"Emma, come down and have your breakfast."

"Fine. Just a sec."

"I'm done."

"Emma,do not speak at the dining table. Sit down and have your food fast. You have to reach school by 7."

"Ok whatever. Can't you just stop telling that? You repeat that every single time. I'm sick and tired of this talk."

"Emma, do not back answer. Sit down and have your food."

"No Thanks. I'm better off without it."

"Emma, breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You need to eat it."

"I've lost all interest in food since the day you came."

"Emma, you really should..."

"Just don't call my name alright? It feels like you're using it as some curse word, seeing that it comes from your lips."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Don't call me anything,fine? It's almost 7. I have to go."

"Atleast you need to take this."

"And what's that?"

"It's...umm...food that I packed for you? To take to school."

"Just because my dad's not here dosen't mean you have to do my laundry or make me food. I', perfectly capable of doing my things on my own."

"Emma, dear..."

"DON'T CALL ME DEAR!"

"What's going on?" Ian chirped ascending the staircase. 

"Nothing Ian."

"Hey it's getting late. We need to go."

"No. You go. I'll come later."

"Are you ok?"

"Yup. Just a slight headache."

"Sure you'll be able to manage?"

"Positive. Oh and Emily told me to ask you whether you'll be able to pick her up at 3 from Clare's home?"

"Kay. Moving. Take care of yourself Em."

"Sure, I will. Thanks, I."

"No probs."

Howz the first part, eh? I need your feedback, so I can know what to do next and what not to do.

tc,

Jen x