Hello Friends! Its me again, some of you may know my works and some may not. If you do know me then good news (And even if you didn't.) im starting a new story! Yes a new story! New Beginnings is done, finished and that series is over (Sorry for those who liked it.) I bring you a new story and romance. And I hope to make spin offs or did what I did with Undying love and turn into a saga (if you can even call it a saga, if I got it wrong then whoops! Lol.) This story will not have my original POVs it will be in third person as well. So I hope you guys enjoy reading it!

Review please and let me know if I should continue or just hang up on my writing days for good.

Thank you!

-MIKI-

Lets Begin Shall We?

Chapter 1

"BILLS ARE DUE SOON…" Shane Collins said with a heavy sigh. He never thought he'd be divorced at twenty-nine, on top of that be a single dad to a teenager boy who's entering the stage of puberty. It's a bit overwhelming and scary, although he has no reason to be scared since he been taking care of his boy since he was born. "Man, this will be one crappy Christmas." Shane mumbled to himself. He hoped to make this holiday better for his son since his ex-wife didn't make it so good last year. Kimberly his ex made herself clear that she was sick of being a mother and a wife, on Christmas Eve she left and Shane was the one who had to calm down his boy. It killed every inch of him to see tears streaming on his sons face. Shane loathed the woman since he had his son with her. He was always the one who took care of their child when she went out to get drunk with her friends, they both were young and stupid but at least he grew up, she's still a bratty child. "Dad!" The voice of his son, Michael broke his thoughts. Shane lifted his head from the bill sheet and towards Michael, His brown hair all messy and in his face as usual. He was wearing his coat and jeans. His brown eyes sad and dead-like. His boy was a mini version of him. Personality is a bit different though. "Yeah?"

"I'm going to be late for school." Michael said as he shifted his bag to get it on both shoulders.

"Is it that that time already!?" Shane got to his feet before grabbing the keys and made his way to Michael's side.

"Every morning you do this." Michael pointed out, ending it with a hard sigh. His eyes shifted away as Shane kept his eyes on his son, watching those sad eyes stare off made Shane's heart ache a lot. Still baffled and a bit mad that a mother could do this to her child, his mother didn't have a choice. But Kim did. Shane frowned at the memory of holding his teary eyed boy in his arms that night she left. Putting his hand on Michael's head made Michael look up at him. Michael was waiting for Shane to say something but Shane didn't, he just kissed his boy's head and smiled a soft, warm smile at him. "What was that for?" Michael asked while his face turned bright red.

"For being here. I love you Michael."

Michael's face at this point was a color of a cherry. "Love you too dad." Shane couldn't help but to smile at his sons words.

Once in the car they both sat in silence until Shane broke it by asking in a casual way. "So, how's school?"

Michael, who was gazing out the car window turned his focus on his dad. "Okay I guess, my science teacher is really getting on my nerves though."

"Why's that?" Shane asked, stomping his foot on the breaks when coming to a red light. Not many of lights in good old Morganville. He took this chance to glance at his son, catching him in the act of shrugging. "For weeks she's been crying, showing up to class late and just having break downs. My friend asked what was wrong."

When he stopped talking for a good bit Shane pressed on the gas and changed shifts before asking. "What happened then?"

"She just snapped and told her to mind her own business and focus on school more than teachers." Michael slumped back in his seat before he went back to gazing.

Shane wanted to bring up Kim leaving and really talk about it since they hadn't yet. After her leaving Michael just isolated himself in his room, only came out for the basics, even missed school. He hardly talked or even ate. Just a month ago Shane found out about his sons cutting addiction, and now Michael is still trying to cope with things without cutting. When Shane found out his only child was cutting it killed him, seeing the scares on that boys arms was horrid, that's why Shane hopes to chat with him sooner then later at his funeral. The way he was cutting he was bound to go in a month or two, thank god Shane walked in on him while Michael was in the bathroom. "Michael- I want to talk about your mother leaving." Shane started as he parked the car in the schools parking lot. Michael proceeded to unbuckle himself before throwing himself out of the car and closing the door. Shane quickly made his way out to follow his son. They both met at the back of the truck. Michael stood awkwardly as Shane scratched his head before letting out a soft nervous laugh. His laugh made Michael's eyes shift towards Shane. "Sorry….this is just nerve wracking."

With a lift of an eyebrow Michael asked. "What do you mean?"

"I mean…. You never let me get this far on the subject of your mother is all. You'd always run off…. Before I could even get another word out after I say the word mother."

Michael shrugged. "Well I already know what your going to say."

"You do?"

Michael nodded, turned his head to the side, his dead like eyes looking off like they did earlier. "You'll say its not my fault that you two broke up or she left me…..but its not that dad…."

"Then what….?" Shane dared to ask. Michael grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He turned his back towards Shane but didn't leave, he just stood there. Without looking back he added. "If she never wanted me….then she should of aborted me. Its better off that im dead anyways."

His son's words paralyzed Shane's body, head to toe. Is this why he found his son attempting suicide by hanging himself? Or why he was cutting up his arms so much that he lost a lot of blood. Or why he tried to jump out of his bedroom window? "Michael…" Shane let out a shaken breath. Michael turned to look at his father and smiled a little. "Im just kidding dad, sorry, sorry that was a bad joke. Anyways we have a meeting with Ms. Danvers today at three thirty. Don't be late." After that he was off, leaving Shane alone, stunned as he watched his son go. He wasn't just joking. He really meant what he said. And his sons words haunted Shane all the way home.

"Okay class so lets end the lesson here and don't forget test Friday!" Claire Danvers reminded her students before she sat down in her chair. Letting the kids socialize seemed like a good idea this morning but now all she wanted them to do was to keep to themselves. Scanning her computer she noticed a few pictures of her ex-husband that she forgot was there. Water works felt strong this time as they started, thank god the dismissal bell rang. Once the kids were gone she let loose, only to stop at a short time when the first student arrived to her 7th period class. She whipped her face and sucked in a breath only to let it out. She got to her feet before putting on a fake smile, hoping to convince the students of hers that she wasn't crazy.

She just needed to get over the guy already. He was a jerk. Her twin girls deserve a better daddy then he ever was. "Good afternoon class." She greeted after the last kid came in and took a seat. Scanning the room she noticed Michael Collins wasn't here. Odd I remember seeing him talking to an older man this morning. And I saw him around lunch too. "Where's Michael?" She asked. The kid's eyes surveyed the room like she did but no one spoke up. She sighed. When she was about to mark him absent a kid opened the door wide. "Young man what are you doing here? Class has started."

The young man, about 17 came in. "Theres a fight in the court yard!"

Claire lifted her brow in suspicion but when she heard other kids running down the hall screaming like mad she knew it must be true. She looked at her kids. "Ill be back in a minute." With that she made her way to the court yard. Once there she saw two guys going at it. One was small and the other was bigger than her. Claire sped up knowing she had to do something. "Hey! What in the world is going on here!"

The big man grabbed the little man's shirt and lifted him off the ground. When the little man's hair flung out of his face she noticed it was Michael. "You let him down now!"

"Go away! This little bastard has a score to settle."

Claire cringed when the man threw Michael onto the ground. Before the big guy could get another hit she stood in his way. She heard moans and groans from Michael, glancing back she saw him making his way onto his feet. Looking at the huge man she kept her stance. "Young man are you a student at this school?"

"No! but what's it to you!?"
"Well you were hurting my student. I cant let you do that. So now leave before I call the cops on you."

The man snarled before looking right past her. "You boy better watch your back."

"He doesn't need to. The next time you come near this boy you deal with me."

The man gave her a dirty look before taking off. Vampire she guessed. Turning she saw Michael's face all bruised up, he was holding his side and breathing heavy. Inching towards him she gently took his hand. He kept his eyes on her as she surveyed his side and face. "Your father isn't going to be happy about this…."

"He wont know."

She moved his hair out of his eyes. "He's going to be notified once you step into that school, plus he's coming to our meeting. Face it Michael theres no way in hiding that."

Michael frowned, cringing as she skimmed his bloody cheek. "Sorry. Lets get you cleaned up hm?"

"But your class—"

"Can have a teacher watch over it. Now come on." Claire grabbed his hand and led him to the nurses office. There he got bandaged up and his father was called. For an hour Claire waited with Michael. Thirty minutes passed by, about to lose hope of his father coming Claire got up from the chair, when she turned towards Michael she saw him standing as well, and saw him looking past her. She turned to see a gorgeous looking guy coming towards them. His hair brown and shaggy like Michaels. His eyes chocolate brown. And his face had panic written all over it.

"Michael!? What in the heck happened to you son." The man rushed towards his son and looked Michael over a few times. Claire cleared her throat, making the man look over at her.

"Dad this is my teacher….Ms. Danvers." Michael said. The man turned fully around, when he went for her hand she felt shock all over when he held it. He smiled.

"Nice to meet you miss. Im Shane Collins."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Collins."

"Shane please." Shane smirked which made her a bit red in the cheeks.

Michael rolled his eyes. "You two gonna hold hands all day or what?"

She noticed their hands still clasped together. They both dropped their hands at once. Claire turned her attention on Michael.

"So what happened Michael?" Shane asked. She risked a glance over towards Shane. He was really cute, and gosh his touch sent shivers down her spine. To hide her nervousness she went over to Michael's side then stared up at Shane. "He was in a fight."

Shane's eyes widened. "Fight?"

"A man was beating him up….it seemed like they knew each other…"

"Michael…"

Michael shook his head. "She doesn't have a clue what she's saying." He stuffed his hands in his coat pockets then sighed. "Can we go home now?"

"No. we have your meeting." Shane said in a irritated tone. Claire clasped her hands together making both the boys look at her.

"Lets get started shall we." With that they followed her into her classroom.

An hour of talking turned into two. Before Shane left he even asked her to go have some coffee. She said no. she only met the guy after all. Maybe in the future if he's still available then shed go for it but at this point in her life she'd like to just to be a mother of two beautiful girls. After grading papers and cleaning her classroom she finally took off. Arriving at her house 5 minutes later she called out. "Im home!" that instant she found herself being attacked, one girl on one leg and the other girl on the other leg. They looked up at her with big brown eyes. "Mama!" Saki chirped.

"Come see what grandma made us!" Mizuki ordered as she held on tight to her moms hand as they both walked Claire into the kitchen. Seeing her mother made her smile. "Hey mom."

Claire's mom smiled as she made her way to Claire. "So how's was your day?"

"Okay I guess." Claire responded. She picked up Saki after setting down her bag of books.

"Is that your homework?" Claire's mom asked.

"Joy of being a school teacher." Claire sighed. "So why are the girls so hyped up?"

Before her mom could answer Saki pitched in. "Grandma made us some cookies!"

"Is that so…" Claire sighed then smirked at her mom. "You spoil them."

"I do. Im proud of it too." She chuckled, making Claire chuckle as well. Later that night after the girls went to bed Claire was on the computer deleting every picture that creep was in when an email popped up. She read it. She saw it was from Shane Collins. Why in the world is he contacting her?

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-Miki-