The pale girl with dark black hair had smiled at me. Her smile hit me, I knew we would be great friends. Plus, I needed company, it’s always just been me and my dad: nothing more, nothing less. Having a friend would be nice. “So, Ember’s the name?” she grinned. I nodded. We were walking down the walls of school as they filled with chattering.
“That’s a nice name.”
“Thanks, yours too. It’s unique.” I complimented her as she did me. “Hmm, how old are you anyway?” she asked. “13,” I responded quietly. “Me too!” she said excitedly. “It’s nice to meet someone who looks my age,” she whispered to me, as I let out a giggle.
Then, the bell rang as I looked over to her. “I have to go…It was nice meeting you, for sure!” I ran to class, knowing that wasn’t allowed, I still did so. My hair had fallen out of my bun, leaving messy hair. While everyone was in class, the teacher had sighed, “How come you always late?” he asked as I heard snickers. “This class is dull, I have better thing to do,” I then sat down at the teacher impatiently started teaching the eager class.
I wasn’t paying attention to what the teacher was saying until he had spoken the words of, “Mrs. Ember, mind showing the class what you can do?” I looked at the students all looking at me. I nodded in fear. This was math, not something I was good at. “Yeah, yeah sure,” I coughed a bit.
“The area of the square on the board is 154?” I questioned my answer. “The surface mats? You already know what the surface mat is?” The teacher had a voice crack.
“Yes, yes I do.” I confidently said, challenging the teacher. “You’re correct Miss Ember.” The bell then rang, hopefully enough, so I ran out of the classroom as quickly as I could. I saw my new friend, as for the rest of the day we were together chattering on and on about whatever we felt like.
Once I had gotten home, I saw my Father with his eyes droopier than ever. “Bad day at work?” I asked as I threw my backpack on the couch. “You guessed it,” He said. He looked at some bills that had come in. “Ember,” he gave out a big sigh as I came back down the stairs. “Yes, Father?”
“Nothing,” he walked to his room with the bills hanging from his hands. It was a beautiful spring day, I enjoyed it more than ever. The birds were singing, the world was buzzing, but my dad’s attitude would bring all that down.
I then went to my room as I looked at my electronic. I looked in confusion. It wasn’t working, my phones weren’t working. I then opened it. It had vines crawling inside of it. I was in confusion. I then touched the vines, and they started to grow slightly. I threw it to the ground, scared.