Hey guys! We,*ahem* my sister and I, is writing a story together for YOU! I am canzie's sister, and I'd like to say this is my first story but that would just be a lie. This is from a book "Just Once" But it's for Mature so I do not advice readers (we read by "mistake") but we'll kick this thing so it's for you guy's age maturity or something like that. Though it's still rated M. Enjoy. Blossom's pov then Brick's. Don't get lost and remember to keep up!

This is the result of when an unmovable object

Meets an unstoppable force.

-The dark night

With my fluffy slippers, I came down the satin carpeted hallway. I wonder what my dad had called me down for. My caramel brown eyes looked around the hallway, just observing the scenery, waiting to reach my destination. I walked into the grand room where my father was waiting.

"Hello father." I said. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, Blossom. How have been your studies at school?" He asked.

"Oh, it's been wonderful. My teacher has told me I'm the best in the class. That other kid, Dexter, couldn't believe it when I got the award 'smartest student.'" I boasted.

"Oh wow that's good to know." He said, his red hair swooping down in front of his eyes which were framed with glasses.

"How has your work been doing?" I asked. He has been working extremely hard for that raise.

"Oh! I'm so glad you asked! I've gotten that promotion I wanted. I'm, um, going to New Orleans for it." He said. My eyes widen in shock.

"New Orleans! But Daddy! I don't want to stay with Mrs. Grouter! Can't I just go with you?" I asked.

"Oh, It's ok darling, you won't need to come with me, your going to move in with your new husband." He said with a small smile. Wait…what?

"Wha…What do you mean? My new husband?" I asked outraged.

"Honey, calm down. See, my boss has a son, and after a few cups of wine, we came to an agreement that if you marry his son, that I'd get my promotion." He said.

"Wait, What? You sold me? For a promotion?" I asked. Tears started to whelp up in my eyes. I turned away, my tears showed a sign a weakness and my father hated that.

"I didn't sell you, I gave you marriage. You obviously weren't going to pick anyone for a mate so I—"

"Got me an arranged marriage? Dad, how could you!" I said turning back around. The tears rolled down my face.

"Uhg, I can't believe you're crying." He said turning around. "Listen, I did this for the good of us! You don't want to stay with Mrs. Grouter do you?" He said.

"I don't but I'd rather!" I yelled.

"Don't raise your voice at me! Remember your place!" He yelled back. I glared at him with teas still rolling down my eyes.

"Now if you have calmed down, the wedding will take place in New Orleans, before he takes you to whatever homes he wishes. Ok?" He asked. I slowly nodded my head, shock setting in that I was sold to someone I don't even know. I turned on my heels still trying to maintain my pride that I lost.

I went up to my room to start packing. I sat down on my bed and realized I was going to leave Virginia to go to New Orleans. I shook my head as I finished packing.

I will never trust women again.

Here I am, walking through the streets of New Orleans. Well the bad part anyway. You could see drug-dealers in one place and drunken people over there. Anyway back to the reason why I hate women, her name was Jessie bell and she was the most beautiful girl I ever met. She had come in on a boat like any other person, into our cozy cabins. She had tricked me. Made me think she loved me and actually cared for me.

Then one day I was working out in the field, cutting wood. When I came back in the afternoon, they had told me she had left. But that's not all. She had left her 13 year old girl here too. And took all my savings. They had told me something like she couldn't take care of her child and she would appreciate it if I didn't hate her for taking my money and that she loved me and missed me. PLEASE! I know the difference between those kinds of people but still I rather not go through that.

So now, here I am, looking for that same woman who left me, the one with golden blond hair and darling blue eyes. A winning smile and a heck of a body. But no. Instead of her being in my loving arms with a great family she decided to leave her self-conscious child with a heart- broken man. Well this heart broken man's gonna find you!

Just then, while I was walking by a theatre ending, and people walking out in fancy clothes, I saw her. Jessie Bell! I got you! I quickly ran after her. She seemed to morph in with the crowd and I seemed to sand out like a sore thumb. Me wearing my raggedy old clothes and warn out shoes. What was I doing in the fanciest part in town? Finally I caught her by the shoulder. She turned to look at me.

"Exsuse m'?" She asked.

That's… not Jessie Bell.

Yep, that's chapter one. Please review! I hope it's not to copy written because I'm not using the book at all. So hope y'all enjoyed!