Hi everyone! I just want to start off by saying that this is my FIRST STORY EVER and that I am VERY new to so you will have to bear with me and my severely lacking computer skills. Sorry about that. But I am pretty excited for this story and I'm ready to throw myself fully into it. But that is only if, people show interest in reading it.

I am putting this under the Twilight Category only because I used Stephenie Meyers idea of "imprinting." But I positively adore the concept of it. I hope nobody will get upset or offended by that.

I apologize for the first chapter being so short but I was rushed and excited to get it posted. I promise the upcoming chapters will be much longer.

But anyways, I'm going to go get to writing chapter 2. So please read and enjoy and if you would possibly leave me a review to let me know how I am doing or to give any advice you have, that would be GREATLY appreciated!(:

I walked into that High School with my head held high like the princess everyone always said I was. I was dressed to impress(like always) in light wash

skinny jeans, a pink and black cheetah prink boho top, black vans, big funky black jewelry, my usual silver spoon ring that my dad gave me, and a "I don't

really give a shit attitude" written all over my face. I had gotten a text from one of my very best friends, Kenna today saying that HE was back in school.

HE being my EX boyfriend(notice the big fat EX) Evan Ryan. That douche bag and I dated for 4 glorious, blissful months filled with some of the happiest

times of my life. Then two weeks ago he suddenly just disappears. He wouldn't return my texts or phone calls and naturally, I was getting pretty worried

so I went to go to his house to see what the heck was wrong and all I got was his mother saying he didn't feel well and couldn't have visitors. I accepted

this excuse for a few days but when I still didn't hear from him I decided to be a bit of a stalker and I climbed up to his bedroom window and guess what?

NOBODY WAS IN THERE! The bed was perfectly made like nobody had touched it in quite awhile. I brushed that off as a possibility that they had him in

another room, maybe to keep a close eye on him what with the sickness and all. But then not two days later, I get a text from him saying, "I can't date

you anymore. Sorry." I didn't write a reply because I didn't feel that he really deserved one from me. If anyone asks, he is DTM(dead to me). I mean that

too. Today in school I refuse to even glance at his stupid self. Today, he will find out what the term "cold shoulder" really means. I walked through the

hall and said my "heys" to everyone and "thank yous" to those who complimented my outfit, stopped and chatted with a few friendly acquaintances, and

then headed over to my wonderful group of friends. When I say wonderful I'm not joking around. My friends are seriously the BEST friends any girl could

possibly have. When I reached them they all said, "good morning sunshine" and I complimented all of their outfits and they did the same for me. Clothes

are kind of a big deal for us, in case you couldn't tell. Then we sobered up and glanced around the hallway with suspicious eyes, looking for HIM.