Chapter 8
Emma
It's our first night in the house. Belle and Chris's father, Mr. Rose, is so rich he gave us a house with a freaking big pool. And like ten rooms, eight bathrooms and three balconies.
Because I'm fast I quickly ran up the stairs and searched the rooms. I picked the biggest one that had a balcony and a bathroom attached. Mia and I ended up in an argument which I ended up winning. She said that it was unfair because I'm fastest, and I said that it's the rules of the jungle. She said we weren't animals, but then I said: "Mia honey, are you really sure of that?" She laughed and agreed to let me have the room. I also wanted the room because it’s the only room that has green walls. I love green, it's my favorite color.
I'm not loving the thought of Carter and I living in the same house, but I have to go along vP9MB7•◊ with it. I don't want to make a fool of myself like three days ago. The views on YouTube just continues to rise on the clip Chris put up.
"Emma!"
I jerk and turn around. Belle's high-pitched voice is just as awful as Ellie's.
"What?" I ask and walk towards her. She's standing in the hall with the mail.
"These came for you", she says and hand me like ten envelopes.
"What is this?" I ask myself as I take them.
"Well open them", Belle says.
We walk into the kitchen where Julia is sitting by the kitchen table, looking at her iPhone.
"Someone's getting popular", Julia winks when she sees the pile of envelopes I dump on the table.
"Right", I say as I pick up the first one and open it.
I take up the letter inside of it. As I read it, I become angry. It's a hate letter.
"What's wrong?" Belle asks.
"Listen to this", I say angrily and start to read out loud. "If you so much as touch John's head again I will squash your pretty little face! Leave John Carter alone!"
"Wait what?" Belle says and takes the letter from me.
As she reads it, Julia and I grab a letter each and open them.
"Dear little Emma Adams, if you attack John like that again, I'll attack you, maybe I'm your neighbor, maybe I'm a student at your school, maybe I'm your shadow, but I'll know if you touch him again", I read.
"Emma Emma Emma, if you touch John again, you'll be wishing that you've never been born", Julia reads with a horrified voice.
We rip the others open. "These are all hate letters!" I gasp. "What did I even do?!"
"I don't know, how do they even know where you live?" Belle asks, she sounds worried.
"Well if they're big fans of John they look things up, anything can be found on the internet", Julia says. "Don't you remember how we all behaved when we were hooked up on Jonas Brothers?"
I shudder at the thought. "Horrible, horrible time", I sigh feeling bad about my music past.
"Yeah, maybe that wasn't the best time of our lives", Belle admits. "But those three brothers are hoooot".
"Who's hot?" Isaac asks as he enters the kitchen with the rest of the group.
"Kevin, Joe and Nick Jonas", Julia laughs.
"They're cool guys too", Carter says. "Very kind".
I raise my eyebrow. I didn't even think of the fact that he's worldwide famous and probably knows a lot of other celebrities. How fun for him. I try not to be jealous.
"I thought you were over them", Chris says looking at his sister.
"Oh, we are trust me!" I say. "Julia was just explaining how crazy girls can get when they're into a singer or actor or something".
"Why?" Lucas asks.
"Because of these", I sigh pointing at the letters, which are laying everywhere onto the table, before walking to the fridge. I open the fridge and look for my water bottle.
"What are these?" Chris asks.
I grab my bottle. "Hate letters, addressed to yours truly", I say as I close the fridge and bows. I walk up to them, Julia, Sophia, Mia and Belle, giggling at what I just did. "Seems like I've become the new hate interest", I say as I open my bottle to take a sip of my water.
"This is horrible", Lucas says.
"Eh why? It's not like I'm scared or anything", I say and plop down onto Julia's lap. "It will cool down".
She takes the bottle from me and takes a sip from the water.
"No but still, this is not good", Carter says frowning.
I narrow my eyes. I'm about to accuse Carter of this being his fault, but I guess that Julia sensed that because she puts her hand over my mouth.
"How can someone write this?" Isaac asks scanning two letters he has in both of his hands.
I shrug and Julia takes away her hand. "I don't know, I don't care", I say. "They seem to think that I abuse Carter or something".
"Well you kind of do", Lucas laughs. "You did ram your book into his head in school one time".
"And you pushed him down the last steps of the staircase at my parents’ house, three weeks ago", Isaac says.
"And then we have the time when you throwed the front door onto him when he was about to walk in", Sophia says.
"And you almost ran over him with your car", Belle says. "Remember?"
"And how about the time when you locked him into that closet and told us he was out, it took us five hours to realize what had actually happened", Chris says.
"And you throwed your iPhone onto his head", Julia says. "He got that big bump".
"You gave him a black eye when you knocked him in the eye with your elbow", Mia says.
"And when you almost knocked the bookcase over him", Belle says.
"And let us not forget about what happened three days ago", Lucas says.
I scratch the back of my neck. Okay that makes me seem bad. I don't know what to say to defend myself though, everything they just said is true. Am I a horrible person? When they line everything up like that, I almost feel bad.
"Every one of those ... Accidents has their own reasons", I say.
"Right", Lucas laughs. "And there's a very very good reason to why you girls were so obsessed with Jonas Brothers that you helped each other to plan weddings, including those poor boys as grooms".
I hit Lucas in the head with the bottle as everyone burst out laughing.
Boy were we stupid when we were younger!