Gym class, Cartwright High School:
Emma watches from the sidelines as the rest of her Phys. Ed's class does activities out on the floor. She was still recovering from the injuries she sustained. Until her lung and ribs heal, she was restricted on what she could or couldn’t do.

She couldn’t believe how many students in her school had been so supportive of her. A lot of them were being nice to her and had welcomed her back. Even the pep squad had done something special for her.

She watches as the other students have fun, as she works on some homework. Her gym teacher didn’t mind her working on her other classwork. It was better than just sitting and watching everyone.

Emma works on her English homework. It was a three-thousand-word essay for what they wanted to do. Everyone that knew her, knew she wanted to be a famous performer and fashion designer. Which, there was another fashion design contest coming up and she was going to enter it. This time, she had a different design in mind that she wanted to enter.

By the time class ended, she follows all the girls into the locker room and changes out of her gym classes. She didn’t need to take a shower, because she sat on the bench during class. The rest of the school day goes by quietly.

Since she couldn’t sing or do anything with the pep squad. She heads home instead. As she sits on the school bus and watches as they follow the standard route the driver took to start dropping people off. She sits back in her seat and listens to some music on her cellphone.

Emma was disappointed that the Spice Girls had canceled their rejoin tour and a lot of the projects they had planned on doing. She figures it had to do with some of the disagreements that still fester in their group.

She watches the scenery pass by. When the first kid gets dropped off, she starts getting ready for her stop. Five stops later, the bus driver drops Emma off at her bus stop. She walks towards her house. She notices no one was home yet, as she pulls her house key out of her purse and opens the front door.

Emma shuts the door behind her as she heads upstairs towards her bedroom to drop her backpack off and changes out of her school clothes. She looks at herself as she undresses and the bandage still goes around her chest. She’ll be glad when the bandages finally come off.

Emma puts on her favorite lounge around the house t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She sits down at her computer desk and brings up the fashion design software she recently bought. She also bought a huge flat screen all in one computer system.

She starts doing a basic sketch of what she was thinking. She erases a section of the sketch and replacement. While she is working, she thinks about what Peppermint and her friends asked her. They wanted to know if she would be willing to join them in their group. They decided that they would like to do a cover band that did songs from the Spice Girls.

Since she does a good job of being Baby Spice, they would like her to join them. Also, she knew all the moves and lyrics to all the Spice Girls songs. She didn’t have to give them an answer right away but would like her to consider it and help the person they currently had to be a better Baby Spice.

Emma told them, she would have to think about it and get her parent’s permission. She liked the idea, and she knew a lot of cover bands were doing well. The question was, what would her idols think about a cover band doing their songs?

She works on her new design for a while, before stopping and saving the design. She looks at the time and noticed her parents and sister will be home soon. She walks downstairs and looks in the refrigerator to see what they had that she could make dinner with. She figures her mother would be tired from working all day. Plus, she liked cooking.

She locates everything she needs to make Chicken Fajitas, Spanish rice, flour tortillas, and refried beans. While she is cooking, she listens to some music from her cellphone over the Bluetooth speakers in the kitchen. She makes sure not to overcook the peppers and onions. She grills the chicken before she adds the fajitas seasoning.

She makes sure she makes enough for everyone. She knew her brothers and father have big appetites. She, her older sister, and her mother were light eaters. She makes sure that everything is done at the same time.

Angela walks into the house and smells the aroma of fajitas in the air. A smile appears on her face as she walks towards the kitchen. When she walks into the kitchen, she spots Emma cooking.

“How much longer is dinner, sweetie?” Angela walks over to taste the chicken.

“Almost done, mom.” Emma grabs the serving dish for everything.

“You did a good job on making the fajitas.” Angela looks at Emma with a proud look on her face.

“I followed your recipe, mom.” Emma followed the directions her mother wrote down in the recipe book.

“Here, let me help you set the table.” Angela knew the rest of the family should be home soon.

“Thanks, mom.” Emma starts putting everything in the serving dishes.

Two hours later, Emma rest her head against the back of the tub listening to a song by the Spice Girls. Her family enjoyed dinner and gave her lots of compliments. Her twin brothers did tease her, saying she was missing her calling. She should be a cook, instead of a singer.

When the water starts getting cold. Emma gets out of the tub and dries off. She slips her nightgown and slippers on and heads towards her parents’ bedroom. She knocks before entering “mom, can you re-wrap my chest please?”

“Sure sweetie. Come over here.” Angela gathers what she needs to re-wrap Emma’s ribs.

“Yes ma’am.” Emma walks over to her mother.

Angela starts re-wrapping Emma’s ribs after she lifts her nightgown. She makes sure it’s not too tight but secured.

“Thanks, mom.”

“You’re welcome, sweetie.” Angela puts everything away.

Emma heads back to her bedroom and reads for a while, before falling asleep.