Only Emma

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
"'Ever sense I've known you, you have almost always had your ipod in and your music on, why is that?' She sighed looking to the gound with this sad look on her face.
'Because I can't seem to trust or rely on anything else but words. They can be used as lies or the truth. It's to hard to tell but music is different. Songs have words but the music gives thoughs words meaning. Songs can't lie'"

Logan thought he had it all. In school, sports and looks he excels and the most popular girl in school is his date for homecoming but when he meets the mysteries loner and music lover named Emma, he learns there is more than just being one of the popular kids.

Submitted: August 10, 2010

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I had it all. Good looks, good grades, a spot on the varsity soccer team and now the most popular girl in school, Katie Hyland asked me to take her to the homecoming dance. The dance was still many weeks away she made a point of asking me now. I was popular and that's how I wanted to stay. The guys congratulated me with slight envy and said stuff like "You caught a good one Logan". To be honest, this was just a big act. I really didn't like girls like Katie to much. Girls like her can get pretty nasty at times but I just went with the flow of it. She was the most popular girl in school and having her as my date wound make me that much more popular. I just don't like the idea of being alone. I had no idea how the unpopular and the loners made it though life.

After soccer practice in the evening I thought about how I would talk to Katie and how I would keep her at my side as I walked home alone. I usually walk with my team mates but today I really just needed to think. I take the route that leads through the park near my house. The road is lined with benches every 20 feet. As I walked I noticed for the first time a girl sitting on one of the benches. It was one of the girls from my class named Emma Johnson. She was one of the loners that I had no idea how she lived. Her hood of her zip up sweatshirt covered up her dark brown black highlighted hair that rested just above her shoulders. I saw to white cords coming out of the hood from each side of her head and become one as they went into the pocket of her flare jeans. She was always plugged in to her ipod when ever she had the chance. I had never seen her talk to anyone in the hall way or in the self study class we shared. 

"Hey Emma" I said pretty loudly just to make sure that she heard me through her music. I thought I would be nice to her you know, leave a good impression on her. She pulled out one of her earbuds. 

"Well this is a first. I never expected to ever talk to the popular blond hair blue eyed soccer star Logan Curtis. You never seem to talk to anyone but your little group of popular friends" She said with a heavy dose of sarcasm.

"I guess" That comment hurt my ego just a little. She just sighed and put the pulled out earbud back into her ear and looked to the sky. I sat down next to her. I had nothing else better to do. No words were spoken for many minutes. "So what are you listening to?" I managed to ask in order to break the awkward silence.

"Three Days Grace" She mumbled.

"Never heard of them"

"I'm not surprised. I'm guessing all you listen to is rap that sounds like crap" Another stab to the ego.

"It's not like that's all I listen to... I don't really like it all that much" I muttered in defence.

"If you don't like it than why do you listen to it?" She asked sincerely.

"It's..." I started to say because it was whats popular but I couldn't bring myself to say it. "I don't know" She paused her music and rummaged through her bag. She pulled out a set of headphones and a headphone splitter.

"Want to listen?" She asked. I nodded as she set up the splitter and plugged both sets of headphones into it and played Never Too Late by Three Days Grace. I loved it. She just nodded with a tiny plastered grin across her face.

So for the next couple of weeks after that I would meet her in the same spot after I got out of soccer practice or a game. We talked about different kinds of music and stuff at school that I felt like I couldn't tell any of my other friends. She introduced me to different hard rock bands like Skillet and Thousand Foot Krutch and a couple of bands that I was surprised that she liked. It was OwlCity nd FM Static. When I asked about it she said:

"I just love the lyrics. Enough said"

 We still didn't talk during school but as I started to talk to her more and more thoughts evenings she didn't seem as cold as she was before andI even got her to smile for me. She didn't smile much at school so I never realized how cute of a smile she had. I never realized at school but she was really cute ans she had really pretty green eyes. I wondered if this could become something more than friends. I decided to ask her something one of those evenings that was nagging me ever sense the first time we talked. 

 "Ever sense I've known you, you have almost always had your ipod in and your music on, why is that?" She sighed looking to the ground with this sad look on her face.

"Because I can't seem to trust or rely on anything else, Words alone aren't anything but words. They can be used as lies or the truth. It's to hard to tell but music is different. Songs have words but the music gives thoughs words meaning. Songs can't lie" She looked so depressed. I wasn't sure what to say.

"I'm sorry" Was all that I managed to say.

"It's alright" She said as she brushed her hair out of her face and behind her ear. Her sleeve shifted and for a moment I thought I saw a bruise on her arm. "I better get going. See ya" As she was walking away I found myself reaching out and grabbing her for arm. She winced a bit as if in pain. I let her go and she continued on her way.

We continued to met like none of that had happened as the night of homecoming was approaching. Every time I met up with her she seemed to come out of her own little world a little bit more and she seemed to grow prettier in my eyes each time as well. I was still botherd by what happend the other day so I asked one of my friends girlfriends if she knew anything about Emmas life outside of school.

"I'm not a hundered percent sure on any of this but her mom died in an acadent a couple years ago and she lives with her father. They don't get along though at all and he is heard blaming her for her moms death" She told me. Who knew that her life was so hard as it was and I was worried about being popular. I felt patheic. Really pathic 

That bruise though was still in the back of my mind though and even Katie began to pick up on my 'strange behavior' as she called it. When she asked me about I lied saying it wasn't anything. She glopped me leting her long waist leight hair wrap itself around my arm. It was obvious that she was a slut try to get me to sleep with her for her own popularaty. I figured that out a long time ago but I ingored it for my own gain. It was pathetic of me. 

"It's about that Emma girl right? I know you have neem looking at her. I've seen you" Katie hissted. "You like her don't you?"

"Who knows" I joked pushing her off of me. Thoughs words rang through my head. I really did like Emma. No it was more than that. I loved her. Katie glared at me and stomped away. 

I met up with Emma right after school because there was no practice. She seemed ok but this time I knew something was up. There were strangle marks around her neck. 

"Emma what's going on?" I asked with a harsh tone to my voice. 

"What are you talking about?" She asked confused. 

"What is that bruise on your neck from?" 

"It's nothing" She said but that was obviously a lie.

"Don't lie. Was it your dad?" She went wide eyed with shock. 

"Yes..." She mumbled. "But don't worry I'm going to live with my aunt and cousin now so its fine" But it really wasn't. As she was forcing a smile telling me it was alright small tears ran down her face. "Besides you don't have time to worry about me. Homecoming is tonight so I'll leave you to get ready. Everyone is waiting for you" She then turned and started running away. I didn't want to lose her now so I took off after her. I quickly cought up to her. "Let me go Logan. Don't you have somewhere to be?" She yelled. I pulled her in to me and hugged her close.

"I'm not going" I mumbled. 

"Why not? All your friends are expecting you there"

"Because... I want to hang with..." 

"Liar!" She cryed out pulling herself away from me. "Liar. You're just..." I put in her headphones in her ear and played the song Tonight by FM Static in her ears. This was the only way I could let her know that I loved her with all my heart. I hoped it's lyrics would reach her heart. I heard her sing along to the song. 

"I remember the times we spent together on those drives

We had a million questions all about our lives

And when we got to New York everything felt right

I wish you were here with me

 tonight

I remember the day we spent together were not enough

And it used to feel like a dreamin' except we always woke up

Never thought not having you here now would hurt so much

Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up

I need your loving hands to come and pick me up

And every night I miss you I can look up

And know that the stars are holdin' you hold'n you holdin' you tonight

I remember the time you told be about when you were eight

And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait

I remember the car you were last seen in and the games we would play

All the times we spilled our coffees and stayed out way to late

I remember when you said and told me about your Jesus

And how not to look back even if no one believes us

When it hurt so bad sometimes not having you here

I sing tonight I'm fallen and I can't get up

I need your loving arms to come and pick me up

And every night I miss you I can just look up

And know the stars are holdin' you holdin' you holdin' you tonight

I sing tonight I'm fallen and I can't get up

I need your loving arms to come and pick me up

And every night I miss you I can just look up

And know the stars are holdin' you holdin' you holdin' you tonight"

"What are you trying to say?" She asked. I grabbed her again and hugged her.

"That I love you" I whispered in her ear. I felt her body become tense and I reminded her of her own words. "Songs can't lie"

"Well..." She mumbled. "I...love you...too" She managed to get out as she hugged me back. "You got me" I let some space get between her and I leaned down and gentlily kissed her on her lips. They were soft, just as I hoped they would be.I knew I would get a lot of crap from my friends about my deaching of homecoming and Katie would have it coming for me but I didn't care. I was with the person who slowly changed me, the person I loved. Nothing mattered now but her. Only Emma.


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