Chapter 2: Breaking the news

*Whispering*

'Where's that coming from?'

The voice got louder and closer. 'Can't they shut up, I'm trying to sleep'. Suddenly, someone shook the table violently. I jolted up startled, wondering what happened. That's when I realised that I was still at school, and I had fallen asleep in class!

"Miss Hernandez, classrooms aren't for naps. Or have you forgotten?" Asked a woman who was probably in her thirties.

The woman looked at the girl in front of her. If it were another student, she would have been extremely mad, but she knows that the girl in front of her was one of her diligent students, and this was unlike her.

"I'm sorry Mrs Vega, it won't happen again." I said to her, I noticed a few students glancing towards my side, but I ignored them.

"That's better." She said before continuing her lecture. I released a sigh and opened my textbook. Thank God there isn't any drool on it. Someone nudged me from the side. 

"How good was it?" It was my best friend, Courtney. There's a crooked smile on her face. 

"What?" I ask.

"The dream you were having, you were mumbling incoherently, I tried to wake you up several times. Or was it a bad dream?" Her eyebrow was raised with curiosity. I shook my head.

"I can't even remember anything." I tried my best to keep my voice low. I definitely did not want to be caught by Mrs Vega again.

"Too bad." She mumbled, a smile tugged the corner of her lips. 'Why is she so interested? Did I say something bad?'

The bell rang and everyone filed out of the class. "Why did you even fall asleep? You never fall asleep during lectures." She questioned. I just gave her a shrug.

"I'm human, I can doze off any moment, especially when I'm tired. I stayed up all night studying for our algebra test." 

"Yeah, i understand. I'll see you later Emily." She bade me goodbye and I headed to my next class.

**Later that day**

I rode my bike along the street, heading to my safe and cosy house. I was in dire need of a nap. As I waved to some people as I cycled, a car reversed at full speed! I immediately hit my brakes, but it was too late. I crashed into the car hard, and tumbled onto the ground.

'What the hell! Is this person trying to kill me?' I lifted myself up from the ground, rubbing my scraped knee. Good thing I had a helmet on.

"Oh my Gosh, are you trying to dent my car!" I heard someone say. I looked up to see Felicia Quinnell. The biggest slut of our school. 

'Did I just hear her correctly? Me trying to dent her car! She was the one who reversed like a crazy person.'

"Of course it's you. You always have it out for me." She said, I got up with much difficulty, facing her directly. Felicia was about 5ft, so I was a few inches taller than her. She flipped her blonde hair and puffed her chest. 'God I should just murder her right now.' 

"Say's the person who reversed like a mad person!" I said to her. She only scoffed.

"I wonder who looks mad between the both of us. Stay out of my way Hernandez." She said, while poking my shoulder as she spat her venom. She got into her very expensive car and drove off in a flash.

"Alright Emily, breathe in and breathe out. You can't let her get to you. You're much better than her." I told myself repeatedly. I then picked up my bike and rode off, my knee constantly reminding me of its injuries as I pedal.

When I got home, I was surprised to see my parents car parked outside. I took a look at my watch. It was just 3 o'clock, how come they were back this early? I opened the door and limped in. "Mom, Dad! Where are you?"

"Hi sweetie… Oh my goodness, what happened? She immediately rushed to my side

"I ran into a car." I told her. A frown formed on her face. 

"How did that even happen? You see why I said you should stop driving that thing?" She directed me towards the couch and left the room. She then returned with a first aid kit. 

Mrs Hernandez was a woman in her early forties, although she looks younger, you could still see the fine lines on her face.

"I prefer riding a bike, and also you still haven't gotten me a car yet…. Ouch!!" I yelped. God that stinged a lot.

"What's with the ruckus?" A man said. He appeared to see his wife tending to his daughter's knee.

"Don't tell me you got into another fight." He asked, while gazing at me.

My eyes widened in shock. 

"No Dad, and that has happened only once! You talk like I've been in a thousand fights."

"Who knows." Mr Hernandez, a man who's also in his forties said to his daughter. He was quite tall and he had charming looks.

"She ran into a car on her way back." My mother explained.

"You should be more careful, unless you want to land in the hospital."

"It wasn't my fault." I muttered. Then I remembered something. "Why are you two back so soon? Not that I'm complaining."

"I was getting there." My dad replied. I saw my mom give me a sad smile from the corner of my eyes. 'Did something happen?'

"What is it?"

"I've been transferred, I will no longer be working here in California." He breaks the news to me.

"Oh..so where are you working now?"

"Canada." My mom stated. I stare at them in shock. 'Another country? He got transferred to Canada? Couldn't they find somewhere closer.'

"But why is it so far away? Why the sudden move?"

"They opened up another branch and I am in charge of the branch there in Canada. So it was bound to happen."

"So you're leaving us for Canada." I said. I didn't expect to hear what he said next.

"No, we're all moving to Canada."