Hiya! I'm Emily Harrows, but don't call me that. Call me Emily. Or Emi (say it Emee). Or even Em. I don't mind. Just don't add the Harrows bit.
I'm five foot four. Or five foot three? Somewhere in between? I don't know. But that's okay, because it doesn't matter about being exact.
I have bright green eyes and thick brown hair that is sort of wavy and sort of curly. I can never decide which. I'm thinking about growing it, or maybe cutting it short, but I'm not sure whether to make it longer or shorter, so I asked Carter, but he ignored me. As per usual.
Carter. Three words for him: Me. And. You. I wish that was true.
But he doesn't think that. He finds me annoying! How? How am I annoying? I don't get it.
Anyway, the simple version is:
Yes, it's true. He doesn't like me. Sigh.
Why, though? Why doesn't he like me?
I know! I'll ask him. Tomorrow.