EMILY POV:
"Emily! Get up! You'll be late!" I hear my mom yell from downstairs.I groan and cover my face with a pillow, and pull the blanket over me.
"Emily! School is almost over. Just a few more months! Then you graduate! Make it count!" She yells, now sounding irritated.
I get out of bed, and pull on black skinny jeans with rips in them, a white cotton v-neck, a black leather jacket, and black combat boots.
I brush my teeth before doing my hair. I put it in its usual light curls, and I put on light make up.
I grab my black jansport backpack, and head downstairs and out the door.
I get to school, and the bell has already rung.
"Crap." I mutter, and begin running down the halls.
As I'm running, I turn the corner and I run into someone, causing all of their books to fall to the floor.
"Oh, my god! I'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz! I really need to pay more attention to my surroundings." I ramble on as I bend Dow. To pick up the fallen objects.
"It's fine." I hear the person whisper.
I look up and I'm met by pure beauty. It's a girl. Long, golden blonde hair, bright blue eyes, naturally glossy pink lips.
I pick up her books and hand them to her.
"Again, I'm sorry!" I say, before rushing to class.
I look behind me, and I see her walking to the office.
She must be new.
How lucky am I?
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Hello!
This may seem familiar if you read Jason's books.
JasonSchz96
This is my third Fanfiction.
All Emison. One with Sparia.
I'll try to update soon!
Sorry it's so short!
I need to go to bed.
I was in the car, and I had an "Aha!" moment from reading Jason's books, and others.
I wanted Ali to be a new student...Blah blah blah.
You get it.
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