This is my first time posting a story on a site like this. So im wanting to see what people think. If this gets enough hits i will post more if not ill have to second guess it i supose. This is only an intro to the story to show the main charecter and what not. this staory came to me in a day dream and thats why rose is how she is. i have been working on this for like 8 or 9 years so im really trying to get it out and done now. the next chapter will have my very first lemon in it! so im working on getting it right. I hope i get at least one hit of intrest in this so i can post the next chapter!

Prelude

Rose Verred is your normal every day 15 year old, high school student. She has black hair that falls somewhere below her shoulders and it tends to be a bit unrulywhen it comes to staying nice and neat.

Of course black is not her natural color but don't tell every one around her that. Rose has dyed her hair black for as longas she can remember. Like most girls her age she likes to day dream about the love of her life and what could be. She always wishes life could be a fairy tale.

Life for Rose has been easy enough, she does ok in school and seems to stay invisible for the most part. There are a few people she calls her friends the speak in school and eat lunch together, but that's really all they do. Rose never sees them out side of school but she is ok with that.

Every day feels much the same to Rose, wake up during the week always seeming to be in a hurry. For the life of her she can't seem to ever get up at the proper time for school. Always setting the clock with thirty minutes extra just so she can get to school without getting a pink slip.

On the weekends she stays to herself either reading or taking a long walk inthe woods or the cemetery. Maybe that's why her school friends never wanted to hang out with her. You see Rose lived in a big old house that was situated next to an old cemetery.

When people would find out where she lived they would always ask "Wow, don't you get freaked out? You know living next to that cemetery and all?" She would always reply the same way to them. "No, why would I be? It's not like the dead are just going to wake up and come get me you know. They are dead after all." The truth of the matter was, Rose loved the peacefulness of the cemetery there was hardly ever any one there unless they were burying a loved one.

Rose loved walking in the woods by her home, there were actually two sets one behind and one down the way where she walked through to get to school. On the weekends on the sunny hot days she would walk for hours in the woods where the sun was dimmed by the canopy and therefore not as hot.

There was a pond out in the woods where she would sometimes just sit and watch the forest life come and go taking no notice of her. The days spent alone in the woods where Roses favorite days. The peaceful tranquillnes of it all gave her time to dream about her fantasies.

She would lay under her favorite tree and dream for hours of a tall dark blond man. This was her dream man she never saw his face or heard his voice but it didn't really matter she enjoyed seeing him in her mind all the same.

The dream was always the same she would be walking in the woods and he would emerge out of the darkness to her. Always the same, slowly walking towards her a hand stretched out in a loving gesture to embrace her. As always when he was just close enough to touch her eyes would open and she would sigh a heavy sigh that it was only a dream.