Emily was still in bed as well, though wide awake. It was her day off or, as she liked to call it, her crying day. She hid a lot from her family, not wanting to burden them with her worries, with what brought her so down. Telling her parents that she wouldnt go to college after summer had been a really hard thing to do, and about all she could muster, especially in the face of their disappointment.<br/><br/>She rolled around in her bed and hugged her pillow. It was so hard to be near either of them right now, except perhaps Drew, but she expected it was only because he didnt care very much whether she went to college or did a career of flipping burgers. She could be wrong, however.<br/><br/>Emily finally extirpated herself out of bed. She was in just a tank top and boyshorts, her dark brown curls a bit of a mess. She walked to the window and opened the curtains before stretching, just as the sun hit her body. Such a great day, to be wasted by her gloom and feelings of doom. She hated her life right now.<br/><br/>Quickly slipping into a pair of shorts, Emily made her way to the kitchen to get some breakfast.<br/>