An Early Christmas Miracle / Emma & Scott
Emma opened her locker and huffed a little. She knew Christmas was coming up but she was not to excited. The only day she loved, which she never told anyone, was Christmas Eve. It was oddly romantic in a weird way. She could go into reasons but she doubt than anyone would understand. No one really understood her but she never expected them to because people just never got it. They always thought because she was blunt and had some manipulative qualities, that must make her evil. No, it made her honest and in control and to strive to get what she wanted. Why did she want to be some gentle soul in such a big, bad world. She knew what she had and she was not afraid to use any of it for her advantage, whether it would be business or pleasure.
She pushed such thoughts out of her mind however. She didn't particularly care for Christmas. At home, they never really celebrated it. The whole tradition of doing it would be there but there as no good tidings, no love, no warmth. It was just another family debacle of her mother passed out, her father destroying them and going off to sleep with his mistress, Adrienne jetting off ten minutes after and Cordelia getting stoned. Her and Christian used to have the most fun on Christmas but soon as he was sent away, even she had stopped celebrating such festivities.
She thought about it for a moment, looking in her locker before she started to feel angry. The reason she did not care was because when you don't care it don't hurt, however, sometimes it is unavoidable. She slammed her locker shut with some force and turned to leave before she realised that Scott was in her path.