3. My story
Emma was the sweetest but sometimes she could be spicy. She was a darling to the adults, was hot to the guys and was competition to the girls. But she always sees herself normal. She was never good at school but sometimes she’d dare to read through her books, sometimes even benefit from them. She’d wear her big glasses and her in a messy bun but always she looks perfect, some do say.
Tuesday, evening, her flawless presences stood in the doorway. Her white blonde hair was neatly in a tight bun. She stared at the young boy in after of her as she’s looking into his soul. Her dark blue eyes flicker from being exposed to sunlight. She leaned on the door frame as she crosses her hand inpatient. Her big bright smile fades with a short frown which doesn’t last long.
“Tommy, what is it this time?” She asks as she flatters her eyelashes close and instantly opens. Her pale lips patter but no other words form. She wears a ripped white jeans and a pink sport bra.
“Tommy either says something or I’ll slam the door close.” Emma says as she holds the door handle.
“Sorry, bye.” The young boy supposedly being Tommy runs off.
Emma shrugs it off as she closes her door; she continues working out in her mini Gym.
You see Emma was one of those fortunate people; she was spoiled with love and also money. She never meets her father, but as always kept an image in her mind. Her mother is rarely around but when she is, she’s busy doing work. Emma is the only child living her all alone at some days. She’s the popular the girl, the girl whose prom queen every year. She doesn’t care about the social network, the crown none of those. She actually wants to get out of the town and just never come back.
“Emma!” Her mother shouts as she closes the door behind herself.
“Yes mother?” Emma comes in with a towel around her shoulder and a bottle in her hand.
“You know how you graduated yesterday and you didn’t get a present?” Her mother asks with excitement in her voice.
“Yeah” Emma says.
“Well think again baby; I got you an apartment in the city.” Her mother says.