EMMA! hi! lol I like this FF! post more girly (and PS, we haven't talked in a while! random note, my email is mrs.laurenjonas@yahoo.com if any1 wants 2 email me!)

Ahhh here's the new chapter ! 
Sorry for the delay "/ 

002 
I woke up in a doctors office. 
It was like one of those places that you got shots, and I sat on one of those awkward things with the paper on it that crinkled when you moved. 
I realized I was alone. 
I put my right arm down to push myself off, but once I put pressure on it, I screamed out in pain. 
Two people ran in: the boy with straight brown (almost black) hair and amazing brown eyes, and a nurse. 
"Are you ok?!" The boy asked. I clutched my arm and glowered at him. 
"Do I really sound like I am ok?" I growled. 
"Honey, we'll have a cast on that arm in about 5 minutes, when your Mom and Dad get here," the nurse said. I got an empty feeling in my stomach and tear started racing to my eyes; I pushed them back. 
"I don't have a dad," I mumbled, without looking at the boy and curling into a ball against the wall. 
The boys arm snaked around my shoulders. 
"Don't cry," he whispered in my ear. 
"I wasn't going to," I whispered as my mom came in. 
"Well, it's alright to cry sometime," he said, as if dismissing the subject. 
"I know."

awah! joe is so cute! lol pms miss emma!

WOAHHH ! 
I forgot abou this fic ! 
Ok, so I found the old thread, which sucks. Idk which to go with. 
I'll do this one, but now I have to post extra chappies !
:D

This was the.. second chapter on the other thread ! :p 

004 (part one)
Age 14
"So if E=MC2, then--" I mumbled, then looked over at Mandy. 
She had her chin on her palm and was looking sadly out the window. 
We were sitting at my kitchen table doing our homework, but you could tell that her mind was elsewhere. 
"Mandy?" I questioned, poking her arm. 
"Huh?" She asked, snapping her head towards me, a surprised expression on her face. "Oh, right. Um..." 
"Is there something wrong?" I asked, pressing the matter. I was curious to see what was bothering her. It was worrying me. 
Her face softened into a smile. "No, silly," and with that, she turned back to her homework. I shrugged and went on with mine. 
But only minutes later, Nick rushed through my front door and grabbed my arm. 
"You too?" I asked, worriedly brushing his curls out of his eyes. 
"What?" He asked, co.cking his head to the side. "Nevermind. I need you to get dressed in a nice outfit and meet me outside at 8. Ok?" I raised my eyebrows. 
"How nice?" I didn't think I owned a dress. 
"A dress," he said, reaching behind the counter and pulling out a bag. The name "Betsey Johnson" stood out on the side. 
"Oh sh.it, Nick. You didn't. You're 13!" I exclaimed. 
"Well, Joe and Kevin... And our parents... Helped a little," he said, grinning coyly. "Plus, I just turned 13."
"What will I do with you guys?" I said, smiling. 
"Go put this on and do all your... Girl stuff, you know. Have Mandy help you," he hugged me. "See you soon!"
He handed me the bag then ran back out the door. 
When I walked back into the dining room, Mandy had the same sad expression on her face. 
"He gave you the dress?" She asked. 
I nodded. "So?"
"Oh, nothing. I brought over some stuff when you weren't looking, so let's go get you ready." 
"Ready for what?" I asked, watching her get up from the table. She shook her head and smiled. 
"You'll see," she said as we made our way up the stairs and into my room. 
The next hour she did my makeup (black eyeliner, pink eyeshadow, a bit of blush, and lip gloss) and curled my long brown hair. It was hell. But it was like she'd done this before. 
Finally she helped me put on the pretty black and pink sequined mini-dress over my long tanned legs. 
"You have to wear these," Mandy said, holding out the killer heels to me. 
"No way!" I screamed, backing away. They were black, and tall, and.... Ew. 
"C'mon, sissy," she teased. I rolled my eyes and made my way to the closet, pulling out my black Converse boots with the whiteout flower on the toe. 
"Not those!" Mandy sighed. "Those arn't dressy." 
"At least I won't have 'death-by-heels' in my obitc.huary!" I giggled, sliding my feet into them and zipping them up. 
"Fine," she laughed. "You're so weird." 
"Thanks," I said, but then noticed my nails. Being such a tomboy, they looked like crap. 
The black polish was chipped and the nails were chewed. 
"Um," I mumbled thowing my hands at her. 
"Ew," she said, grabbing nail clippers and polish remover. After 10 minutes, everything was ready. 
But, it was 8:20. 
I sprinted down the wood stairs and out the front door to see Nick waiting in a cute little dress suit thing. 
"Hey," he said, his voice lower than usual. His scanned over me and his eyebrows raised. 
"Hey!" I said, running forward and tackling him into the grass. 
"Are you wearing shorts?" Nick asked hesitantly and he lay under me. 
"Yes, don't worry," I laughed, getting up. "Anyway, this better be pretty important if yo had to get me all screwed up." 
"I think you look beautiful," said a voice from behind me. I whipped around to see Joe stepping fro the shadows, holding a white rose. 
"Hey Weatherly," he said smoothly, grinning ear to ear. 
"Thanks," I said, blushing. Recently, every time I saw Joe, I felt all tingly. But I couldn't say anything, because I knew Mandy really liked him. I ran a hand through my hair. 
This 16 year old looked really hot in a white dress shirt and black dress pants. 
He walked towards me and handed me the flower. 
"Where's Kevin?" I said jokingly. 
"He's there already," Joe said, laughing. 
I nodded and blushed again as we walked down the street towards the lake. 
Our lake.