-Brandons POV- Ohmygod this girl has guts, as we walked back she was grinning, skipping a little. I smiled and stared at her, admiring her beauty. "Sorry guys, they said they didn't have any" She said with a frown, acting was her speciality. When we got back, I pulled her into the darkest corner of the yard, ticking her and talking to her so no one could disturb us. "How long has it been Brandon? How long since we first met?" -Brandons Flashback- April, my favorite month here, all the flowers were open, and I was walking to my cousins house, cause my mum was out. I had my little sisters Brooke and Kayla next to me. I had just turned 12 last month, and I was loving the changes in my appearance, I'd grown heaps, my soft blondy-brown hair was longer, my baby blue eyes were rimmed by glasses that made the girls melt. "Brandon, Ashie is playing with someone else" Brooke said quietly, disappointment creeping into her voice. "hmm so he is... Well maybe we can make friends with... Her?" I raised an eyebrow at the little girl, a bundle of red curls, with skin so pale it was like she was made of paper, running and laughing. I'd never fallen for a girl like I'd fallen for her in that moment
-Emmys POV- -flashback- The plane ride was murder, especially on my own, dad got depressed, he got sick.. He, he died... Mum lived all the way in Australia, while I did live with my dad in Ireland.. All my friends were there.. My eyes teared up as I saw my mum for the second time in my life, I heard her speak. "Emmy, I missed you so much, look at you, you're stunning my baby" My mouth said 'I missed you too mummy' but my brain screamed 'WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME IN IRELAND?' After a few days she had work, and it was school holidays, so she dropped me at her friends house, she had a boy named Ash who was around 12ish. We played hide and seek until a little girl ran up and hugged him. "Ashie!" she squealed. "ahem" a voice coughed behind me. I spun and gasped at the tall boy behind me with a girl at his side. "I'm Emmy, you are?" my words seemed so hostile... "I'm Brandon, how old are you?" "11... My birthdays in a few weeks though" "Awesome, you sound Irish?" "Moved here from Ireland" I fell for him then and there