And Her Name Is Emma (chp 8)
Like a moth to the flame Emma was drawn to Jason. Her eyes could not tear away from the deep blue pigments within his. As she was staring into the big blue she realised Jason’s lips were moving.
Crap! _ Emma thought to herself _Ok just chime in now he cant of said that much… right? Unfortunately for Emma she chimed in at the same time the bell did. The only words she heard Jason say were good and bye.
For most people the school bell brings relief, for Emma it brought sadness. The thought of going home to the unknown and the unsure. Not knowing if Mary would have miraculously re-appeared to ruin her life… Not knowing if she would find her photos. To truly not know a thing about what waits for you beyond your front door is feeling I hope you all never feel. A feeling that Emma felt too many times…..