Brother?

Emily's POV.

''Oh...that's the stuff!'' I whispered not so quietly as I shoved a hand full of skittles into my mouth before leaning back on my locker with my eyes shut while listing to Mood by 24kGoldn-ft.Ian Dior, it's a song I just started listing to recently and it's fast becoming my favorite song of all time.

It's still lunch break and since I didn't have my lunch like everyone else is doing right now it means I've got time to chill by myself before my next class starts at least without anyone giving me dirty looks.

I tried not thinking about Blake Fickleman as my favorite song blast through the air pods but I can't help but wonder what her deal is.

Shouldn't she be happy about me quitting my position as president of the student body council?

Where is the victory smirk or the usual blank look that feels like she's staring right into my soul?

Instead, all I'm getting is a curious look?

Aargh!