Okay here it is! My new story!

Chapter 1

"Take care of her…."

"We will…."

I watched my parents go out the door and in the car. I was three years old at the time. It was the last day I was held in my fathers arms and kissed by my mom…..

My eyes fluttered open letting in sunlight that shined its way in my room. I slowly sat up, groaning. "Shane breakfast!" I heard a voice from down stairs. It must have been Gracie. I rose from my bed, my eyes widened when they spotted the time on my clock. "Is that really the time!"

I raced to dress myself, I tied my long brown hair up in my usual braid as I rushed downstairs. I went into the kitchen. Gracie was at the coffee maker along with my uncle Adam. He was feeding their three year old son. "Why didn't Lindy wake me?" I asked as I grabbed a piece of toast.

"She said you wouldn't wake up even if she bombed your room. Now hurry ill drive you to school."

"That's okay Grace. Ill go on my bike." I said as I grabbed my bag. "Im staying at Michael's and Eve's tonight right?"

"Right darlin." Adam replied.

"Awesome! Bye! Love you!" I yelled before closing the door. I skipped steps and grabbed my bike. Riding I let myself get sucked into my thoughts. Im thirteen. My parents are no where to be found. They've been gone since I was three. Where are they. I wonder. Since they left I've been bouncing around from place to place. I usually spend time with Adam and Grace. Eve and Michael. Then my Grandma and my new Grandpa. Sometimes I even visit my Aunt Alyssa at the cemetery. I don't mind not being in one place really its just not having my parents here is what bugs me. Usually I would be great but over the years I've turned into a real hard ass. My family says I look exactly like my mother but act just like my father. Which is okay as well. I just wish I could meet them someday….

"Hey!" I heard a loud call. I got focused on what I was doing at the right time, since I was about to crash into my best friend, I swerved my bike making me slam into the bike racks which flipped me onto my back on the ground. I landed it with a loud grunt. I slowly got to my feet with the help of my best friend Sam Glass. He was the younger brother of Ellie Glass. "Are you okay?" He asked. He moved his bangs out of his eyes and gazed at me worriedly. I smiled. "Totally fine."

"Oh great. Sorry about ambushing you but I got word that your in some serious trouble."

"What is it this time?"

"Boys framed you again."

"Shit." I breathed as I heaved my bad over my shoulder. I walked along side him. "I cant believe they're framing me again. If your parents find out they'll kill me."

"They wont kill you. Well okay maybe a little." I rolled my eyes at him and widened my eyes at the school building we entered. There were writing on most of the lockers and the doors. All around the halls. How could anyone do this? I sure couldn't.

"Shane Alyssa Collins to the office now." The intercom called out making everyone's eyes peer at me. As I walked down the hall I felt I was doing the walk of shame or like I was naked. I hate this school so much. They've been doing this since grade sixth. This all started because they choose my friend to pick on and I stood up to the jerks. "Well if it isn't the criminal herself." A sly voice spoke up from behind me. I turned to see my enemy. Chris Cook. What an ass. "And look if it isn't the shit face himself. What do you want?"

He laughed. "Nothing shit head. Just cant wait to see what you'll get."

I rolled my eyes. "Bite me pretty boy." I grabbed onto Sam's shirt and pulled him into the office with me. I let him go with a sigh. "I hate him."

"Well im sure the feelings mutual." Sam said while taking a seat with me. "Cant believe they got you again."

I lowered myself in the chair more, laying my head on the back of the chair. I closed my eyes. "Well that's just the Collins luck I guess." What if my father were here? What would he say? Why did they leave for so long. They were only supposed to be gone for a few weeks. I opened my eyes and sat up straight. What if their dead!? That thought made my skin crawl. I stood up and pulled up Sam to his feet. "What if their dead!"

His eyes grew wide in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"My parents! They have to be! Or maybe they were in a crash and stranded on an island. Or were chased by a bear! Or-" Sam held my shoulders and smiled. "Stop worrying about it. Im sure their fine. Now go on." He turned me around and shoved me towards the door. "Go get your punishment over with so we can get to class." I heard him say. I looked back to see his beautiful smile, his blond locks falling around his face. His blue eyes on me. I gave him a small smile before walking into the principles office. I widened my eyes when I saw Michael and Eve there. "Eve? Mike? What in the…."

"Alyssa Collins have a seat." The lady gestured to the couch that was beside me. I sat down. "Call me Shane."

"Alyssa, I had a talk with your parents-"

My eyes widened. "My parents!? You know of them!?"

"Of course. Their right there." The lady looked at Eve and Michael. Their eyes grew wide as they looked at the lady then at me. I clutched onto the arm of the couch as I peered into the old lady's eyes. "Those aren't my parents. Their my aunt and uncle."

The old lady sighed in frustration as she held the bridge of her nose for a moment before looking at me with such cold eyes. "Enough. You know why your in here."

I stayed silent. Eve spoke up. "She's been accused of graffiti since she was in sixth grade principle. You'd think she'd stop by now if she was caught so many times." I gazed at the two women who stared at one another. More like glaring.

"Maybe Shane shouldn't be here as of now." Michael said.

"No Alyssa Collins have been a pain in my side for the past few years. I don't care what excuses she conjures up, I just want her to stop or its expulsion for her."

Eve stood up. "But that's not fair! She hasn't even done anything!"

The lady glared at Eve. "Mrs. Glass I suggest you sit down and cool it before-"

"Before what!? You expel me as well!? I see what lady you are. You could give two craps about her!"

I watched the three argue. Michael raised his voice. Eve yelled hers off. The lady screamed. I couldn't take it anymore. I got up grabbed my bag and banged the door open, making the grown ups look my way. But I didn't care. I needed to go away. I slammed the door and rushed out, passing Sam on the way. Passing Chris on the way. I hopped on my bike and started riding, anywhere. I didn't care. I just needed to get far away. I needed peace. I couldn't stand the yelling. Memories flooded back as I rode faster. I felt tears invading my eyes but I kept peddling. I couldn't take this! "Shane!" I heard a voice yell. Looking back I saw Sam running after me. I began peddling more, never noticing the truck coming right at me. I felt a hard hit and a slam down onto the side of the road. Arms around me. The sounds of a truck running over a bike. I closed my eyes as I took notice of what had just happened. I just got my ass saved from a huge ass truck. Looking up I saw Sam panting. His face pale and sweaty. His eyes looked warm when they looked down at me. He smiled. "Are you okay?" He pushed me back to give me a check over. "You seem fine." When he tried to get up I grabbed his shirt. He looked at me with a concerned face. "Shane…..hey why are you…crying?" He slowed his words as his hands went on my shoulders.

Pain. Depression. Anger. All of my emotions were going haywire. I felt the tears escape me. I covered my mouth and started crying. I hate my parents. Though I miss them so much. Why did they abandoned me. Why did they leave me!? Why!? Why!? Damn it! I pushed Sam away as I got up and started running. "Shane!" He yelled out.

I cant handle this. Being alone. No parents. I cant! I had in mind that I could go home. But really I never had an official home. I never had a real bedroom. I never had….a house to call mine. I stood in the middle of the Lot Street, hearing the footsteps coming to me from behind. "Alyssa what the hell is going on!?" Sam asked while he laid his hand on my shoulder. I turned and grabbed his collar. "Its not fair! Why do you have parents and I don't! Why couldn't they have stayed! Damn it!" I yelled and started to push him away, but he held onto my wrists. I looked up at him to see his face was calm as ever. He silently took my hand in his and stood by the tree that stood in his front yard. He gently leaned up against it. His arms went around me, tight as ever. "Im sorry Shane. If I could I'd give you them back. If I had that power I would." He cupped my face and stared into my eyes. "You know that." His hand stroked my hair as his lips touched my forehead. I felt hot and flushed all over. His arms held me as tears began again. I laid my head on his chest and cried. I didn't know how long we stood there. But if Sam had any concerns of his feet he kept them silent. His hand rubbed my back as he held me. Eventually he decided to scoop me up in his arms and laid me in his bed. He took off my shoes and covered me up with his covers. He laid a hand on my forehead. He smiled. "Sleep. You need it. Ill talk to my parents. Don't worry about a thing." He laid another kiss on my head before taking his leave.

I blushed and snuggled with his covers and pillows as I turned on my side. His smell in toxicated me. My eyes began to close. His smell relieving me, making me feel so much better some how. Soon enough I was asleep.

Thank you Sammy…..

Sam

Seeing her cry was like a knife to my heart. I hated seeing her cry. When I went back to school I had one thing in mind. To chew out the principle, my parents and to punch the hell out of that ass whole who's been harassing her. "Samuel? Arent you supposed to be in class? We are talking." The lady said when I entered I stared at my parents but then kept my eyes on the lady.

"I don't care. The person your looking to blame is Chris Cook and his groupies. Not Alyssa. She hasn't done crap and you know its real shitty that a principle accuses before getting some goddamn facts!" I yelled. I saw my father getting up and coming to me. I smacked his hand when he tried to calm me. "Don't touch me. You three made Alyssa cry! And I don't care if you are my parents. You make her cry, you make me pissed off!"

"Samuel!" My mom hissed. I backed up, opened the door and glared at them then slammed the door. I made my way to the café, pushed the back doors open and found Chris and his gang. "Chris!" I yelled, getting his attention I walked up to him, raised my fist and punched him right in the face. Hurt my hand a lot but it sure felt good. I backed away a bit. "That's for tormenting Alyssa." I slammed my boot right into his stomach. "And that's for making her cry. Ass whole." I glared at his stunned gang. My feet backed up a bit and I felt my heart race like mad. It hurt as well. When I turned on my heels I felt a sharp pain in my chest making me get on my knees. I felt my breath go heavy. Shit. Not now. "So the little wimp came to play huh?" I heard Chris say from behind. I looked over my shoulder to see him wiping the blood off his nose. "You made a death wish kid."

I got up and turned back to him. I held my fists up in front of me. Ignoring my pain. I stared at him. "Come on bastard."

Chris laughed as his gang surrounded me. He smirked as he came closer to me. "Look at you, your barley able to fight."

"Shut up!" I yelled, throwing my fist towards him, missing. I stumbled a little before I felt a kick that shoved me against the wall. I soon had my back up against the wall. Chris smiled. "Your not even worth it tiny."

I wasn't that short. He was just a slight taller then me. Its not my fault I have my father's height. I rose my fist and punched him in the face making him stagger back. I took that chance to raise my leg into a kick. I noticed his gang members were coming after me. I was about to kick their asses when I felt more pain in my chest. I held my chest as my legs gave out. I felt my breathing go worse. I looked up to see a guy raising a base ball up at me, I dodged it right in time. I got to my feet, staggering a little. I dodged some punched a bit but was slammed into the wall. I gritted my teeth and slammed my elbow into the guy who was holding me down, I turned and turned my hand into a fist as I came in contact with the other persons face. wasn't really a fight. I stared at the members who were down. I panted as I held my chest. My back was turned. Big mistake. I heard a meddle bat get picked up, turning I saw Chris twirling it around. I widened my eyes. I couldn't move. My heart was at its limit. I closed my eyes preparing myself for a hit. When it didn't happen I opened my eyes. I widened them. "D-Dad…." I saw my father holding the raised bat in Chris's hand. I felt my mother's arm around me. "Mom…."

I stared at my father in puzzlement as he snatched the bat and pushed the boy out of the way. He grabbed his collar and pulled him to his face. "You touch my son and I will make sure you wont see daylight kid." My dad threatened before dropping Chris on his butt. He came over to me. I pushed my mother away and smacked his hand away. "I can handle myself!" I yelled.

I saw my dad give me the coldest look with gritted teeth as he grabbed my collar and shoved me against the wall. "You listen to me. Your thirteen, I know your a big boy now, but damn it I will not stand by and watch my son get hurt. Now get your ass in the car before I put you over my damn shoulder." He let me go and shoved me to my mother. She caught me in her arms. I looked at her. She gave me a motherly smile. I frowned and looked down.

I sighed as I came in my room after taking my medicine. I sat on my bed and held my head in my hands. How could I face them now? I had to have my dad and mom rescue me. How wrong is that. I laid down and felt my hand on something. Like a small lump. A lump? Looking over I saw Shane in the spot beside me. I saw my hand on her small chest. I felt my face go red as I jumped away and doing so I fell out of the bed and onto my ass. "Ouch!" I grunted before lifting myself up to my knees. I stared at her. Her face was red. I gazed at how her chest rasied and fell with the motions of her breathing. I blushed again when I looked at my hand and her breasts. I touched her. I covered my nose to prevent blood coming out at just the thought of touching her like that. I shook my head to clear my head. Shower. I got to my feet and went to the bathroom. The water felt great. It cleared my head so well. Coming downstairs I saw my dad and mom cooking. My sister sitting at the breakfast bar doing her homework with headphones on her head. My other little sister, Rosie was coloring a picture. She was twelve. A year younger than me but she acts like she's six. "Mama what's for dinner?" She asked.

"Potato salad. Corn and pasta." My mother answered. I made my presence known. I sat on the third bar stool beside my little sister. "Oh look its my little man."

I glared at her. "I am not little."

My dad rolled his eyes. He seemed back to his normal happy go lucky self. It made me feel a little better. I always hated it when he got mad. It was scary as hell. "He's no man either."

I puffed my cheeks out. "Take that back old man!"

My father smirked at me. Then looked over at my older sister. He pulled off the head phones which got her irritated. She growled. "What the hell!?"

"Language missy!"

Ellie glared at my mom then snatched the head phones from my dad. "Get a life dad. Nobody likes dirty tricks anymore."

"Well excuse me princess. I was just going to ask if your done with your homework yet."

"almost. I still have algebra." Ellie frowned and laid her head on her book. "I hate math."

My dad laughed and kissed her head. "You'll do fine." He went back and stared at me. "Speaking of…..you got any homework to do fighter?"

"Yes he does. He missed a test in English, a lab in science, he has math to do, also you need to write an essay on why you were skipping PE." My mother said. I dropped my mouth at her then sighed. I hate how mothers can know everything about everything. I smiled over at Ellie and rushed at her side, making her jump a little. She looked down at me. "Your so beautiful you know that?"

"No."

"But."

"Do your own homework. And don't copy form Shane."

"But…but….but…."

"No. now go on with yourself."

I glared at her. "You smell like fish you know!"

Ellie's face turned red for some strange reason. She frowned and grabbed my shirt collar. "You little brat!"

"fish girl!" I insulted. My sister and I argued till my little sister started jumping up and down holding up her drawing at us. Her smile both muted us. "Look! I made us!" She giggled.

Ellie let me go and I took the paper with a smile at my little sister. She might have been a year younger and act immature but it seems that I cant really hate her. Just like Ellie. I looked up at my sister. She looked at me. I turned away. "Sorry." I said before trotting out of the kitchen. I got to the doorway when I heard her call for me. Looking back I saw her smile a little. "Don't get your butt kicked next time. Nor let old folks save you. Got it?"

I blushed a little and smiled back. I nodded then left, hearing my parents and sister banter back and forth. I got to my door when I felt a tug on my shirt. Turning I saw my sister standing beside me. She smiled at me and handed me a picture. "I drew it in class today. I thought you'd want it."

I took it and saw it was a clear drawing of me and her. We were hugging. I smiled at it then at her. "I love it, Thank you Rosie."

She smiled then rushed off into her bedroom. I went into mine to see Shane up. Her shirt halfway up. Her face grew red as she looked over at me. She quickly put her shirt down and rushed towards me. "Im sorry. I thought you were still gone….uh I guess ill go." She went to the door but I blocked her. I laid the picture down on my desk and held her shoulders. "Are you okay?"

She nodded. "Thank you. You're a wonderful friend that im so lucky to have." She hugged me. Her smell was intoxicating. My arms went around her as I laid my head on hers. I smiled to myself. Hoping that one day I'll have balls to actually tell her how I really feel about her. I frowned at how she said friend…

Will we always be just friends?

Okay I hope you guys liked it! I sure did. I thought it was a great start. But you guys tell me about it. Is it a keeper or no?

Review! And tell me your thoughts :3

-MIKI-