Emma Dean was a dancer, a very good one, in school she was the "plain girl." No one knew she could dance except for her parents and the new boy. Bad boy James Johnson, is new in town he instantly becomes popular in school, until he comes to his litt...
I wake up in a bed, again not my bed. This time Emma is laying next to me, sleeping peacefully, next to my chest. I squeeze her tight and lay a kiss on her forehead.
Emma wakes up and turns her face towards mine, she smiles and I smile back.
The headache hurts, I can tell Emma has a painful one to.
"Is this your first time getting drunk?" I ask her, I already knew she was a virgin, as she told me recently.
She replies sleepily still smiling "Yeah, but I enjoyed it, especially because I am with you."
I sit up and so does she, we know we need to be home soon so our parents can get their five minutes glance at us.
I pick up my boxers that are lying by the door near Emma's thong.
I smile and hand Emma her clothes, we get dressed near each other, every time we bump into each other she blushes just a little bit. In the end I have her looking like a tomato, which is adorable.
We have to step over a couple of passed out bodies on the floor and when we get outside, I can finally breathe again, no more weed or alcohol smells for awhile.
I get in the car, thank fuck this went so much better than the last party I went to here.
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We make it back home to Emma's house and I drop her off, thankfully no cars are in the driveway, because I know her parents would kill me and her.
I say bye to her with a kiss and say I will see her in a couple of hours, she smiles at that and walks inside her house shutting the door behind her.
I drive back to my home, park the car in the garage and walk inside. I go and take a shower, to get the smell of alcohol off of my body.
I put on some pajamas, considering it is Thursday morning and if my parents saw me like I was a couple of minutes ago, they would have beat my ass.
Speak of the devil, my parents are home now, I hear the front door open and close.
"James, come down here so we can see you before we go to sleep!" my mom yells, ugh, I wish they didn't have to work third shift around Christmas, but it does rake in the cash, so technically it is worth it.
"Okay mom, be down in a minute!" I yell back
I get off my bed and plug my phone back in, I was watching YouTube while waiting for my parents to get home.
I go downstairs and try to not not let my mom hug me, I mean like come on I am in twelfth grade.
"Hey hon, why are you in your pajamas at ten am, did you sleep in late?" She asks me slightly confused, considering I don't sleep in that often.
"Yeah, I am just enjoying my time off." I say, trying not to roll my eyes.
I don't think she notices my sarcasm, she walks into the kitchen and sets her coat and purse down.
"Are you ready for Christmas hon, you are going over to Emma's after present opening and breakfast, right? You did get her a gift, correct?" She asks me
"Yes mom I got her a pearl necklace and ring." I say back
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Sunday morning.
It feels like a normal Sunday morning, except not quite. Oh shit, today is Christmas. Oh hell yeah.
I go downstairs where I see my parents are drinking their cups of coffee, obviously waiting for me to come downstairs.
They see me and my dad says "Morning James and Merry Christmas, do you want to open presents first or eat breakfast?" He asks me, in a more gentle tone than his gruff and sometimes anger filled voice.
"Let's eat while we open presents." I say hopefully wanting to get to Emma's as soon as possible
He smiles at me and says "Sure"
I open my first present out of three, it is from my mom, she gave me a pair of silver Beats, which are very nice and somewhat flashy.
My dad gave me a Apple Watch, and my grandparents gave me a Mac book Pro, which I have been wanting for a year or so now, so they gave the best gift in my eyes.
I thank my family and almost run out the door to Emma's house.
I stop the car in front of her house and get out, close the door and text Emma that I am there.
She opens the door and greets me with a tight hug, I hold onto her for a long time and we both pull away at the same time.
I hand her the gift, that I tried my hardest to wrap, still doesn't look the best though.
"Emma, I hope you like it, I know the wrapping isn't perfect, but before you open it, do you have an breakfast, I kind of ran out the door, to your house?" I ask sheepishly
She chuckles and answers me with "Sure baby, anything for you. Is it the Kylie Birthday Collection that I have been looking for." She nudges my shoulder and walks away with a grin.
Oh shit, I do remember her asking for that. Oh no I hope my gift is equal or better than that. What if she doesn't like it?
I walk into the kitchen and she handed me a plate of eggs and toast, I scarf them down from being so hungry, damn girl knows how to cook.
"You can open it now baby." I say to her
"Okay I am very excited, James." She says in a happy voice
She opens it and her smile just grows more than ever.
"Do you like it?" I ask her nervously
"Like it, I love it James, this is the best gift ever. Thank you so much." She says, at that all my nervousness goes away, I wonder if she got me anything.
"Here you go." She says and hands me a box, the box is sort of small, but it has a big ass bow on it and it is wrapped very nicely.
I open it and my eyes must deceive me, how the fuck did she afford a fucking Rolex watch?
I look up at her in shock and when I look back down, I decide to put the watch on.
I pull her into a kiss, trying to put all my thanks into it.
I pull away and rest my chin on her head, I close my eyes and let all the problems in the world float away even if it is just for a little bit...
