Emma just blinked. She still felt like he was lying to her but she didn't want to be rude. She just looked down tears beginning to cloud her vision. There is no way he is being truthful. Her 'fans' and father made that very clear, she was nothing but an ugly attention whore. That's what she was and all she was ever going to be. Emma turned away from him, "Your half-sister is gone, you don't need to act like that to make her like you better. You don't need to lie anymore." Emma said her voice cracking slightly as she hurried towards her first hour of study hall, also known as the period where the music teacher doesn't have a class and lets Emma do whatever she wants with the instruments. As Emma hurried away tears rolled out of her eyes. [i]'He's probably laughing at me. Laughing about he made me cry. Just like they all do, just like Papa.'[/i]