Life.Isnt.Fair! (Arranged Marriage to an Emo)

Well here's a new story, I will continue with my other story 'Immortal Secrets' (you should go read it), but I want to get this one going a bit first, comment and vote <3 

xoxo Sugarplushoney

Summer's POV. 

Well I'm Summer Lawson and my parents are arranging me to marry someone I don't even know. I know what you're thinking, 'let me guess she's an emo marrying a prep'. Well I'm not emo; I have wavy, brown, layered hair, big, blue eyes, I'm 5'6 not too tall not too short and I'm 17 years old. My sister, Emily, had an arranged marriage when she was my age (she is now 20) her and her husband, Cole, got married when they were both 19. My mum and da picked Cole, he is really nice so I'm hoping to get someone nice, and mum said I'm marrying her friend, Julie's son. I have met Julie and her family once when I was younger but the boy, Seth that I was going to grow up and marry wasn't there that day. 

I know I'm not legally allowed to drink yet (not that it's stopped me before) but my BFF, Libby is throwing a party for me because as, of tomorrow I will be living with my fiancé. YAY! (note the sarcasm). So I am planning to get really, really drunk so I can sleep all tomorrow and forget about having to live in a house with only me, Seth, maids and butlers. 

Right now I am in my room getting for the party, I put on a black, silky dress that falls just above my knees and then I put a silver belt around the waist (http://www.switchboutique.com/v/vspfiles/photos/Boulee%20Black%20and%20Silver%20Belt%20M-1.jpg ). Then I went and straightened my hair using hairspray to puff it up a bit, I then did a smokey eye look and put a pair of nice black heels on, grabbed my clutch purse and walked down the stairs.

"Okay mum and dad I'm going now, I'll be back later", I called before walking out the door and I could hear them saying something about not wanting me to drink. I got into my silver, Mazda, Convertible and drove to Libby's house.

"Libby", I squealed as I walked over to her, she hugged me and said hi. All of my friends from school are there, that's like all of the jocks, cheerleaders, and normals. I wasn't a cheerleader because I liked dancing better so I chose dance instead. The night went on like that, all of us dancing, singing, drinking and having heaps of fun. 

I woke up the next morning to find me and Libby at either end of her bed. As soon as I sat up I got a major headache 'Ohhhh shit, I'm screwed' let's just say I drank more that I should have. I felt my stomach gurgling and ran to the toilet to throw up. Hmm pizza I wonder when we ate that. I walked back into Libby's room and found my purse, pulled out my phone and looked at the time, Shit! Its 8:00am and I have to meet my future fiancé today. I quickly said goodbye to Libby, ran down the stairs in my heels, dodged the people sleeping on the floor and went to my car.

I opened the front door when I got home to find my mum and dad sitting on the couch looking cross.

"SUMMER-LEE- LAWSON, where the hell have you been", my mum screeched. Before I could answer I ran to the bathroom and threw up again, hmm I have a plan.

"Mum, dad, I'm not feeling too well, do you think you could cancel it for today", I said pretending that I was really, really sick.

"Don't think you are getting out of this, young lady, besides your mum has already packed your stuff and you have twenty minutes to get ready", my dad said in a smart-ass tone. I trudged up the stairs and to my room, mum had laid out a pair of clothes for today since everything else was packed up. Dark, blue, skinny-leg jeans and a white tank-top with black flats. I went and took a shower, brushed my teeth, did my make-up and let my hair dry curly.

"Summer they're here", My mother yelled down to me. YAY! (Once again with the sarcasm). 

I trudged down the stairs and I could hear people greeting each other, I heard my mum say something about a hangover and then a deep, sexy laugh of a teenager. He sounds hot.

"Summer this is your fiancé, Seth", my mother said pleasantly as I walked down the stairs but I stopped dad in my tracks when I saw him. He is hot, with the right amount of muscle.....H-he  

s-s-straightens his hair which is b-black and he is all dressed in black. Oh god! I have to marry an  

e-emo.

"What the hell mum, what if he tries to eat me?" I yelled at her.

"Summer", my dad said to me sternly, him and mum walked into the kitchen and I followed them. Great(note the sarcasm) here comes the lecture while I have a major hangover. Life isn't fair.