I do not own YYH or any of its characters.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Prologue:

I was always a little odd in my life. I was always the one left out, the leftover, the loner. It kind of sucked, but then again, it wasn't so bad. My elementary school days weren't so bad. I was still a loner, but I had made friends in the fifth grade - Patricia, Emily, and Lina.

In the middle school, I was starting to have a little bit more of a social life. It was waaaaaay better. I was always considered as the shy, nice girl. But in the seventh grade, I started to get a bad- girl rep. It was kind of fun, in a twisted kind of way. I was also getting a bit more mature. I always was a more mature than any other of my friends. I had passed the 'boys have cooties' phase before I even realized it. I always thought guys were the greatest, and they were so outgoing to me. Even if I did think guys were the greatest, I never actually got a liking for anyone of them. I was different, and I had to accept it. Until that one fateful day . . .