Chapter 1

I was the new girl in town and I was already hearing things and seeing things i wasn't used to. I moved here, to Rosewood, form California so imagine how big of a change that was. We moved to a house that apparently still had a lot of junk in it from the people that used to live here and most of it was in my room. I know sometimes people are in a rush to move but alot of this stuff looked like it was from the same person, like they were trying to hide it from wherever they were going. I needed to find out more about this but how could I? Oh of course, I'll just ask someone at school or maybe someone in the neighborhood could inform me. There's got to be some other teens here but in the maen time i guess I'll just let the movers do what they want with it; obviously whoever left it wanted it not to be found. It's sad, we're new here and still moving in but my parents are basically having me do everything since they're so busy. I feel so alone sometimes, but i get through it.

So the next day my luck came because I was walking outside to grab some more boxes and i noticed this girl with a big gift basket in her hand. Once i got a little closer I introduced myself and realized she was staring awfully hard at something in one of the bins that were left here.

"You want that?" I said wondering if she would say something about it. "Maya St. Germain aka new girl." Lame I know. Once i got closer to her i felt strange, but a good kind of strange; i realized how beautiful she was and I just had to get to know her.

"Hi I'm Emily, welcome to the neighborhood." Her voice was adorable.

"That's a pretty big basket," I said assuming it wasn't from her.

"It's from my mother," she informed. Of course.

I smiled then said to her,"That stuff was in my room; you can have whatever you want." I said that hoping she'd tell me something because she seemed pretty drawn to it.

"It all belonged to Allison," she replied. BINGO!

"Was she a friend of yours?"

"She was a long time ago," she replied. She looked a little disturbed to say that but not upset, so i figured I'd get her to tell me more.

"That's all i get; no details?" Yeah now that i think about it that was a little to pursuasive.

"There were 5 of us that used to hang out, but not anymore," she said hesitantly. Yeah this was a sensative subject to her, I could tell, so i changed the subject.

"Would it be outrageous of you to help with our last few boxes?" I was hoping her coming in might make her tell me some more about this Allison chic, plus i was lonely.

"Yes," she joked, "but i don't mind." I laughed because i knew she couldn't resist.

So when we went inside I asked her what happened between her and Allison and she said I ask alot of questions. Allright forget about the girl because now my focus is on the beauty standing in front of me.

"Fine, my turn; ask me anything," I said hoping she'd ask me something personal so she'd feel the need to respond back with something personal. Now that i think about it, was this Allison thing REALLY that serious? She noticed the picture of the guy on the dresser and asked me about him.

"Is this your bf?" she asked sweetly. O.K let me just say I don't even know why I still had that picture. We were over once i found out i was moving.

"His name's Justin," I said technically not even answering her question. The more she spoke the more i adored her.

"My boyfriend's name is Ben," she volunteered. Mmhm, I thought to myself.

"What's he like?"

"He's a swimmer, like me." O.K either she didn't really like this guy or she wasn't willing to volunteer anymore info. Either way finding out she was a swimmer was great. Her body was amazing so i had to let her know.

"I bet you're good; you TOTALLY have the body." She did a little smile and i knew she was shocked but I don't know why; she's beautiful. She then noticed the movers backing up the truck and wondered what was up. "My mom's a cellist; they're building a studio."

"Do you play?" she asked.

"Yeah, but not the cello." Again why did i say that? But enough questions, I had to see her innocent side and I knew exactly how. "If you're a big jock, does that mean you'd kill me if i smoked a little weed."

"NOW?" she said alarmed. I'll never forget the shock in her face.

"Only if you don't want me to."

"Where are your parents?" she asked seeming worried.

"Relax they're out." After I said that she seemed more calm. Perfect.

"Go ahead," she insisted. It's cute how she gave me permission.

"You wanna join me?" I asked having a feeling she wouldn 't decline.

"O.K." she said kinda nervous. Aaw she was a newbie.

"First time?" I asked sweetly.

"NO," she said sternly. I gave her a look though and after that I KNEW I had her.

"Yes," she admitted. This was gonna be so fun, I thought but immediately after thinking that i started to think about how beautiful she was again and I thought this would be more sexy than fun.

"So I'm corrupting you." She looked at me like she liked the idea but it kinda caught me off guard, so I immediately asked "Are you okay with that?"

She laughed and said "Yeah i think i am." That feeling came again but I couldn't hint anything to her cause i didn't want HER to get caught off guard. So i let the feeling pass and got the blunt ready. While I did, she stared at me with such innocence in her eyesand it was killing me.

"You amazed," I joked.

"Was i staring too much?" she asked innocently.

"No, no it's okay. I think it's cute." WHOOPS, I wasn't supposed to say that out loud.

"Cute?" Emily questioned.

"Look, I'm not even high yet and i'm saying these things." I needed to be more careful cause neither one of us was out of it yet. I got ready to lite it and asked her,"You ready?"

"I'm a little nervous," she admitted.

"Don't worry, I'm here to guide you." She looked up at me with a smile but it wasn't a nervous smile. Why does she have to be so damn adorable right now. Maybe this was a bad idea. "I'll take the 1st hit then I'll let you try."

"What if I don't get it right?" she asked nervously.

"Emily this isn't tryouts. You don't have to get it right the first try. Gotta get used to it." That joke seemed a little off...

"You're right," she said calmly. Maybe I should've just joked around with her instead cause she is just too damn adorable right now, LIKE A LOST PUPPY! I really need to calm down before I say the wrong thing. So I lit the joint and blew out the smoke. While i was doing it I realized how much Emily was looking at me, but not like staring, like she was amazed. I know she thought I looked hot which means I went with the right plan after all. "Your turn." I handed the blunt to her. "Don't worry, you'll do fine. I know you will cause you stared at me the whole time I was doing it." Emily blushed. I KNEW IT! She looked at the joint before taking a hit and looked at me deeply. "Just look at me. Don't even think about it," I said calmly to her. She nodded then took a hit but started to coughing barely seconds in. I patted her back so she wouldn't choke. "It's okay, I had the same reaction. You'll get used to it will be easy like this." I took the joint, had a hit then let it out. She stared at me in amazement again. Was this a dream? "You wanna go again?"

"NOO!" she said immediately.

"Guess it'll take you longer to get used to it but i won't bug you." I flicked the joint out the window and thought NEXT TIME! I can't wait for her to get used to this cause i really wanna see how sexy she looks doing it. Just gotta wait. Then we both smiled at each other. Tomorrow I'll make my move.

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