This is my fist Fanfiction so please be nice, but I still want constructive criticism. I am pretty happy with this story; so enjoy! Btw: this one is in Ava's pov. It might change throughout the story though

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no matter how badly I wish.

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Most fantasies start with a sweet beginning like "once upon a Time," but my fantasy started with everything but a sweet start.

My name is Ava Baker. I grew up in a small house on the border of Connecticut that was filled to the brim with chaos, anger, fighting, and depression. All my life my mother was sick, so my sisters, Dana and Lacey, and I would mainly be under the watchful eye of our mother's boyfriend, Roger. My sisters remember our dad the most, since they're older. He walked out on us soon after I was born. I don't care much that dad walked out, that's his problem, but for as long as I can remember mom's boyfriend has always been like our step in father. We love him. He is really sweet and funny, and he seems to know everything.

Unfortunately our lives were put on hold when mom got really sick the summer before sixth grade. Dana, Lacey, and I had to be shipped away for school. Lucky for Dana she had been accepted to a collage in Colorado so she got to come home every now and then.

Meanwhile Lacey and I went to Dlareme Boarding School in France. Don't get me wrong, France is amazing, but I had been hoping to see mom and Roger more then nine times through middle school. They didn't even come to graduation!

Lucky thing for me too, while Lacey and I were walking to our gate at the airport this adorable guy walked up to me and took my hand. I got lost in a daydream of me and him. I could just imagine it: I'm lying on the beach; my brown ringlets are blowing softly in the wind behind my shoulders as my green eyes reflect the ocean. Then from the water, he walked out, shaking the water out of his dirty blonde hair. He lifted his arms to wipe away the saltiness from his and his muscles flexed showing truly amazing biceps. Just then he spoke and brought me back from Fantasy Land. "Cheri'," he said with a strong yet gorgeous French accent. "Call me anytime." He kissed my hand and placed a card with something scribbled on it. I wanted to melt in his arms until Lacey grabbed my forearmed and shouted "Earth to Ava! We need to board the plane!" May mystery man smiled and walked away.

"So?" Lacey asked me midway through our flight there. "So what?" I put my book down and scanned my lap for the book mark. "So, you gonna call him?" Lacey had on her "he's so hot" smile. "Maybe," I replied "Why you askin'?" She glanced at me in a way that said "If you don't, I will!" I slowly patted her hand before whispering "honey, he asked me... not you!" she swiped her hand out from under as I giggled softly. "Well, why let a perfectly gorgeous guy pass you by? Gosh, Ava, sometimes you can be so stupid." "HEY!" I retorted quickly and with unexpected anger. "I never said I wasn't going to call him." "You mean you will? Oh well." Lacey got sad but quickly perked up. "Well I might call. I'm not sure yet." I bit my nail but decided it wasn't worth tearing since I had just gotten them done.

that's the end of the first chapter. btw; i got the name Ava by wicked4rentfriend