The Suite Life of Emma Tutweiller
This is my version of how Emma Tutweiller's life went
I never imagined that I would be thirty-three and still single. Everybody who comes on this cruise ship is married, way too young or old or they come with their parents. Rarely do single guys come on a cruise without someone else. I don’t know how my life got so screwed up; I guess I should start from the beginning.
My mom, Regina and dad, Rick were high school sweethearts and got married when they were nineteen. They had my sister, Brooke when they were 22 and I when they were 25. Everyone in my family is blond, except me. My sister tells me that the reason my initials were ET as in extraterrestrial was because when I came out with red hair and they thought I was an alien. the My mom would always take my sister's side; Brooke was my mom’s favorite. But I was my dad’s favorite. He would always take me around town and play with me.
I grew up in a small town in Connecticut named Stars Hollow. Everyone in that town knows everybody’s business. There is no privacy, but I loved it. When I was two my dad took me to my first ballet lesson taught by the town’s dance instructor, Miss Patty. She was once on Broadway and taught me everything I know about dance. When I got older she even let me teach some classes. My first day of school I met one of my best friends, Sookie St. James. We used to go into the tree house that my daddy built for me when I was five and play with her easy bake oven.
Besides my sister my childhood life was pretty great. But what a lot of people don’t know is that I would get into a lot of trouble when I was a kid.
“Rick have you seen Emma?” Regina asked her husband worryingly
“No, but I’m sure she is fine.” Rick replied
“Hi daddy, hi mommy,” Emma mentioned innocently as she entered her house
“Emma what did you do?” Regina accused
Emma gave them a puppy dog look then said “ I think we have to change our cats name from Fluffy to Tuffy.”
“What?” Regina asked
“Well it is hot today and I thought Fluffy needed a haircut so I took scissors and…”
“Emma you know you aren’t supposed to use big girl scissors.” Regina warned her daughter
3 months later
“Mommy, I think we need to change Tuffy’s name.” Emma called out
“What did you do to that poor cat now?” Regina asked
“Well the other day I snuck into our neighbors house and replaced Harrison’s shampoo with Nair. So today he came out with no hair and I started to laugh. But then he started to chase me, so I hopped on my tricycle and rode away really fast but Tuffy was in the way and I ran over her leg so now I think we should name her Stumpy.” Emma stated almost out of breath
On weekends my dad would take me to the hardware store that he and his best friend owned. His friend had a son named Luke. Luke and I started out enemies but as time went by we became great friends.
When I was eight I had my first crush. It was the neighbor boy, Harrison; his hair eventually grew back and was actually cute and very sweet. We started to go to the park, see movies, and explore the town together. I thought he really liked me but when I was nine he went on a real date with my sister because they were the both eleven years old. The first time he noticed her is when she came home one day with boobs. It’s like they just appeared out of thin air.
After they dated for a year I couldn’t take it any more. So one day when they were studying in her room I had a scathingly brilliant idea. When my sister left to get some water I went into her room with Harrison. And I did something that I will never forget; I went up to him and laid a wet one on him. I kissed him for at least two minutes and he even kissed back. My sister finally came back and saw us laying on her bed she tossed me off and began to yell at me but Harrison defended me.
After that incident Harrison and I began to date. It lasted for about a year. But one day he told me he wanted to date someone older. That was the first time I was dumped. As you can see I’ve come a long way since then. About a week after he dumped me his family moved to North Dakota and I never saw him again. I wonder where he is now. I wish I could see him again. I wonder if I still have his number? I should check.
“Emma I need to talk to you.” Harrison called out
“What is it?” Emma replied
“Emma you’re great and all but you are only ten and I am thirteen and I need to date someone older and more mature.” Harrison said
Emma retorted, “I’m mature,”
“Emma our last date you stuck carrots up your nose.” Harrison responded
‘You laughed!” Emma cried out
Harrison walked away and stated “Sorry Emma, I’ll see you later.”
“I never want to see you again!” Emma screamed and threw a rock at the back of Harrison’s head then ran away
When I was 11 I started jr. high. Luckily my sister was already in high school. It was great. They even had a dance club. One of the best things about jr. high is I met this really cute guy, Bryce. Bryce was perfect, well perfect for an eleven-year-old crush. It didn’t take me much courage to ask him out since I already had experience with Harrison.
On our first date he took me on a picnic. The potato salad smelled like feet, the watermelon had ants on it and the hot dogs were cold. But it was one of the best dates I’ve ever been on. We actually dated off and on through out middle school. But we always remained good friends.
When I was in eighth grade I noticed something different at home. My dad would stay late at work, my parents would argue a lot more and on several occasions I saw my dad sleeping on the couch. My mom started to keep Brooke and I away from dad and my dad would do the same with mom. That summer my parents told my sister and I that they were getting a divorce. They said it wasn’t because of us but because they fallen out of love and all that crap. Mom said that she was taking Brooke and I to live in New York. I wanted to stay with dad in Stars Hollow but I had no choice. I had to leave my home, my friends, my boyfriend and my dad.
When we got to New York we lived in an apartment with mom’s boyfriend that she apparently met on a business trip. Like I haven’t heard that one before. But something changed in me when we moved; I didn’t care any more. I didn’t want to dance or play outside, I just wanted to sit in my room and sulk. I just let myself go. I couldn’t get a guy even if I wanted one. I was depressed and everyone could see that.