Hey, I'm Emmi. I haven't been on this site for almost a full year! Sorry! :] But I'm back!
Anyways, I wrote this story a loooong time ago, but I'm revamping it!
Enjoy "It All Started with a Nickname"!
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"IT'S ALRIGHT, WITHOUT YOOOOU! I'M GONNA STAY OUT AND HANG OUT WITHOUT YOUUU! YOU BETTER HOLD TIGHT, 'CUZ GIRLS' NIGHT'S WITHOUT YOUUU! LET'S GO, G-N-O! LET'S GO, G-N-O! LET'S GO, G-N-O, LET'S GOOO! IT'S A GIRLS' NIGHT!"
My best friend, Joe, and I sang.
"Guys, seriously! You'd think 4 months wth Miley singing that song was enough! I have a headache!" Joe's brother, Kevin, shouted, focusing on his driving.
We were on our way to the Jonas clan's household; Kevin driving.
"Awh, come on, Kevin. You're such a party pooper!" Joe cried, peeking his face out from behind the passenger and driver's seat.
"Joe, please, you're 19. Emily, you're 18. If at least one of you would act mature, then the other would." Nick said, rolling his eyes (he's in the passenger seat.).
"Nick, you're only 16 and you're SO mature! What's your problem? Joey and I are perfectly happy being less mature." I said, grinning and peeking my head next to Joe's behind the driver's seat.
"Ugh, that nickname is what got us here..." Kevin moaned.
"Hey! I happen to like that nickname!" Joe exclaimed, leaning back in his seat. I nodded, doing the same.
"We don't." Nick and Kevin said in unision.
"Too bad. Emmi gave me this nickname and I'm sticking with it." Joe said, folding his arms like a child.
"Fine, Jooooey." Nick joked, smiling.
"Nick!" I cried, trying to resist from laughing.
My name is Emily, as if you couldn't tell. I am best friends with the band, Jonas Brothers. I have known all three of these boys for a very long time; Joe's the one I am closest with, we even gave each other nicknames. I was "Emmi" and he was "Joey". We actually met that way, giving each other dorky nicknames in kindergarten...
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I was sitting alone, practicing my handwriting and learning how to write my name. A boy about 4 feet tall walked up to me, a smile appearing on his face.
"Hi!" He cried, smiling wider.
"Hi!" I cried, smiling back.
"Can I please use one of your c....c.... crayo-colors?" He asked, afraid of the big word. I laughed a little and nodded, patting the seat next to me. His big, brown eyes squinted at me; he was really happy.
"Joe..y?" I asked, trying to pronounce his name. I didn't learn that much about the letter "e" yet, so I said it as a "y".
"No, my name's Joe!" He said, proudly. "But, you can call me 'Joey'! I like it!" He cried. I grinned.
"Emmy...?" He asked, trying to pronounce my name this time. I looked down at my paper, confused. I noticed that I put my "i" and "y" so close together in my name, that it looked like a "m" and "y".
"No, silly! I'm Emily! But, Emmi sounds really cool!" I beamed.
"Cool! Want to be friends?" Joe asked me. I nodded, rather quickly.
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"Emmmmmm....?" You okay...?" I heard a voice ask. I zoomed back to the present and saw a hand waving in my face.
"Emmi?!" I blicked for a moment, then noticed Joe's face inches apart from mine.
"WHOAH, JEEZ!" I yelled, jumping back into my car seat. I noticed that it was just Joe and I in the car.
"We're home. We've been home for the past 5 minutes. What happened, Emmi?"
"I have no clue. I totally spaced out." I said, chuckling at myself.
"I can see that." Joe joked, his face serious. "Just, come inside. I'll ask mom if you can sleep over."
I nodded, taking Joe's hand and walking inside the Jonas house.
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Hope you want more!
Peace! <3
-Emmi
