𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘

Time to go to daddy

| Emma's POV |

When I wake up I sluggishly drag myself down the stairs with a tight grip on the baby that had restricted my sleeping the whole night. My mother shoots me a look when I enter the kitchen as if to ask me if Im going insane

"Now I know why I'm an only child" I moan taking a seat on one of the chairs and propping the fake doll up to my right on another chair.

My mom is still giving me confused looks so I end up explaining over breakfast that I share this baby with my worst enemy and up to now it has been nothing but hell.

She offers to cradle it while I go and get dressed which is a relief because I was terrified that Miss Sage was part of a big scheme to plant video cameras in all of our homes and watch me get undressed

"Was grandma Chamberlain nice to you?" I ask in a childish voice as I take the baby from my moms arms. I let my eyes drift upwards to my mom who is holding back a cackle "oh god I'm already going insane"

I kiss her good bye and climb into my car, strapping the baby in with the passenger seat seatbelt and sending a Snapchat to Hannah, Ellie and I's group chat captioned,

'I've gone insane!! Please help!!!!'

I turn the radio on to something to pass the time and I cruise my way to school.

On my way there I can't help but wonder what is going to happen between me and Ethan today, will he try and avoid me so that I have to look after the doll for the second night even though he promised to have her. Was he going to keep being awkward and demanding for the whole three fucking weeks???

I start to get angry again so I crank up the radio volume and drown out my thoughts of him.

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"Ahem" coughs someone from behind me and I spin on my heels and I'm surprised to see Olivia stood with one hand on her waist and the other clutching onto her gucci purse. She's a popular if you haven't already guessed which was all the more reason to be surprised as to why she's interacting with me

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" I ask knowing that Ellie is stood centimetres away from my back and is listening to every word she has to say

"I know that you and Ethan have started talking"

"Barely" I scoff but she doesn't seem humoured by it in the slightest

"Well I'm here to tell you to back the fuck away from my boyfriend" she suddenly snaps, what the hell? What made her think that I'd even want to be civil towards him never mind date him

"Ew he's all yours" I reply in disgust. I could swear that I thought Ethan was single, so why the hell was she so on my back? I, really, out of all the people in Rydell High, was not the person she should be fearful off.

As I'm assessing her heavily packed make up I notice that her lipstick is none other than a bright red, awfully similar to the one printed on Ethan's face yesterday.

I stare at the bitch in front of me and wonder what the hell makes her so attractive to them, she looks like the joker currently and her tits are that pushed up that they brush against her chin. She makes me feel sick.

"Speak of the devil" mutters Ellie and my head snaps towards where Grayson, Diesel and Ethan walk in. 

Olivia sends Ethan a childish and energetic wave which he scowls at and turns his attention to my face which probably looked like a slapped arse. It wasn't my fault that his slut was all up in my face and threatening me

"Dolan" I growl, he wasn't getting away with it that easily "take your bitch and take your baby" I spit thrusting the robot towards his chest as he advances towards Olivia. She stands on her tip toes and kisses his cheek but he doesn't even acknowledge that she's done it, his eyes stay fixated on me

"What the fuck do I do with it?" He asks holding it limply with one arm by his side

"Figure it out, Einstein"

Then me and Ellie push past them both and break out into the corridor ready to head to our first lesson of the day

"Did Olivia really just admit to being threatened by you?" Ellie finally asks in disbelief, I shrug my shoulders knowing that the reason that she acts so fake is because she's so heavily insecure

"I guess so"

But she truly has nothing to worry about, because I can barely look his direction without feeling irate and irritated. Poor soul, she really is threatened by little old me.