Hey still can't believe we're going strong, chapter seven might not seem like a big deal but it actually is. Thanks to everyone who had followed from chapter one all the way to this. Thanks also to those who couldn't make it this far, I still appreciate you for trying.

EMMA'S POV
I remember one time in the third grade when I was obsessed with gymnastics and decided to try out. My mom picked me up with some ice-cream  to help relieve the immense pain I felt when I made a wrong move and hurt my fist, at that moment I could have sworn that no matter how big I grew or what I faced later in life it would not compare to it and boy was I wrong.
Sitting next to the door, fist tired of banging and lungs tired out from crying out for help. I was in full panic mood it's been minutes, Becky must have already executed her master plan. I guess I should savour my last moments of having a clean record. The door clicks and pushes open to reveal Esmay holding a bag, I'm literally not exaggerating her dark hair is blown to the back and a spotlight illuminates her presence even more. I just had to know where she hid the fan and light bulb. Her whole demeanor changes the moment she sees me.
"I am going to fucking kill that bitch!"
Esmay cries out in anger, I immediately rush over to her wrapping my hands around her, happy to have some other form of comfort other than my tears. She rubs my back for sometime before pushing me slightly back.
"It's a good thing you don't wear makeup cos I can't risk getting foundation on my  shirt cos this beauty right here wasn't from a dollar store"
We both know our gym wears weren't made  with quality fabric, it keeps you going back to get a new one, a wonderful marketing strategy if I do say so myself. I manage a laugh though my voice sounded a little cracked due to how much I had been crying.
"How did you know i was here?"
"You were taking too much time to get back from your locker and you know how Mrs.Pat gets, so I had to leave. Mrs.Pat had ordered some girl I think her name's Tracy to do a hundred pushups cos she wasn't on her gym wears, nothing strange there, a few minutes later the three baked masquerades came to class holding a bag that looked suspiciously similar to yours, it also wasn't pink and had no glitter but I didn't think much of it, i grew suspicious when Becky "accidentally" dropped a note next to Mrs. Pat."
Making air quotes on "accidentally".
"I went over and picked it up. When I saw what was in it  I attempted to go look for you but at that moment the Tracy girl threw up all over the floors. As expected Mrs. Pat asked Tracy to get a rag and clean up the mess, Becky immediately threw sweatpants at her which I instantly recognised"
"So I didn't miss much"
"Quit the sarcasm and get changed  I didn't exactly picture being on babysitting duties especially not for free."
"Would you rather be in gym? I think your fancy shirt would survive a little foundation but a pool of puke not so much"
I smirk, brows raises daring her to disagree with me.
"Yeah yeah smarty pants"
She says while she rolls her eyes.
"What's in the bag?"
"See for yourself"
She tosses the bag to me, I pull out fresh new clothes, I wasn't kidding when I said I had spares of everything.
"You went back to my locker and how did you even get out of class?"
I ask her not surprised that she knew the combination that opens my locker, we were all close like that.
"Yes I went to get clothes from your locker, I figured you wouldn't have any, remember your pukefied sweatpants and stolen gym bag"
"I'm pretty sure that's not a word"
"Whatever I didn't need a fancy word to get out of gym, told Mrs.Pat  that you weren't feeling all to good and that the nurse requested I came too, to help answer a few questions since you were dizzy and couldn't make coherent sentences"
"You saved my attendance"
I pull her into yet another hug.
"Not to mention your life, now will you get changed, I have had just enough of gym to save my life"
I change into comforting clothes feeling refreshed. Yes, sweatpants and a baggie Tee. Esmay too had to change into regular wears since we both didn't have any intentions of going back to class.

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I had survived through all my classes and I'm currently silently walking with Freya who looks like she's deep in thoughts and extremely stressed. This isn't the first time I have notice something's up with her plus her stunt at lunch made me sure something was definitely up, Freya NEVER loses her cool especially not to innocent bickering.
      We walk up to the spot she had parked her car, still don't know the name, I couldn't tell the names of cars to save my life, the only car I could name would be the Lamborghini, Why? Cos it's a freaking Lamborghini. My phone vibrated and I reach for it from my pocket. I got it back after Jody had a talk  with Becky. I open up the message from my mom asking if I needed a ride home which I quickly reply to. Don't know why she bothers, I haven't hitched a ride from my parents for the past two freaking years. Motherly love I guess.
         We hop into the car, connecting my phone to her car, I go through my playlist setting it up to keep playing music as the cold breeze fans my face. Freya still remains silent which is so unlike her so I decide to ask her before it slips my mind again.
"Frey you okay? Cos you've been coming off a little strange"
Her grip on the wheel instantly tightens, I immediately place my palm on hers giving her a reassuring smile. She squeezes my hand and returns the smile but it doesn't reach her eyes.
"There's nothing to worry about Em, I'm fine"
She has always been there for me anytime I need her, I haven't. Not because I didn't want to but because she was Freya, At a point I had even started to believe she never had a bad day or something she couldn't handle on her own, judging from the worry lines she newly developed, I was clearly wrong and it worries me.
"I hope you know you can talk to me about anything?"
"I know"
Her voice laced with finality, as she focuses on driving. Probably needing time to clear her head just like I do.
"We're here"
She says. Unable to see anything not cos it was looking darker outside but because my eyes were close shut, the compelling smell of burger hits me but I'm not sure why. I must have fallen asleep was I really that tired? She taps me gently.
"Em, you're home"
I open my eyes but surprisingly not blinded by any type of light. I turn to her to see her eyes glittering and looking alive than before. She had that comforting smile that reminds you of home. That was Freya.
"It literally feels like a second, how did we get here so soon?" I say rubbing my eyes.
"More like an hour, though your house isn't that far, I stopped on the way to get gas with some burgers and drinks, how you slept through all that baffles me"
"Aha! I knew I smelt burger"
"Want one?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
I say making us laugh. She hands one to me, taking a huge bite, I grab my stuff, I reach for the door but stops when Freya wraps her hands around me.
"Thanks Em, I mean it."
I lean into the hug smiling.
"Always"
Backpack slung around my shoulders and burger in hand, mostly mouth, I step into the house and the comforting feeling of home envelopes me. I dump my bag on the floor, the aroma of the soup mom was making hits my nostrils causing my stomach to growl in response.
'You just had half a burger, that ought to do for now' I say to my stomach. I stuff the other half of the burger at the side of my bag not caring if it shows or falls out. I'm clearly too tired to do anything and for the second time in a roll all I want is to crawl into my bed and after what I passed through today, can't say I don't deserve it. The only issue will be........
"Honey is that you?"
Mom.
"Yes Mom, unless you were expecting another exhausted teenage daughter"
I walk up to the kitchen, Max lifts his head, seeing me goes back to whatever it is he was doing. I ruffle his hair which earns me a glare like pout. Sure enough a pot of soup was cooking.
"Hey sweetheart, how was school?"
My dad says.
"Hi dad, it was good, how was work?"
"Same" He replies furrowing his brows in concentration as he keeps on typing on his laptop.
Mom slaps my hand and gives me a disapproving look when I try to have a taste off the spoon"
"Wash your hands and while you're at it, do the dishes as well"
"Oh I'm sure Max would love to help his favourite big sister"
I cooed at him pinching his cheek which he didn't seem to appreciate.
"You're my only big sister"
"Your point?"
He groans and facepalm himself.
"And why is your brother doing your chores, you're not bullying him to do them are you?"
My mom cocks her brows at me, pointing the wooden spoon accusingly at me. I hold back the spoon from destroying any of my vital organs using one hand and cover my heart with the other.
"You know I'm anti-bullying plus Max and I had a deal"
"Max is that true"
He sighs defeated, rolls up his sleeves and gets to work. I almost feel guilty, as much as I would love to relieve my brother from the pains of the doing the dishes, i was too tired to do anything other than go to bed.
"Mom I'm going to head up now, I'm tired"
"Sure honey right after you have dinner and have a shower"
" Don't bother about the showering  part I can barely stand and I grabbed a bite on my way home."
"By bite, I hope you don't mean the half eaten burger you have stuffed in your bag?"
"Darn it"
I mutter under my breath.
"That better have been a:
' I'll go shower and freshen up and then come right down to have dinner"
Her gaze slightly rises from the soup to me, daring me to say otherwise. I hear Max's laughter from the sink and send him a glare graced by only the back of his head Turning to my mother and giving her an innocent smile.
"I guess it's to the shower for me then"
Her face instantly brightens up, sending me her thousand dollar smile.
"That's more like it, now don't take too long, the soup is almost ready"
Dang her mood swings.
"Wouldn't dream of it"
Locking the door to my room shut finally at peace. To heck with the shower or the food, knowing me I'd probably get hungry later on, well i'll always have the kitchen.
Not bothering to turn on the lights, i collapse into my bed, my legs finally giving away. I turn on my phone lightning up my room. 7pm boldly pops up on my screen. I swipe up. Scrolling to see if I had gotten any texts. Honestly I only get texts from my family and the girls. I had a message from Freya and Jody, the usual stuff. I open up Esmay's message.
"I'm guessing you're home now. Get freshened up and try to wear something other than sweatpants 😒😒😒.... Have fun with your man candy 🤤🤤🍭, oh I meant have fun studying 🤭😜😜"

Man candy what was she taking about and then it hit me..... Tyler!!!!  And at that moment the doorbell rings.

(A/N): hey guys, so I didn't plan to stop the chapter here but I was getting sleepy and was like what the heck, still a nice part to end it though😁😁😁.
Who do you think is at that door ? You think you know but don't be too sure😉😉
That aside, permit mistakes if they're any, like I said,I was feeling a little sleepy. Hope you  enjoyed the chapter, if you did please leave your comments and if you can, vote for the chapter.. thanks 😘😘