Well this is a re-write of Survival of The Fittest Psycho you can say. The same events will happen, maybe a little changed.

I hope you guys like this. Please tell me what you think. i want honest opinions, not INSULTS but a crucial review!

I want this story (version) to be more detailed on Jack and Vanessa's relationship, their beginning, their feelings, their surroundings. I feel that i didnt explore their story enough and hopefully i will do it in this re-written version=)

Thanks for reading oh and by the way i will still keep Survival of The Fittest Psycho up. It all depends on how good or bad this version turns out.

Note: This is how the story will be formatted.

Chapters one through 20 will be told in Jack/Vanessa's POV. 1-10 will be their teenage years. 11-15 will be their relationship years later and chapters 16-20 will be about their years apart from each other. From chapters 21 and on, it will be told in 3rd point of view.

What is it about that emotion that drives even the sanest of men insane? I think hell would be a better place to be in than this. And to think you use to say that is not going to happen to you Jack Napier. Shit was I wrong!

It all started in high school, 10th grade to be exact. First day of school and what not, I was a fresh fish in school… all because mother decided to move to a new town. On the other hand, was it because I ditched my parents? Heck well… all I know is that their 5feet underground now!

Anyways, I get my schedule and walk to my first period class,

"Science… great, I wonder what I'll get to dissect today!" I comment to myself. I open the door to the science lab… damb why did not I turn back.
From the moment that door opened, I spot the most beautiful thing before me. There she was, long black hair and big brown eyes, small to my advantage. What a doll… beautiful beyond words. She stared at me as I walked to my seat. Two rows away from her on the same line.

You have better things to do Jack… do not waste you time on a girl. Yet somehow, you did…

For sometime, that is all that would happen. We would just see each other in class. That is the only class I actually looked forward to. Just to get a glance at doll face. I had better things to do than chase around skirts.

To survive life, one must crush anything that is gets in ones way. My parents were gone, I was alone and a man by the name of Vincent was the only one there to help me in my time of need. Well so called… of course in this life nothings free… expect for laughs. Like I always say everything's better with a smile!

I wondered if doll face ever noticed me… what she thought, what she felt. I tried my best to figure her out by just analyzing her during science class. Yet nothing… however, I did notice that she would sometimes glance at me as well. That solves on of your question's dumbass.

I knew we were bound to talk… we were in the same class for shits sake! Yet it seemed as if we were never going to talk. Why was I so freaked out by her? Why couldn't I just talk to her?

Then… that's day came, the day that hell broke loose.

"Today class you will be paired up with a partner for a science experiment. It will be your choice on what to do the experiment about but you must use the scientific method and explain it in full details. In other words, I want nothing but college level work. Both your writing and equipments"

"We're only sophomores," That annoying girl named June pouts.
"It's better late than never. You'll thank me when you get to college" This is the same guy that complains about his job with the other teachers.
"Jack Napier and Vanessa Castillo" I froze when he said our names in the same sentence. I could do nothing but look at the chalkboard. Even though I would have killed for this opportunity to be near her, I was not ready… fear got the best of me. You don't fear guns yet you fear this girl? I am starting to believe what the folks use to yell at me Jack you are insane!
"Vanessa change places with Sarah so that you can begin discussing your experiment plans with Jack" Sarah picks up her junk and changes places with doll face. I could not bring myself to look at her, so I kept my gaze on the chalkboard. From the corner of my eye, I see her, with her gaze on me. I slowly turn around and look at her. There she was the beautiful thing…

"What did the cat get your tongue?" I ask sarcastically.
"I'm sorry Jack" Were the first words she said to me.
"Didn't you mother ever teach you that staring is rude" I reply.
"I apologized okay gosh. Did you eat nails today for breakfast or something?" I chuckle at her comment. Oh, I knew she was my kind of woman ever since day one!
"You should try them sometime. I hear it's healthy for you," She giggles.
"Why were you staring at the chalkboard? We're you lost or something?" She asks.
"That word doesn't exist in my vocabulary. I'm not like the rest of the world," I inform her.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Why should I tell you what I mean?" I chuckle. Leave her guessing Jack…

"Just asking you idiot," I could not help but chuckle at her reactions.
"Oh I knew I'd like you from the first moment I saw you Vanessa," I said to her, she seemed to be confused by my words.
"From the first moment?" She asks.
"Since the first day of school I've noticed you," I confess to her.
"And you've never talked to me?" She replies in anger, much to my surprise.
"Does it look like I'm a Don Juan; I have better things to do than chase around skirts"
"Oh really...?" She replies.
"However, I knew that eventually you and I would talk… after all we are in the same class. It makes sense don't you think?" I answer in a calm tone.
"So you have a point but what made me so worthy for you to notice me?" She asks to my surprise.
"Do you want me to cut that tongue of yours off?" I reply… as if I would actually confess to her that she is beautiful to me.
"Oh I'm so scared," She says sarcastically. We both could not help but laugh.
"Let's make that our science experiment. Torturing creatures by dissecting them," I suggest… hoping she would accept.
"That's sounds fun Jack" She replies.
"Of course it is… torture is what I do best" I cackle.
"I can tell… you just tortured me with your bad jokes" She jokes, making me laugh. Normally, I'd punch someone for that.
"you're lucky I'm in a bad mood today" I cackle, she smiles at me that taunting smile of hers.