She was broken when they met. She had been torn apart repeatedly; everyone she had ever trusted or cared about had betrayed her. She was not beauty queen, not by any means. She had a bad side, but she tried not to let it show…. Her name was Amu, she had dark brown hair that reached her shoulders in thick waves. Her eyes where a bright shade of green, but changed to blue when she was very happy. She didn't find that out until after she met him. It wasn't until after my best friend move away did I realize that it wasn't worth it to live in my mother's house. A cold place filled with hate. The only reason I was even there was for Lillie, my two year old little sister. She is my world, she is the strings that keep me up. I feel as though I am her puppet. She can twist my strings, make my laugh or cry with only the twist of her finger. So I moved in with my dad, it was great at first. I only arrived a month or so into the trimester. People where kind, all of my classes where easy. Soon enough the trimester was over. It seemed to go by way too quickly. So after finals and the rest of the week, I started second trimester. It was maybe three days after the trimester began and I got a schedule change. I wanted to take German instead of French… It changed my algebra class just the same now instead of 2nd period Bell, I have 5th period Caffey. I remember walking into class early and picking one of the open seats. (No one was in yet but ) What I didn't know was that, that seat would change my life. I met him.