🎶
You and I,
We don't wanna be like them,
We can make it ti'll the end,
Nothing can come between,
🎶

•Emily•

There will be a time in your life where you will be asking yourself. What have you done wrong? And that point of life was my current situation today actually everyday.

My eyes were closed and I was laying in my bed with an earphone inserted into my ears. Listening  over and over again to the song we used to listen and sing together.

We. I was talking about me and David.

It's a typical story about the most popular and hottest boy in the school got interested with some unstylish, unattractive, and socially inept girl name Emily Morgan. That's me.

We've been together for almost one year. At first we're happy, everything was magical. Suddenly, it changed. He became the person I never knew he was. He became cocky and arrogant. To the point that he forced me to something that I don't want to happen. That was the end of this relationship. I break up with him. And we never talked.

As I open my eyes, I took a deep breath. Diverting my thoughts. I start to stare up the ceiling like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

All of a sudden, my phone begin to ring. I removed my earphone. Lazily, I moved my phone to the ear without having care to look who was calling.

"Ello." I answered wearily.

"Looks like your having fun there huh!?" She exclaimed with full of sarcasm.

I can tell base on the voice that it was Samantha, my bestfriend.

"..Let me guess, you were thinking about David. Aren't you?" She added.

We became friends ten years ago. She was basically my walking diary. Samantha knew everything about me. And I knew everything about her. Her family became my second family. We consider ourselves as sister though in real life she have a twin brother.

"Sammie, am I stupid?" For the past three months it has been my question to her everytime she called or talked to me.

"I knew it! For God sake Emmie, I've been telling you the answer to that question like everyday!" She grunt showing disappointment to my question.

"Hmmm." I hummed in return.

"How about you come here at the café? Bring Sky! Sounds great?!"

Sky was the name of my guitar.

"Maybe..." I almost whispered.

"Ugh! Okay! Here's the deal! I will tell you the answer to your question and you come here!" She said.

"Okay." I responded.

"Could you record this? 'Cause its so annoying to keep repeating myself over and over."

I chuckled.

"First, Emmie your not stupid. I mean for the past 17 years of your life it was most significant decision you've ever made."

"Second, he's nothing but a piece of S.H.i.T, excuse me for my word."

"And lastly, David doesn't deserve you."

"Aw, thanks mom." I said.

I guess I just need someone to make me realize that I made the right choice.

"I expect you to be here by 20! Okay?"

I smiled.

"Yeah, See yah!" I responded.

As soon as she ended the call I hurriedly grab my guitar case. Put on my hoddie. Open my bedroom door and run down the stairs.

I walked towards the kitchen where my parents was. I stop and stand still just a few meters from them. Watching my father so much engrossed with his laptop and some papers with a pen on his hand. He adjusted his eyeglasses and start squinting his eyes. My father was an english teacher on the same school where I was enrolled. Thank God he was never been my english teacher or it will be so awkward.

On the other side was my mother. She wears a yellow floral dress with a pink apron. Her hair was tied up in a bun. She was so happy decorating cupcake that she baked.

"Ahemm.." I start making a sound to get their attention.

They both look up towards my direction.

"Oh finally you're out of your room! My sweet Emmie!" My mother said feeling so happy that for the first time today I got out of my room.

"Come, have some cupcake!" She added.

"Sorry Mom, I am full." I respond not having appetite to eat sweet today.

"Mom..Dad.." I was about to say something when my dad cut me off.

"Going somewhere little lady?" He said while looking back to his laptop.

" Yes. I'm going to Samantha." I answered back.

"Alright sweetie. Just be safe. Okay?" Mom said as she winks on me.

"Thanks mom!" I smiled as I pulled her into hug.

We turned our eyes to father.

"Dad...please?" I pleaded as I make some cute expression to my face.

"Honey...please?" Mom starts to mimick my voice and face expression in the most exaggerated way.

"Okay, Okay!" Dad said in defeat while putting his two hands up.

"Thanks Dad" I smiled and hug him.

I start to walk towards the front door.

"Curfew at 11!" Dad reminded me as I was about to close the door.

"Yup! Loud and clear Dad! I love you both!" My respond as I exited the house.

"We love you too Emmie."

The last sentence I heard before I make my way to my bicycle and hopped in.