[center][h1][color=lightcoral]Emma[/color][/h1]
Emma sat on the sand next to Noah for a moment, plopping her blue backpack on the sand next to her. She undid her pony tail and began wringing out her hair.[color=lightcoral] "Yeah. I'm going to go home and see if my mom is okay and find my brother. How about you?" [/color] She inquired. Her brother was definitely still in school at this hour. She knew he'd come running out if he knew what had just happened. Letting go of her hair, she pulled her backpack between her legs and began digging through it. She finally pulled out her phone. After messing with it for a moment, she sighed. [color=lightcoral]"No signal. Can you check yours?"[/color] She glanced over at him, meeting his eyes as his gaze softened. Emma listened to his words and bit her lip. Dang. She really was an open book. People always could tell how she was feeling without even asking her.  Her face usually said it all. 

[color=lightcoral] "I just hope by some miracle my dad didn't drown out there. It just doesn't make any sense..."[/color] She told him quietly. She gathered herself to her feet. [color=lightcoral] "Never mind. Don't try your phone. Let's just go to our houses. We can go to yours first if you really want but make it quick if possible. I'm not feeling these wet clothes. " [/color]She grimaced at the heavy feeling of her clothes as she spoke.[/center]