Hey guys! Sorry for the late chapter. I have been really busy with school lately, and I'm trying to write way longer chapters.
This is the longest one yet! Please tell me your opinion, it means a lot to me!!
-J
~*~ Emma's POV ~*~
SHAWN AND BRYN SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Darn, I'm such a kid.
I happily walk to class muttering the song under my breath not really paying attention to where I'm going. I'm going to class and I trust my legs to take me there.
Ugh, I just bumped into someone. I fall flat on my butt. Ouch, that hurt (my butt AND my pride)!
"Are you okay?" Asks a guy's voice. Wait, I've been closing my eyes? Why was I closing my eyes? Gosh, I'm too awkward.
"Yeah, sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going," I feel a hand, very muscular and warm, helping me up. I finally open my eyes. Oh. My. Gosh.
IT'S EDDIE JOHNSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
RIP EMMA.
RIP EMMA.
RIP EMMA.
RIP EMMA.
Okay, okay, take a deep breath, he won't eat you, right?
Right.
"No, I should say sorry. Didn't notice you coming and went full at you," He smiled this smile that every time I see him smile it makes me wanna melt in a pool of his smiles. *sigh*
"I...no...er...um...you...fine...it's..." I stammer. I NO ER UM YOU FINE IT'S?! WANT KIND OF SENTENCE IS THAT?! I MEANT TO SAY: NO IT'S MY FAULT BUT IT IS FINE.
UGHHHHHHHHH!!!
He laughs. "What do you have right now?" He asks.
"Class," I quickly stupidly answer. He meant what class you had, you dummy! "I mean...Math class," Tryna' save myself here. Sue me.
"Oh, I have that too," He smiles. I already know that (yes, creep alert) but I don't say anything. "Let's walk together," He says.
"Er..." I'm confused. EDDIE JOHNSON. WANTS TO. WALK WITH. ME?
ME?
OF ALL PEOPLE?
"I'll take it as a yes," He smiles that smile again. *sigh*
We walk a bit together. There is an awkward silence, but Math is just a corridor away so that will be quick.
"So, what got you so distracted that you bumped into me?" He asks.
I blush. "Stuff," I answer. Great start: I said a word that made sense!
"Oh," I guess he wanted a clearer answer. Would have told you won but too busy freaking out here, buddy.
"What got you so distracted to go straight into me?" I JUST SAID A WHOLE SENTENCE! *internally cheers*
"Got a bad grade on my Math test. It's so bad I didn't wanna tell anyone but the teacher wanted it signed because she wants my mom to contact her or something. But I'm so ashamed I don't want to show her," He explains. I see what he is doing: opening up to me so I will to him. Well, won't happen that easily, amigos!
"Oh, gosh, that is horrible. Good luck!" I say. *internally cheers louder*
"Yeah..." He looks down and...blushes? Wow. "Thanks," he quickly adds.
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To Where Destiny Leads Us//SM
Fanfiction[i have given up on fixing spelling and grammar mistakes so good luck] Emma Smith lives in New York City, but that doesn't make her "glamorous". Emma is really just your typical dork. She *loves* reading, does really well in her classes, and she's...
