Chapter one:
Love. What a stupid word. There was no such thing as love. I could see it in my mother's life. My father had left us when I was only one years old. And since then I had seen every kind of guy enter our front door. Some my age others old enough to be my grandfather. She was the worst love mentor, but still I listened to her. Every night I would see her with someone new and still believed that I had a shot at love, someday.
I wish I could say that I found love, but I didn't. Guys are jerks, they are dumb, and think they can get into every girls pants. The easy girls, and even the ones who claim they are virgin's. I would always think that one day a guy would come to me and then BAM! I would know he was the one. Well, no none of it happened.
Here I was seventeen years old and still had no experience with boys, not even a single kiss, no peck, nothing. How lame. Well there was a reason for it. I had a gift. Not the kind that superheroes have like flying or something. It's a gift that I got when I entered high school. The minute a boy would come to me I could feel and see things he had done and things he was thinking, I could see the future. When it happened for the first time I freaked. It was weird, to know what every guy in the room thought of. At first I thought it was stupid and I didn't want it, but then realized that it was serve me good. Real good. But what I didn't know is that it didn't work just for boys. It was for everyone. I could read the future, know the past and read minds. I could see what would happen and sense people's feelings. The cool thing was that no one knew, but my mother, and she used to her advantage. Every time she brought a man home, she asked me to search his mind. But even then it still didn't help her to find the love of her life.
Here I was sitting in class at my usual spot in the back of the room so no one would notice me. The bell rang. 'Silence everyone!' the teacher said as he walked in the room. Our class was small. We were only fifteen, we were in advance math. No one wanted this class but the nerds who wanted to go far in life. There were usually only fifteen desks; just enough for us, but today there was an extra one.
'I would like to introduce to you a new student, he comes directly from Mexico. Mr. Ethan Frost.' Said Mr. Thibault. And all of a sudden he walked in. There he was the cream of the crop. A god! I didn't even have the time to drop my jaw when my friend Justine closed it with a smart comment like always 'forget it. He's out of your league.' She whispered to me now, for one reason, the empty desk had been moved in front of me. And Ethan had stepped closer to me, well the desk, his desk.
I hadn't even noticed that my feet were on the chair in front of me. 'Excuse me? May I have this seat please?' he said looking at me with a nice smile. 'eu...eu...eu...well...ummm...'I said just before I was interrupted 'yes you may, she was just resting her legs.' She said as she pushed my feet off the chair. 'thank you.' He responded.
The class went on with no other problems. The bell rang and dismissed us. I hurried to put my books together and walked out of class, without looking I ran into something, or I should say someone. 'Hey! You could at least watch it! God...' I said as I bowed down to pick my books that had been knocked out of my hands. And then there he was next to me helping picking the papers that had fallen from my binder. 'sorry, I was just trying to find my way with the floor plan of the school.' He said to me as he we stood up in unison. 'I'm Ethan by the way' 'I know you're in my math class, which we just out of. I'm Haley.' I said. Wow talk about a good way to meet. 'Hey! You're the girl behind me in the class. Thanks for giving the leg rest to me.' He said. I blushed a little. I kept walking; I was going to be late to class. And that's when we separated. We didn't see each other for the rest of the day, till it was time to go home.
About a month ago I had finally bought my first car. I loved it. So, I was walking to it, when I saw him, he was in his car listening to music, alone. What the hell was he doing still here? Anyways I had opened the door to my wonderful 1995 Volkswagen. As always I had put my bag on passenger seat, and put the key in the ignition, but all of a sudden smoke started coming out of the front. 'what the hell!' I yelled. I ran out of the car and tried to open the hood. Key word tried. It wouldn't open and more smoke was coming out. 'unbelievable! I can't believe it!' my beautiful car was burning up right in front of me. 'need some help with that?' I jumped; he was standing right behind me with a grin on his face. I stepped to the side and gestured him to give it a try. And there he was Mr. smart pants. He had opened my hood and was now checking things around. 'your car is dead. It's good for the scrap yard.' He said to me as he turned to me. 'so what now? How do I get home, how do I come and go from school now?' I said. It was true; I had no way of going home now, and definitely no way of going to school. There were no buses, and my mother had no car, and no drivers licence. I was screwed. 'well for a start where do you live?' he asked. 'I live near the church on the fifth avenue road. I have no way of getting home.' I told him not to expect an answer. I lived to far away. 'well it's ok. As a matter of fact my car has a passenger seat, and I live on that street as well. So I guess I can give you a ride from now on. He said with a smirk. 'but...no...I don't need your sympathy Ethan.' It was true. I didn't need his help or even his sympathy. Well I did need help right now but not his sympathy. 'well...fine but only for today. And I'll pay your gas, it's the least I can do, thanks Ethan.' 'Hey no problem.' He responded as we walked to his car.
The ride was quiet. None of us talked. Till he parked in front of my house. 'well Haley, it was nice meeting you. And if you ever need something just ask. It would be nice to have a friend here.' He said looking out the windshield. 'don't worry about the friends part, you will find some and sooner than you think. You have everything working to your advantage. The jocks will soon invite you in to their 'Group'.' I said. It was true, he was hot, and muscular, and I am sure he plays sports. It was obvious, soon enough he was bound to have friends. 'Well I guess so.' He said. I opened the door and walked out. I turned just before stepping onto the porch and smiled and waved.