The Accident

When Emily is told she is moving in with a brand new family- She panics. She never fit in anywhere, how is she supposed to fit in with a new family? But maybe, a Romeo and Juliet fanatic will help her on her way...


4. Chapter two

"So, Emily" sighed Ms. Brown. "Why did you decide to break Dean's nose?"

Great. Biased already.

Fair enough, after I punched his nose yesterday, he ended up going to hospital.

But still.

"I didn't mean to break his nose" I said softly, not looking at her.

"You obviously intended to viciously attack him."

I closed my eyes and inwardly groaned.


Mental and verbal attacks were never dealt with. They were blatantly ignored. But physical attacks were a different story, even if it was a result of my built up anger because of idiots like him, causing me to snap.

"Why?" she asked.

"He called me names and insulted my mother" I rattled off. I told teachers this all the time in primary school and first year. It was an old story that no-one believed.

"What did you say about Emily's mother, Dean?"

"Nothing! She's a filthy, dirty liar" came a nasally congested voice.

I sniggered.

"Not a laughing matter, Miss Ryan!" Ms. Brown barked. "You are suspended!"

"What?!" I gasped. "You haven't even taken account of my side of the story!"

"There's nothing to take into account, young lady! Now, stay here, both of you, while I get miss Ryans' suspension forms." She left the room.

I slumped in my seat and covered my face with my hands.


"Thanks, accident! You've gotten rid of yourself for a while!"

"Oh, shut up!" I snarled. "Aren't you happy enough already without rubbing it in?"

"Yeah, I am happy. But fancy giving me your mums' number?" he winked.

My anger bubbled.


I flopped on my bed and sighed.

Suspended, just in time for my summer exams. I hated them, but I didn't want to miss them. They'll make me do them... Sometime, but I don't know when.

The stress of the waiting will kill me.

"Emily!" I heard my mum call. "Emily, come down here!" I huffed and pulled myself up. I trudged to the sitting room of the miserable little apartment.

We never did have the money to paint the walls. They were left a cold white.

I tiredly looked up at my mum. She seemed more radiant than usual.

"Oh, Emily, I have amazing news!" she gushed. A small smile appeared on my face.

Granted, she was more like a child than a parent, and as a result, I never was extremely close to her, but I loved her to bits, and I loved to see her happy.

I can ruin her day with my suspension tomorrow.

"Oh. My. Goooooddd" she grinned.

"What?" I laughed.

"You know the way I've been dating James, for, like, ages?!"

Ah, James. My mums boyfriend. He was ok, I guess, but something about him made me uneasy. It's probably just because I barely know him.


"He's invited us to live with him!"

My eyes widened.

"Oh...uh... What did you say?"

"Yes, silly! Oh, I finally get to stop being a waitress! So much to do, so little time."

Oh no.

"You've stopped being a waitress..? What are we going to do in the meantime?"

"We're leaving next week, we're grand."

"What?!" I spluttered.

"What?" she asked, a dopey smile on her face.

"No point in waiting, is there?"

"No, I guess not" I muttered.

"You'll love it there! James is lovely, and so are Lacey, Hugo and Clodagh!"

"Lacey, Hugo and Clodagh..?" I confusedly asked.

"His children!"

My stomach dropped with dread.

"He... He has children?"

"Yup.. I'm sure I told you" she frowned. "Well, anyway, you know now. Go pack, sweetie."

"Oh.. Packing.. Sure.."


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