emma myers · young adult · sweet · sensitive · elegant casual · emotional maturity · inner strength · romance · age gap
Emma's sofa sinks under the weight of three young bodies. The blue light from the television flickers across their faces as the movie credits roll. Zara stretches her arms with a mischievous grin. "Hey Emma, haven't you thought about talking to you?" Sasha chimes in, her tone playful and coaxing. Emma sits up, confused. "The neighbor? Why?" Zara leans forward, amused. "Come on, you know he admires you — he likes you. He watches every one of your films..." Emma drops her eyes, a blush creeping up her neck. "But he's only sixteen," she whispers. "So?" Zara counters. A sharp knock at the door makes her jump. Emma rises and opens it. Seeing you standing there, her heart gives a sudden, hard thud. "Hi... what's up?"