"Um I'm here" I said sitting down on the couch
"Thanks for agreeing, I know Emmet is probably mad"
"He is" I sighed "So what did you wanna talk about?"
"Grace" Emmet's dad breathed.
"Grace?"
"Yes the lady that was here when you came in"
"Oh, what about her?"
"I am thinking of pursuing a relationship with her but I wanted to talk to Emmet first but you know him, he won't listen"
"Um okay" I was feeling really uncomfortable.
"I need you to try and talk to him, he listens to you"
"Emmet doesn't listen to anybody" I chuckled humorlessly "Maybe you should be speaking to Dylan about this"
"No if there is anyone he won't try to punch in the face for this it's you"
"I don't know" I shook my head.
"That's alright, I was wrong to ask you of such a thing, I am very sorry"
"No, no, I mean I can talk to him for you but I don't know if he'll understand"
After the "Talk" I went home to worry, my parents weren't home yet and Kevin was probably out with Dylan so I had the house to myself, to think myself to insanity.
My bum vibrated suddenly.
"Hello?"
"Twinkle toes"
"Emmet I thought we agreed you wouldn't call me that anymore"
"We did? When? I don't remember"
"Of course not but I'm reminding you now"
"Perhaps I'll stop for a while"
"A while?" I laughed.
"I like your laugh" he said suddenly
"Of course you do otherwise I'd have to punch you" it was his turn to laugh and I shivered ever so slightly. The door opened then Dylan and Kevin poured in. "Um look Kevin is here we'll talk later yeah?"
"Sure, I love you"
"I love you too" I giggled then hung up.
"Isn't the honeymoon phase supposed to be over now?" Dylan asked.
"Shut up Dylan"
"Hey Kev" I smiled.
"How are ya?" he asked lending a kiss on my forehead.
"Good I guess, look guys I'd like to stay and chat" I yawned "But I really need some sleep" I escaped to my room and to my utter surprise I fell asleep and morning came all too soon.
"Skylar?"
"Mom?" I groaned and turned over.
"Hey wake up"
"I'm up" I opened my eyes.
"Look I just got a call I have somewhere to be, tell your father I'll be back in a couple of days"
"Why can't you tell him?"
"His phone is off"
"Oh, why are you leaving?"
"Surgery, they need me at another hospital"
"Let me guess" I rubbed my eyes "It's in another town"
YOU ARE READING
Voyage
Teen FictionI've been in the same class with him since kinder-garden, yet we've never spoken.There's a perfectly logical reason for that:He was the bad boy and i was the ordinary sort of girl-Its an unwritten rule that our kinds just don't mix, he probably didn...
