A/N: I love this movie and the idea's been stuck in my head for about a week so I decided to give it a try. (shrugs) I know you're probably tired of all the 'girl joins gang' stories, but I hope this story is different than the others.

Disclaimer: It's an awesome movie/book but alas, I was born about 9 years after the movie came out so I couldn't possibly own it. XD

Prologue: Introduction and a New House

Hey, my name is Lily Rose Levantine. I'm twelve years old, but I'll be thirteen in a few short months. I have long dusty brown hair that I usually keep down and greenish grey eyes. I'm a bit on the short side, but I'm pretty much you're average pre-teen.

I've lived in Evergreen, Colorado all my life, but my small family is currently in the process of moving. I really don't know why we have to move just so my parents can be closer to some family friends. It makes no sense to me. But anyway, as I was saying, we're moving to Castle Rock, Oregon.

Needless to say, I'm not too pleased.

"Mom, do we have to move all the way to Oregon?"

"Don't worry sweetie, I'm sure you'll meet some friends and then you'll love it in no time." I wasn't looking at her, but I could practically see the fake smile on her face.

"Yeah right..." I muttered under my breath. I knew she didn't really care.

Once my mom was facing foward again, I turned to look at my sister and see how she was holding up. I smiled softly as I watched her move a bit in her sleep. Angeline Rena Levantine. Nine years old, beautiful, and my little sister. Her short dark brown hair framed her face perfectly. After a minute she opened her hazel eyes and smiled when she saw me.

"Hey sis, are we there yet?" She asked quietly as she woke up. I turned toward my dad.

"Are we?" He smiled.

"Just about so hang in there a little bit longer." I couldn't help but smile. My dad was the only one of my parents who genuinely cared about me.

I suppose I should explain.

You see, when I was about four years old, I had been playing outside when I wandered over the the small forest near our yard. Next thing I knew, I slipped and tumbled down a hill, muddy and slick from rain the previous night and I passed out.

I must've landed a bad way, because when I woke up, I was in a hospital watching my mother cry endlessly while screaming something about my legs. I had then looked at my legs and didn't notice anything different. So, confused, I got out of the chair in the waiting room and started walking over to comfort my mom.

That's when I realised what she ment.

Not three seconds later, sharp pains went shooting up and down my legs and down I fell onto the floor with my mom becoming more of a wreck. Later on, after the doctors had looked at my legs and checked a few things, they told my parents that the fall severely damaged my legs and I was lucky to have been able to stand at all.

Over time, because of the fall, my leg bones hadn't strengthened as much as they should've. So, to this day I can't walk for more than a minute without my legs collapsing on me. I've learned to just do the small excersises that I should and avoid standing as much as I can.

Since then, my mom has been different around me. As if the fall had completely changed me as a person. I think that she's just ashamed of me for being wreckless and falling down the hill in the first place. I don't get it. I just want her to see that I'm still her daughter. She just doesn't want to.

My dad, on the other hand, still treats me the same. In fact, I think he's treated me even better since that day. I'm glad.

Angeline has always treated me like a normal girl. She likes to think that one day, mom will truely love me again. I personally don't think so, but it's nice to dream.

"We're here." I heard my dad proudly say.

I looked out the window, and sure enough, we were now driving through the town to our new house. Once we found it and parked in the driveway, Angel immediantly jumped out of the car and stretched her legs from being cramped in the car so long.

She looked at me for a minute and I understood what she was thinking. She felt bad because I couldn't exactly do the same. I shook my head and smiled.

"Don't worry about me, go inside and pick rooms for you and me." She smiled and nodded as she disapeared through the now opened door.

I waited patiently and sure enough, my dad walked up to my door and lifted me out of the car, carrying me into the house. As we disapeared inside, I could've sworn I saw a concerned look on my mom's face.

A/N: I hope that was good for my first try at a Stand By Me Fanfic. Don't worry, the boys will come into play in the next chapter. I already have the next chapter written, but I'm just waiting for you guys to give me approval to post it. If I recieve positive comments, I'll post the next chapter, and if I recieve negative comments, then I'll delete the story altogether.