Emma

Chapter 1

SEVEN YEARS LATER.......

She scurried round her room, hurriedly checking each drawer and cupboard for her missing item, her head racing with thoughts of where she last kept it. She checked her watch and realized that they were running late, as though reading her thoughts a voice boomed in her room 

"EMMA, ANDREW! YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO BE LATE GET DOWN HERE!!!" 

Emma flinched and checked the time again.

"I'LL BE DOWN IN A SECOND! I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND MY SCRUNCHIE!!" She replied.

As though 'Scrunchie' was the magic word, as soon as she said it, it clicked to her and her light hazel eyes lit up as she jogged towards the drawer she had left it. She quickly opened it and was met with a piece of paper that had writings on it. Her eyes furrowed in confusion as she tried to pick it up but it seemed to have been stuck to the drawer. She added a little force and it finally came of.

A look of annoyance engulfed her features as the sticky substance attached itself to the tip of her finger. She carefully examined it before sniffing it and then sticking out her tongue to taste it a bit. 

Bubble Gum. 

She rolled her eyes and was about to throw the paper away then she spotted the writings:

Dear M&M's I borrowed that band stuff you put on your hair for private reasons. I'll give you back like next year. Oh and your room is in a mess. And don't eat the bubble gum. LOVE ANDREW

Anger flooded her face as she read the letter over and over making sure her eyes were not deceiving her. She crumpled the letter in her hand causing the bubble gum to spread all over the paper and her palm as she began to storm out of her room.

  I'm going to cut his head off.

"ANDREW!!!" Emma yelled, reaching the door opposite her and using her fist to bang on it. 

She heard his footsteps and stepped back as the door slowly opened letting out a confused looking Andrew.

His dark, blonde hair scattered all over his face as though he had just woke up, his deep blue eyes held a mixture of tiredness and annoyance. Only his bottom half was clothed with blue jeans causing a plan to form in Emma's still angry head. He was about 6 feet and towered over most people, including her.

He racked his hair with his hand and looked down at Emma and her 5,4 self. 

"What?" He said his voice painted with confusion and annoyance.

"Don't what me! What yourself! Where's my scrunchie? We're almost late and I need it before we leave." Emma said, executing her plan and slamming the gum-soaked paper against his bare chest. She quickly pulled out a napkin from her jean short's pocket and wiped her hands before folding them and tapping her right foot.

Andrew's Face twisted in confusion before turning into a smug grin as realization hit him. His grin was quickly washed of as he felt a sticky substance sluggishly glide down his chest. He slowly looked down and saw the letter with pink, melted bubble gum all over it stuck to his chest.

"What's wrong with you?" He said shooting daggers at Emma who now was the one holding the satisfied grin. 

"You did say I shouldn't eat the bubble gum so I'm giving it back to you. Now where's my scrunchie?" She said again, her mode way more cheery than how she was initially. 

"What is this scrunchie thing you're talking about? I know no such thing" He said as he swiftly snatched the napkin from her grip and wiped his chest and hand.