CHAPTER 8

"Emily!" I yell, pushing open the front door. Tobias' Mum enters the hallway, giving me a small smile.
"Hi Honey."
"Hey Myra, how are you?" I smile in return, dropping my bag to the floor. "I'm great honey, thanks for asking." She responds.
"Is Emily in?" I ask, glancing around the living room. It's empty and I frown . . . Emily practically lives in this room. She's permanently sat in front of the television, surrounded by nutella, pizza and Jake. She really does live the dream.
"She's...