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Here is a better summary for The Road I Chose:

Finley Cohen didn't know what to expect when she returned to Forks, Washington after living in Austin, Texas for five years. She thought that maybe she might meet one or two friends, if she somehow managed to work up the guts to talk to anyone. Or, perhaps she'd join the high school tennis club.

She certainly did not anticipate what was going to occur.

Finley didn't think she would ever meet a guy who claimed to love her, let alone anyone who would remotely like her. She never dreamed that she would willingly set out to sacrifice herself for someone she cherished.

And it never crossed her mind that she'd be put in the situation of having to choose between life and love.

But, as fate would have it, it did happen.

I was trying to be dramatic, but I think I might have overdone it…. -sheepish smile-

Anyway, this summary will probably be updated and changed throughout the course of writing this story, so bear (I hope that's the right version of the word, please let me know if it's not!) with me. Hopefully it will change for the best. Right now I'm just trying not to give too much away outright.


Preface

Life is tough. It doesn't even try to make things easy for you. If anything, life purposefully throws stuff in your face to distract you with one problem while it goes off and wrecks total havoc for you to find the remains of later. Life may appear easy and welcoming on the outside, but it's like an adorable puppy at a pet store. It looks at you with those big, hopeful eyes, tempting you to give in and buy the cute little thing.

Only after you've taken it home and it's peed all over your carpet floors and ripped out the stuffing in the pillows your grandma made do you realize that you got way more than you bargained for. And now you're in way over your head, and it's too late to turn back. Yeah, that's the story of my life. But trust me, my life is nothing like you've ever heard of before. It's the road I chose to take – the one not taken.


I know this was extremely short! Once again, please bear with me! The next chapter is much longer and definately makes up for it, I hope. I just didn't think that they belonged in the same chapter, so I made them separate.

In case you didn't pick up on it, this story is kind of, very loosely, based in a way off of the poem by Robert Frost (I about said Jack Frost, whoops) called The Road Not Taken. I am aware that this is an extremely popular and famous poem, so I'm guessing that there are lots of FanFiction stories with the same or similar name. I didn't actually look to find out. I liked the idea of basing the title and chapter names off of poems, so that's what I decided to do. So, here is The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost in case you are unfamiliar:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.