Not that great? I gaped. I cant even draw stick figures! And you make these! I gestured

starting to creep in. Theyre works in progress. Why? an artist.

that great. Its just an easy way to pass the time.

wildly to the drawings, taking a moment away from my raving to point one out. Seriously, that eye looks like a photograph. It is a photograph.

In all honesty, I would buy these.

Oh. Well, still. I sat down on her bed, still admiring the art with wide eyes. Theyre amazing. She shrugged uncomfortably, still unsuccessful in keeping the redness off her cheeks. Well, Immediately distracted from my rant on her awesome drawing skills, I found my head snapping Mmhm. She crossed her arms, nodding at my backpack. You still have your Bucket List, I do I said warily. And this is important because? Take it out. I chose to comply, pulling out the list with curiosity bubbling up to the surface of my mind. When

sorry to burst your bubble, but youre not here for my pictures. Youre here for you. to her direction. I am? right?

I waved it at her, she took it from my hands and read a goal off the list: Number twelve: Get a makeover. Dear oh dear oh dear. I knew where this was heading. Hahaha! Or in other words,

holysnapImscrewed. Oh, that? I put that on there ages ago. It was just a random add-on I thought of on a whim. Just ignore it. It holds absolutely no importance. A look of determination was set straight across her face, kind of similar to my sisters

expression right before she tackled me over using her nail polish. To put it bluntly, I knew from I shrunk into a ball. Yes? I answered squeakily.
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experience that look didnt mean any good. You do want to start your Bucket List, dont you?

Dont say it like its a question. You need to stop thinking and just do it. More shrinking. Pfft. Who says I need to do anything? I do. Now man up! But Im not a man!

skull. And thats just what this makeover is going to prove. That I can man up?

Her glare couldve burned holes in my forehead. I could practically feel it scorching through my

good.

The glare slid up a notch. No, idiot. That you can be a teenage girl who knows how to look I looked at her doubtfully, my butt still sinking into the mattress. But what if I dont

going to do this right.

Shh! She held up a finger in warning. No buts! Im feeling extra generous today, so were I groaned. Why do I feel like Im about to jump headfirst into a sea of suffering? Stop being overdramatic. This is for your own good. While I sat and sulked there moodily, I couldnt help but feel like Id been over this conversation

before. Far more times than I wouldve liked. What if I like myself just the way I am? What ifI dont

want a makeover?

me. Finally, with a defeated sigh, she said, Then you dont want a makeover. Big whoop. Its not like I can force you. After a pause, she added, Though Id still wonder why you have that on your Bucket List.

That seemed to quiet her down enough. For a while, Audrey just stood there, staring back at

for me, anyway?

My shoulders deflated as I echoed her defeated sentiment, sighing. Why do you want to do this The glare was gone completely. Her light brown eyes met my hazel ones, and somehow I could

already tell she wasnt sure. I dont know. Maybe its the fact that I havent had an actual friend for so me yesterday?

long. Maybe Her shoulders rose and fell. Like I said, I dont know. Why did you decide to sit next to The truth was, I wasnt sure either. Not completely, at least. But maybe Because. I had an idea why. Because I know what its like to be lonely. Yup. I actually did it.

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was actually looking forward to it. And that whole Bucket List thing, of course, which I was really starting to think was more of an excuse now than anything.

I let the crazy person give me a makeover. More of an experimental thing, really. Not because I

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But the real shocker? I didnt look half bad.

heaven-sent miracle was sleek and straight and not akin to something in desperate need of a there. Nothing over the top, like Id asked.

Granted, I didnt look all that different. The only real change was the hair, which by some

lawnmower. Even the makeup looked natural, like there was hardly any. A few brush-ups here and The only real thing I had to complain about was the shoes. Id contested a little against wearing

the clothes (one of her old outfits, which was tight enough as is), but the shoes. Wow. They were the real killers. Somehow, even though my body was more of a mini-me version of hers, my feet were a for Emica. size bigger. Meaning major squeezing. Meaning blisters. Meaning pain. Meaning a whole lot less fun

the trip up. Really, Audrey? Cant I just wear my own shoes?

I winced coming down the stairs. Impossibly, the trip down them was even more tortuous than No, she replied sharply, not even bothering to wait for me as she made her way down to the

bottom of the steps. When she got to the front door, she picked up my shoes, grimacing at them like they were used tissues. Okay, normally I like Converse, but these old beat-up sneakers? No way. They look like Swiss cheese. She tossed them to the side without a second thought. Theyre not humans, Em. My shoes! I glowered at her sourly. You could have at least set them down nicely. But theyre my babies! I wailed, nearly tumbling down the stairs in an effort to keep myself She laughed. Sorry, no.

upright. And for crying out loud, ow! Cant I wear something a little less painful? Hmph! I sniffled. Im starting to think you enjoy my pain.

fooled by the devil child, he said, grinning. Shes more of a sadist then she lets on. Falsely angelic, my ass. us.

Before she could answer, we were interrupted by the sound of Aiden walking in. Dont be Excuse me? Devil? She scoffed, tossing her hair over her shoulder. I prefer falsely angelic. Audrey sent him one of her usual glares. Watch your language. Ems going to be riding with Who? He glanced up at me, blinking. Oh, hey. SorryEmica, right? I nodded, once again rendered useless in the speech department. His expression changed slightly, like hed just noticed something. Did you change clothes or I smiled nervously, not sure whether different was a good thing or not. Something like that. I tried not to notice Audrey elbowing Aiden in the ribs. But it was kind of hard not to,

something? You look different.

considering that elbowing was followed by an ow! and a what was that for? and Audreys tell her
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she looks nice! All in what they probably thought were whispers. But being only a few feet away, they may as well have used a bullhorn. Still, Aiden straightened up, forcing a smile at me. By different, I mean you look nice.

By the way, its okay; I dont need a fake compliment. On that note, I tried to make the last step flailing my arms like a penguin convinced it could fly. Not again--! Then Aiden had to go and try catching me.

My smile was starting to be a little more genuine now. You can tell Audrey she looks nice too.

without hurting myself. Apparently, grace is something I lack, since I only ended up tripping again and

wanted to coincidentally fall into his arms. Well, let me tell you. Clumsiness might seem cute or
endearing from an outsiders perspective, but in reality its really, really embarrassing and it FREAKING HURTS.

I know, I know. Typical of me. Any normal person would say I was doing this on purpose, like I

Mind you, he made a valiant effort, but I mustve tripped a second too early or something since I ended up falling straight through those arms of his. And bruising my already fragile face. At least the carpet smelled nice. Lets pretend that didnt just happen, I mumbled into the

Also, the situation didnt end up like you might have expected it to. He didnt actually catch me.

floor, carefully trying to raise myself to a sitting position. Thankfully, Aiden was a gentleman and I was back to having the coordination of a two year-old. Oh well. Baby steps, baby steps.

managed to lend me a hand so standing wouldnt seem like such an impossible task. It was sad, really. From where I was standing, I could see Audrey battling between an expression of sympathy

and laughter at my unfortunate mishap. I was really starting to believe Aiden was right on her sadistic tendencies. After shed finally calmed down, she faced her brother. See, Aiden? Now we really owe her a ride.

You know I cant.

His expression immediately darkened. Audrey He exhaled slowly, visibly frustrated. Dont. Why not? she challenged. I found myself backing away a little from the conversation, sensing Its illegal, Dree. I just got my license. If just means almost a year ago. He stared at her. Hard. And while they both entered in their own private glaring contest, I

a sudden change of mood.

started to feel more and more uncomfortable. You know thats not the only reason, he went on. You know why I cant. Audreys own expression changed. It went from stubborn tosomething else. Its been two

years. This isnt that big a deal.

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sighed and turned to me with an apologetic glance. Im really sorry. But I cant take you.

Have you been around these past two years? When Audrey said nothing in response, he I may not have been the brightest person around, but I could tell when I wasnt wanted. Its

okay. I tried to smile it off. Really. Sorry for the misunderstanding. Ill just walk. I tried to take another step, but I only grimaced when I realized I was still wearing Audreys shoes. And, um, I think Ill use my own shoes.

you. This is my fault. She picked up her bag from the floor, ignoring her brothers groan as she strode towards the door. Okay, fine, he muttered, Ill take you.

Just as I was midway through taking them off, Audrey held up a hand. No, dont. Ill walk with

sidestepped her, grumbling something about annoying younger sisters and what else. Just get in the car, he said.

Audrey spun around, beaming. Thank you, oppa! When she tried to go for a hug, Aiden

approached Aidens truck. Honestly, Im alright. Its not that far, and I can just What unusual siblings. *~*~*

I trailed after them meekly, still uncomfortable with the situation. I fidgeted a little as we It was surprising how quickly they both turned around. Just get in the car! they both ordered.

Oh my God, what happened to you?

You know me. The klutziness has never really improved.

I touched my bruised face, flinching slightly. Just a little trip down the stairs, I assured her. No! Charlotte gasped, covering her mouth. I mean your hair! Did you get it done? Why? I touched it self-consciously. Does it look bad? She shook her head, picking up a strand and examining it. It looks good, Emmy. I dont know

how you managed to get it straight like this. When she peaked up at me, she gasped again. Are you wearing makeup? I smiled sheepishly. Just a little.

this ghostly pale skin of yours. And maybe to cover up your freckles too.

Obviously, she scoffed. Honestly, I think you couldve used more. You need something for This is good, too, I argued. If it was you, you wouldve put on too much.

Andwait, what are you wearing? Those arent your clothes.

Nuh-uh. She leaned to one side, hand on her hip. Besides, you would look better with more. In my mind, I sort of regretted this. I knew Charlotte would only look at me and try to pull apart

every single difference. Clothes especially. When I said Audreys old clothes, I meant old. As in,

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prepubescent age old. Not that anyone could tell by the way they fit me. I know. I borrowed them. Theyre a little tight, and the blouse shows a little much, and the skirt you trying to show off my underwear? When she bent down and tried to pull up the skirt a little, I squeaked. What are you doing? Are It should be a little shorter! Do you want to look like a nun? Char! That leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination! So you do want guys to imagine you. Wh-what? Thats not what I meant!

noticed Hunter coming up. At least, not until he was right behind me. Hey, babe.

While we kept on bickering about how short my skirt should or shouldnt be, neither of us Both of us jumped. Well, I did. Charlotte just grinned at him. Hunter! She threw her arms

around him, planting one on his cheek. Which made me pause for just a second. Hold on there. Did he just say babe? Was I missing something? Hunter eyed me again, similarly to the way he had yesterday. I found myself pulling down my Forgetful, much?

skirt as his eyes kept roaming. Awwwkward. Whos this? he asked Charlotte, nodding his head at me. Oh, Hunter. Her giggle made me want to cringe. You already met her! This is Emica, Right. He flashed me a grin that made my stomach a little queasy. Emica. Does my name It was like a broken record just kept on playing and playing. My sister had said the same thing

remember?

require special emphasis for some reason I dont know? You look different.

when she saw me that morning. Quote, My baby sister is growing up! Even a couple other people I

knew from junior high greeted me with the typical, Oh hey, you look nice today. Did you do something once-over, said nice, and walked away. Back to the one-word wonder, I suppose? Felt like dressing up today.

with your hair? Yet none were more enthusiastic than Hale who, after seeing me and giving me a quick But I digress. At Hunterswhatever it was, compliment or notI plastered on a smile. Yeah. I see. I dont know why, but it seems that every time Hunter, Charlotte, and I got together in a

group, awkward silences ensued. Maybe there was some truth to the phrase threes a crowd. I kicked at the ground with the toe of Audreys shoe (in all the hustle and bustle I forgot mine at their house). Well, nice to see you, but I got to get going. Dont want to be late for first period!

want to witness. Or describe. I scooted away, wondering when Charlotte was ever going to tell me that she and Hunter were together. Maybe I shouldve noticed earlier. But maybe high school changes people.

Not that they heard me. They were engaging in a public display of affection that I really didnt

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~ Chapter 6 ~
I actually got a lot more compliments that day than I expected. I didnt attract much male

attention, per say (which, despite Charlottes beliefs, I was not aiming for), but I got smiles and a few attention. I think.

more looks than on an average day. Which was good. I normally didnt like attention, but it was good The only attention I didnt want was from a certain someone whose name rhymed withnever

mind, I cant think of a legitimate rhyme. Lets just say it was Hunter. Why, you ask? Well, one, I just recently found out he was Charlottes boyfriend. By them making out in front of me. Two, of a little something that had happened in the hallway during one of the passing periods.

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He was looking at me. Slightly panicking, I tried to figure out an exit strategy when I saw him turn his head to look at someone else. Surprisingly, Hale.

I was just at my locker, minding my own business, when I spotted Hunter several lockers down.

whos to say they wouldnt? Anyway, they talked to each other for a moment, when Hale turned his of peripheral vision. But, forget that. be a coincidence.

I wasnt aware they knew each other, but what do I know? They were both upperclassmen, so

head to look at me as well. He didnt catch me watching them, of course, since I was practicing my use Why were they both looking at me? It was within the span of a few seconds, too. That couldnt I went into Nancy Drew mode, pretending to be debating over whether I should get my math or

my science textbook. Geometry had already passed, and Biology wasnt until last period, so I didnt

need either, but thats not the point here. Hale kept looking for a couple seconds, while Hunter kept on of them over the chatter of other students, but I could see Hales lips moving almost imperceptibly. emotion.

chatting away. Finally, Hale looked away, staring into space. No matter what I did, I couldnt hear either Finally, Hale closed his own locker with an echoing slam and walked away, his face wiped clean of any That event confused me like no other, but I figured it wasnt any of my business. So, I decided Forgetting that little incident, it got towards the end of the day, during which I found myself

to put it off my mind for the rest of the day. Or tried to.

trapped between waiting and looking for Hailin. Seriously, that girl needed to charge her phone. I was

hopelessly limited to roaming the schools relatively empty hallways, waiting for my sister to appear out call her out when I noticed something and froze.

of nowhere. Later, I thanked my lucky stars when I finally glimpsed her around a corner. I was about to She was with Hale. That wasnt a bad thing, I know, since I was actually expecting it. But I Okay, maybe not so much the last part, but I didnt get that much of a glimpse since I stopped Alright. What the heck was going on with everyone I know hooking up and leaving me the only Maybe I was just misinterpreting things, but still! This was important! Normal friends dont just When I was done freaking out, I inhaled slowly and prepared myself for the worst. I came out

wasnt expecting them to be holding hands. And laughing. And looking at each other lovingly. mid-gasp and ducked behind that corner Id just walked by.

single person in the vicinity? And why was no one telling me these things anymore? go around holding hands like a couple. Especially not Hale and my sister.

from behind the hallway only to noticethey were gone. Of course. Theyd probably turned another hallway while I was busy thinking the world was going to end just because my sister and Hale were

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supposedly a thing. I guess Audrey was partially right about me being overdramatic. It just couldnt be helped. Somewhere along the way, I got backtracked to roaming the hallways again. I gave up

eventually, and searched the quad instead. I stopped on the grassy field, staring at the schools amphitheater ahead, when I heard his voice from behind me. Ross.

either a teacher or Hale. Given the circumstances, and the tone of the voice, it was almost certainly the latter. Correctamundo. Hello, Knight, I greeted, trying to sound casual. Whats up?

I twisted myself around, already expecting him. My options were the mysterious person was

for you.

He leaned back on the bench, looking almost like he was analyzing me. Hailin told me to look Well, I raised my arms, congratulations. You found me.

try a different look today? long story.

There was a short period of silence before he cut through it, asking, So, whyd you decide to Its The rest of the sentence just trailed off as I tried to find the right way to put it. Its a I stared at the sky, the ground, a nearby trash can, and practically anything else besides Hale. As an answer, I didnt answer.

Of course, he caught me in this avoidance-type tactic. Youre still mad at me, arent you?

betrayed me and strayed over to him. Bad choice. He started to smile crookedly at me again, and I

Hmm, he mused, sitting up straight. When he didnt say anything for a minute, my eyes

instantly felt my stomach drop in response. Uh oh. This didnt mean anything good. How about He adjusted himself a little, pulling something out of his pocket. When it was revealed, he shook the zip lock bag in front of my eyes. a little bribery, perhaps? My eyes widened. You wouldnt. He grinned at me devilishly. I would, and I did.

to put my brakes on, coming to an immediate halt. Uh-uh! If you think a cookie is going to win me over, you thought wrong. Its chocolate chip, he tempted. Homemade.

Before I knew it, my feet were starting to move without consent. It took all the will power I had

worth giving up my dignity.

No, I said, probably unconvincingly. Even if you made it, those chocolate chip cookies are not He cocked an eyebrow. Mmhm. Sure they arent. He leaned back again, this time pulling out

a cookie and bringing it to his lips, chewing slowly. I didnt know what was worse, having to witness
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Hale eating away the precious sugar-filled concoctions, or smelling their chocolaty scent even from worse. Mmm-mm good. They even have a hint of mint in them.

where I was standing. When he closed his eyes, savoring the taste, I settled with the former. Definitely My mouth was watering. Seriously, it was. It took all the rest of the will power I had not to lick

my lips. He made his way through the second cookie, and then the third, leaving only one other cookie left in the bag. Added to that, he was eating them so tantalizingly slowly. When he started to bring the last cookie out, I stomped my foot. Okay! I give in! I raced over to his side, lurching forward and it as I took a bite and sighed.

catching the cookie in mid-air. I ended up sprawled across his lap, but at the moment, it seemed worth Hale patted my head, laughing. Feel better now?

chewing the cookie in small, small bites so I could savor it. I nodded. Much better. like a chipmunk.

I crawled off him, slightly embarrassed. Once Id made my own seat next to him, I went back to He had stopped laughing by then, but there were still traces of a smile. You know, you look Shut up, I said, though it came out kind of muffled since my mouth was still full. It probably

didnt help my case that I continued nibbling the cookie exactly like a chipmunk. I found myself staring at the last crumb in my hands emptily. Youre so evil. Are you talking to me or the cookie you just devoured?

sorry, cookie. And I ate it.

You! I exclaimed, before going back to looking forlornly at my last piece of heaven. Im so When he started chuckling slightly to himself, I glanced at him questioningly. He messed up my

hair, ignoring my protesting squeal. You just had the most miserable expression. It was so sad, it was almost cute. Finally accepting that my cookie was gone, I decided to search him. Okay, mister, where are What are you doing, Ross?

you hiding the rest? His pockets looked empty, so I picked up his backpack and rifled through it. Looking for your stash! I replied, my head already halfway through the bag. Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

other. I concentrated my face into the best glare I could manage as my captured hand dangled limply from his. Okay, he began, his expression slightly amused, back to forgiving me. By the way, the answer is no.

When my head popped up again, Hale took me by one arm and wrestled his backpack from the

Ill answer when you let go. He easily complied, and I massaged my wrist, still glaring at him. His stare bore right through me, so straightforward it almost looked earnest. Why? Because, I answered weakly, you cant just take back three years of nothing.
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wish I could take back those three years and ever making the decision of ignoring you. I hated myself for hurting you. I wrung my hands anxiously, wanting to be anywhere but there. But you hurt me anyway. A slight wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows, and suddenly his stare seemed pained. I So make it uncomplicated. Its not that simple. So what? I balled my hands up into fists. If you really want me to forgive, it requires a

I already said Im sorry. When I looked away, he sighed. And I can prove to you that I am. I

Deciding to be slightly courageous, I matched his stare. Why? cant explain. Its complicated.

legitimate explanation on your part. to change.

He sighed heavily. It was called being stupid. And thinking that getting older meant things had I frowned. Thats it? Thats it. I forced my hands to relax while I looked at Hale with what I hoped was a gentle expression. Right. He folded his arms, still not breaking that eye contact. If the aura hadnt been so My feet swung back and forth, while I shrugged simply. Well see. I finally stood up, evening Hailins coming, Hale pointed out. Shes just in the bathroom.

See? Not complicated at all.

serious, we couldve started a staring contest right there and then. So, forgiveness? out my skirt. Ill give you a point for honesty. Now, if you excuse me, I have to

its been almost ten minutes and she still hasnt

Geez. Longest bathroom break Ive ever heard of. Is she constipated or something? Because Em, he interrupted me. Hailin and I are going out.

person. Hey, your sisters also in the bathroom. Also, she and I tied the knot and have decided to have our honeymoon in Hawaii. Sorry we couldnt invite you. Or tell you sooner. Catch ya later! and have twelve children. Both of his eyebrows went up. Just because were dating doesnt mean were going to elope God, I hope not, I said. How would I be able to pick a favorite niece or nephew?

I practically choked. On air. That has got to be one of the worst ways to break news to a

hands on her hips. Do we have some other sibling Im not aware of?

What niece or nephew? We both turned around to seeguess whostanding right behind us, The next second I could have gone without seeing. As soon as Hale was aware my sister had

arrived, he got up and, in one move, had his mouth covering hers. I think I just downed a baby barf. My
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face was probably turning green by the point they separated, leaving Hailin with a slightly flustered look. Heck, I wouldve been flustered too. I was already flustered just witnessing it. Butmy sister? I know, I said just as Hale informed her, She knows. Oh, she blinked, looking back at me.

into fists. Oh is right. When exactly were you going to tell me this? know now. No awkwardness, right? Youre okay with this? bother me? Because it didnt. Right?

I forced a smile, folding my hands behind my back so they wouldnt see my hands balling up Soon, she told me sincerely, wrapping her arms around Hale affectionately. Im so glad you Yeah! I answered truthfully. At least, I was pretty sure I was being honest. Why would it But when she tiptoed to kiss him again, I felt my stomach churn. Of course not. It doesnt Right?

bother me.

~ Chapter 7 ~
Filler text. Ahh I dont know where to go from here. Im not good with not planningggg.

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