// story of a girl

[emma carolynn garrison]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://i773.photobucket.com/albums/yy16/twentybeauties/Collection%20Index/SarahHyland.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] soul meets body emma brushed the tangles out of her hair, not stopping until she was satisfied with her look. she placed a headband on her head and took out her make-up bag. she emptied out the contents and grabbed her mascara. it took her a good twenty minutes to finally finish but it was all worth it. she smiled before going to her bed where her clothes were laid out for her. seeing as she took forever in the morning, she always picked her outfit the day before. if not, then she would have to wake up earlier which was not acceptable. emma needed her beauty rest, bags were hard to cover. anyways, emma changed in a matter of five minutes and then slipped om her strappy high heels. one look in the mirror was enough to tell her that this was worth it. she grabbed her bag and cell phone and made her way outside where her driver was waiting in the lexus. emma sounded like she lived a privileged life, and she did but it wasn't always this overboard. she was only being driven because her own car was in the shop. she got dropped off right in front of the school, which meant more attention for the young girl. she walked out the car and into the front steps with her head held high, enjoying all the attention. she finally made her way inside and straight to her locker. she looked around before opening it up and grabbing her calculus book. she slipped it into her backpack quickly, hoping that no one saw it. THIS IS OPEN there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[alfredo gabriel johnson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #9ea5afsolid; border-bottom: 10px #9ea5af solid;] * too busy waiting for nothing , t a g g e d : welp, guess it's alfredo and emma now. hitting the snooze button the alarm clock, alfredo moaned in his sleep before rolling around beneath the covers. he dozed off once more, snores escaping his mouth as he drooled on the cover of his pillow. he ignored the sounds of his mother trying to get his attention, pulling the pillow over his head and slipping into a dream. it didn't take long for him to suddenly wake up, realizing that he had school. not that he ever cared about school, but alfredo still tried to attend just to keep on the baseball team. looking at the alarm clock, alfredo let out "fuck!" before rushing out of bed. he hurried to put on some pants that he thought could be clean; the only way he could tell was by sniffing it. picking a shirt out from his dresser, he pulled it over his head and slipped his feet into some vans. alfredo didn't bother to touch his hair. running down the stairs, he ignored the complaint from his mom about how he sounded like an elephant. grabbing a bagel and apple from the kitchen, he put them in his drawstring sack before setting it on his back. alfredo looked over to where his skateboard happened to be and took it on his way to school. feeling the wheels hit the pavement as he skated his way over to the high school, alfredo didn't even bother to put on a jacket. it happened to be nice weather for once in the middle of november; quite the shock since buffalo was notorious for their lake effect snow. eventually coming to a stop at the school, he picked up his board and headed over to his locker and placed it inside. ruffling his fingers through his tidy hair, alfredo stepped over to emma's locker and smiled. "what's up, buttercup?" he spoke. this post was brought to you by kailyn (administrator)

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by he is we

[emma carolynn garrison]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://i773.photobucket.com/albums/yy16/twentybeauties/Collection%20Index/SarahHyland.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] soul meets body emma finished putting her books in backpack then put it on the floor. she opened up her purses and pulled out her cherry lip gloss. she never wore lipsticks, it made her feel like an old lady. even though her lips were already coated with the stuff, emma continued applying the lip gloss. she smacked her lips afterwards and smiled, before putting it back in her bag. too much make-up was non-existent in emma's world. it was funny, before she hated the thought of even coating her face with the stuff and now she couldn't even live without it. emma giggled at the thought before looking around. em noticed that more people had begun to fill the hallways, many of who were looking at her. she shot them her infamous smile before picking up her backpack. she was used to the looks, it came with the territory of being popular and well-liked. yes, the young girl was a tiny bit conceited but she thought of it as just being confident. anyways, emma was just about to close her backpack when a voice spooked her. she dropped her backpack, thus dropping all the contents including her calculus book and spanish four book. she scrambled to get them before the person, and anyone else could get a good look at them. the sight was quite funny, considering that emma was trying to be as fast but as graceful as possible. emma looked up to see who it was, a frown gracing her usually happy face, ready to complain at whoever it was that had scared her when she realized who it was. "you scared me, you jerk!" emma exclaimed, though the smile on her face make it known that she was joking with the boy. and what boy was she talking about? who else but alfredo, her best friend since forever. there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[alfredo gabriel johnson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #9ea5afsolid; border-bottom: 10px #9ea5af solid;] * too busy waiting for nothing , t a g g e d : welp, guess it's alfredo and emma now. watching the scene before him triggered the amount of laughter that escaped his lips, glimpsing down at emma as she picked up her belongings. who knew that he could make her jump so much? it was amusing to alfredo, now letting his hand slip through the strands of his curly hair once more. he licked his lips, waiting until she managed to get back on her feet after picking up her books, and smirked. "i asked you what was up, not what's down. though, that was quite the show you just gave our entire school," alfredo made note of how embarrassing it must have been for a lot of eyes gazing down at her direction while she gracefully got her stuff. then again, he's had his fair share of embarrassments; mostly either with trying to make himself look cool around emma or when it comes to playing baseball. "hey, now. don't call me a jerk, missy. i didn't intentionally try to make you jump. you're just easily scared. that's not my problem," he smiled, keeping his eyes on hers. "so, when did you ever become so smart?" he joked about how he caught a brief glimpse of the calculus book, but didn't make a mention of it. he had hoped that maybe she would pick up on the hint, but sometimes girls don't understand what boys mean. licking his lips once more, wishing that they hadn't felt so dry, alfredo made it quite the habit. he wondered when the day would come that he could kiss emma, but he didn't want to ruin the great friendship that they had. she was very popular and he was a jock.. who also happened to party, play video games, and skateboard during his free time. sometimes he wondered why she even bothered talking to him as he noticed the transformation she went through. this post was brought to you by kailyn (administrator)

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by he is we

[emma carolynn garrison]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://i773.photobucket.com/albums/yy16/twentybeauties/Collection%20Index/SarahHyland.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] soul meets body emma was embarrassed by the whole fiasco though she was glad that no one really took notice of it. strange considering their eyes were all on her a moment ago, till she realized that mostly everyone had left to their own classes. could that much time really have passed by? emma didn't know and she didn't care, as long as she didn't have to do damage control, she was good. emma usually minded being laughed at too but it was alfredo after all, he was, well, different. "haha very funny, you do know that you're supposed to help a lady, right? not make fun of her" emma said. she really needed to help the boy with his manners. then again, she was used to it by now. hell, if it had been alfredo she would have probably laughed too. that was the way their friendship worked. anyways, she finally finished picking up her stuff and she picked herself up. "now can you please hold this so i can fix my stuff" emma asked, as she held the backpack out to him. she had just thrown everything in there, and the thought of having a mess in there made her shake in her designer boots. "well i won't call you a jerk, if you don't call me missy, deal" emma said. her eyes widened when she heard his next comment. did he see her book? if he did then she would die. wait, it was alfredo, right? that made emma feel a little better. she could just make him swear never to tell, if not he would get it. emma knew that wouldn't sound too threatening considering she was a tiny little thing and there was nothing she could do, but it was worth a try. "i've always been smart, just don't tell anyone or i'll be forced to kill you" emma joked. it seemed rather idiotic that she didn't want people to know about her intelligence, but she feared that if they did she would be classified as a grade-A nerd. emma couldn't go back to being considered a zero. she had grown accustomed to be popular, and that would never change. there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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