Emma Lubino arrives at a new school. On her first day she's tagged as an emo freak. If only everyone knew what she had gone through. But she's sworn to herself never to tell anyone, but could a boy named Corey change her self-promise?


2. New Everything

Emma's P.O.V.

I had a new family...again. This one was slightly better than all the others. They were nice, and had 1 son and daughter who were both younger than me. They also had a dog named Sam. They let me buy whatever clothes that I wanted, they let me dye my hair whatever color, and they let me have a phone. No one's let me have a phone before. Too bad I had no one to talk to or text.

"Emma, honey, wake up please. It's time for your first day of school," my adoptive mother said.

I liked how she said please and called me honey. I got up letting my hair fall into my face covering up my hidious scar.

"Yes ma'am." I groaned.

She walked out of the room while I got up and went to my closet. I had to make a okay empression for my first day of school. Although is was the middle of the 1st semester for the rest of the kids.

I decided on my favorite black shirt that had a white skull in the middle with a bunch of white flowers and vines going through its mouth and coming out of it eye. I then went over to my dresser and choose a pair of black jeans with ripps all the way up to my mid-thigh. I grabbed a black bra and some underwear and went into the bathrom. I took a quick shower, changed, and brushed my hair and my teeth. I parted my hair on the right side and put it so that it covered the entire left side of my face; the side with the biggest scar. I used some conceler to cover up the rest of the smaller scars and put on some heavy black eyeliner, some black eyeshadow, and some dark red lipstick. I walked out of the bathroom and looked in the floor length mirror.

Man I look like a bad-ass! I thought. I just need some jewelry.....

I walked over to my jewelry and pulled out my mother's necklace. My original mom, that is. It was a silver-chained necklace with a single black metal heart in the middle with gears on it. The heart was special because is you turned it toward the light, the gears moved. But away from the light; the gears stopped.

 This was the only thing I had left of the woman who had given borth to me. Of the woman who was murdered.

"EMMA!" Juliet, my 'mother' yelled, shaking me out of my stupor.

"COMING!!" I yelled back, clipping the necklace around my skinny neck.

I closed and put away my jewelry box, then opened the attic door and ran downstairs. I had to sleep in the attic cause all the other rooms were filled by other family members. I arrived in the kitchen as Juliet was putting a plate in front of J.J. (John Jr.), the youngest.

"Hi honey. You want some breakfast?" Juliet asked sweetly. When she noticed my necklace, her face dipped into sadness a little, but just as quickly popped back into her usual smile. I shook my head and grabbed an apple, waiting for John, the father, to come out of the bathroom. When he did i threw my apple core away and grabbed some bacon from J.J.'s plate. I looked at John and saw that he was holding the front door open for me. I walked out to his car and got in the passenger's seat. John came in and started the car. Next stop: School


 When I got to school and walked in the front door alot of kids stared at me. I felt really awkward and just kept walking. I was in the middle of the hall so everyone could see me. I followed the school map I had been givin earlier to the office. I walked in, finally glad to get out of the way of all the stares.

I talked to the front office lady and she told me to go ahead into Mr. Henry, the principal's, office. I walked in and saw a nice looking bald, middle-aged man.

"Mr. Henry?" I asked.

"That's me," he replied with cheer.

"I'm Emma. The new student."

"Ah, yes. Miss Lubino. Please sit." He pointed at one of the two chairs that were across from his desk. I sat perched on the edge, ready to bolt if nessessary. It wasn't that I was afraid of Mr. Hery, it's just after the....incident, I just didn't trust anyone.

"So Miss Lubino-"

"Emma," I interrupted. I hated useing my adoptive family's name.

"Sorry, Emma. I read your record and I must say, you've had quite a ride in the past 4 years, haven't you?" he said, looking at where my hair covered the side of my face.

I just nodded my head, not wanting to think about that night when I lost my family.

"Your record also says that you have had quite an education in the past, is that correct?" he asked.

I just nodded my head again.

"Not very talkative, now are you?"

When I didn't reply, he sighed, "You're going to have to say something at one point or another.'

I just started at him.

"Alright fine then. Here's your schedule." he said, handing me a slim sheet of paper.

When I took it he said, "Alright, go along then."

I got up from the chair and walked towards the door. When I put my hand on the handle, Mr. Henry said, "Oh, and Emma?"

\When I looked back he continued, "Do try to make some friends please. 11th grade is terrible with no one to share it with."

"I have someone to share it with. Me, myself, and I," and with that I walked out of his office, feeling his gaze follow me.


I found my first class and knocked on the door. A mean-looking teacher answered the door. I told her who I was and she ushered me into the classroom. When we walked in, I kept my head down, but it didn't matter since moster kids weren't paying attention. That is exept for one kid. He had reddish-brownish hair and these peircing eyes. I couldn't tell what color they were, but they looked like they had more than 5 colors in them. The teacher was talking to the class. Something about 'Treating me like one of the fellow-classmates' or something. I realiezed that she was done talking and looked around for a seat. The only seat was by that 5-eye-colored kid. I started walking towards him and was half way there where some girl tripped me. I could tell that she was one of the populars.

"Opps.Sorry, I didn't see you there," she sneered. I just kept walking, with my head hight but my eyes low. I didn't want to be tripped again.

 I plopped down next to the guy and pulled out my History book and a pencil from my black shoulder bag. I felt him looking at me but I didn't turn and look back.


And there's the bell. Everyone jumped up and practically ran towards the door.

Everyone except me.

I stayed slumped in my chair, tapping the pencil against the closed book. I saw Ms. Burden look confusingly over at me. I stayed where I was until she came over.

"Emma, I know you've had a tough past, and if you need anything, don't be afraid to ask. Okay?" 

I paused for a moment and then glared up at Mrs. Burden.

""I don't need anything from anyone, alright?" I got up and stormed towards the door, only to see that that guy was still there, blocking up the whole door frame. I stood near the door, thinking he would get the idea.

He didn't for a couple minutes, but when he did he said, "Opps, sorry." and slid to the side.

I stormed past him, accidentally hitting him with my bag, I was going to apologize but then thought better of it and kept walking.


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