Junior Year (Sequel to Start Off Fresh)

Chapter 11: I Never Liked Her Anyway

I arrive at school (by walking because I just hate my brothers at the moment) and I see some students smoking by the bushes.

Go over there and have a smoke. You need it.

No, I don't. I never want to smoke and I certainly didn't want to drink THAT much tequila. Please, leave me alone.

"Em, are you okay?" I stop looking at the smoking students and I turn around. I see Ryder. I nod.

"I'm fine," I said and I walk into the school. He follows me.

"Look, I'm sorry for what happened on Saturday night," he said.

"It's okay. It was just the alcohol. I know that you would never hurt me, and Lucas accidentally pushed you into me," I said and I open my locker door.

"Yeah, but I'm the reason why you drank that much tequila," he said and I slam my locker door.

"Who told you about that?" I whisper to him.

"Jake," he said. I lean against my locker.

"Just great. Who else has he told?" I ask.

"No one else. The only people who know is you, me, Jake, and Puck," he said with a smile.

"And Lucas and his dad," I add in.

"What? How did his dad know?" He asks.

"He is kinda my councillor," I said, not making eye contact with him.

"What? Why do you see a councillor?" He asks with worry.

"It's nothing important. Please don't tell anyone, especially my brothers. They'll start asking questions," I said. He sighs and he then nods. "Thank you Ryder." I smile at him.

"Hey Emily," Lucas said.

"Oh, hey Lucas," I said with a smile.

"Let's go to Glee Club," Ryder said and I groan. "What's wrong? You love Glee."

"I DID, but not anymore. Ever since Quinn came, it's been 'Miley this', 'Miley that', and I'm still pissed that she didn't like my song. She's nothing like Mr Shue," I said with a sigh.

"Well then, let's hope that he's back," Lucas said and I nod. Us three enter the choir room. I look around for Mr Shue, but I can't find him. Then Quinn walks in.

"Quinn, where's Mr Shue?" I ask.

"Oh, he's still sick," she said. I groan. "Don't groan Puckerman. You sound like a child." I stop in my tracks and I turn around.

"What did you call me?" I said. She smiles.

"Puckerman, because you're like all of them. You have probably done it with everyone in this room," she said. I hold back the tears.

"How dare you say that about me and my family," I said and I try to run over to her so I can rip her eyes out, but two guys are holding me back. It is Lucas and Jake.

"See? You have anger issues, just like your brothers," she said with a smile. I try to get out of their grip, but they're holding onto me tight.

Slap her. Punch her. Kill her. Do something. You will feel good afterwards.

Can't you see that I'm trying to punch her? If they let me go, I can hurt Quinn Fabray once and for all.

That's my Emily.

"Quinn, stop." I look over at the door and I see Punk. "Are you okay Emily?" Everyone looks at me strangely. I then realise that I'm crying. I ignore his question. I'm now calm.