Chapter One

I came up with the idea for this over the summer. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was riding in the car with my friend and one of her friends and the radio was on, and suddenly I hear "Playmakers" and I learned that it was a restaurant in Raleigh, North Carolina, and suddenly the idea just came to me. I started writing it over the summer- like two paragraphs- and then I forgot about it until a few months ago. Now that I've found my first draft, I realized I'm SO unbelievably happy I didn't use it. It was horrible. This is my absolute favorite thing I've ever written by a mile. I'm so excited about it. I get ideas for it nearly everyday. Okay- I'm now done raving about it. Sorry for bragging. I'm just excited. Alright. Alright. Shutting up… now.

Kelsi Nielson, soon to be Kelsi Jacobs, stared out the window of her fiancé, Robbie's, truck as they drove through the streets of Albuquerque, New Mexico. She hadn't been there since Christmas of her junior year of college, which was nearly a year and a half before, and now she was moving back.

At the beginning of her senior year, she met Robbie Jacobs. He was a like a dream come true, especially since she'd never had a serious boyfriend all through high school. At one time she liked Jason Cross and thought he liked her too, but nothing ever came out of it. Through college, she'd been on a few dates, but she never found anyone she liked enough to go out with a second time. Then she met Robbie.

-Flashback-

It was the second week of her senior year, and Kelsi was walking back to her dorm. She was digging through her bag, and not looking where she was going, when suddenly she made contact with another person.

Looking up she saw that it was Robbie. She had seen him around, but never actually talked to him, since she majored in composition and he majored in theater.

She immediately started apologizing and bent down to help him pick up his and papers, which she had caused him to drop. He bent down beside her, laughing, and put a hand on her shoulder. She looked up and found herself staring into his clear green eyes, and couldn't help but to smile shyly.

"It's okay." He said, grabbing his books and standing up. "I mean…I guess I'll forgive you…if you go out with me tomorrow night?" She thought it was a little cheesy, but in a way, still cute.

She stood up slowly, smiling. "Uhm, okay." She said.

"Your name's Kelsi, right?" He asked. She was a little surprised he knew her name, since not many people did, and she felt good knowing that he had noticed her before.

"Yeah, and your Robbie?" He nodded.

"So…I'll pick you up in front of your dorm at 7:30?" She liked the way he didn't just immediately expect to her to agree to it, and instead said it like a question.

"Yeah, okay." She would have told her which dorm was hers, but somehow she had a feeling that he already knew.

She watched him disappear in the other direction and something in her said she'd finally met the right guy. She involuntarily touched the place on her shoulder where his hand had been only moments ago and a huge grin spread across her face.

"Finally," She'd thought. "I've found the perfect guy."

-End Flashback-

She looked over at him, his eyes on the road, dark and cold, which was now the way they seemed to look most of the time. He looked over at saw her looking at him so she faked a smile.

"What are you thinking about, babe?" He asked, and she relaxed a little. He was in a good mood.

"Just about how different this place looks since I went to school here." She said. "I didn't realize how much I missed it."

"Yeah, its nice." She could tell he was only half listening to her, so she let the conversation drop before she ended up saying something stupid.

She turned her focus out the window and suddenly gasped. "Oh my god." She whispered, without even realizing it until afterwards.

"What is it?" Robbie asked.

"Oh…its nothing." She said quickly.

He looked at her for a few seconds and she forced herself to look in the opposite direction.

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes and shook his head and she nervously bit her lip. She knew that something bad would have happened if he hadn't been driving.

She tried to keep the look of shock off her face, but she was amazed at what she had just seen. It was a restaurant called Playmakers- which was exactly what Jason Cross had called her after the final basketball game of her junior year of high school. She thought it was a strange coincidence- but only a coincidence. There was no way anyone would ever name a restaurant after her.

After a few minutes they pulled into a nice condo complex that had definitely not been there the last time she was.

Robbie got out of the truck without saying a word and slammed the door, making her jump. She got out after him and saw him taking boxes out of the back of the truck. Their furniture was on the way and was supposed to be there in the next few hours, but they had taken some of the smaller things with them.

"Here." He said, shoving a box in her arms. It was so heavy she nearly fell over from the extra weight, but she didn't complain. Of course, their condo was on the second floor, which meant she had to carry it up the stairs. Robbie had the key, so she just sat it down by the door.

Looking around at the place that was going to be her new home, she was reminded of the first time she'd been to Robbie's off-campus apartment.

It was after their third date when things were still good. They layed on the couch and watched movies, cuddling. He hadn't tried to make it anything more, and she was so happy she'd finally found a guy who was different.

"Kelsi!" She heard coming from the parking lot. She suddenly realized that she'd been standing there a lot longer than she should have.

"I'm coming!" She yelled and starting running down the stairs. One of the things she had learned about him a long time ago was that he was very impatient.

"What the hell were you doing up there?" He asked when she got there. "Get another box. We don't have all day."

She didn't say anything back and went to get another box. She knew better by then not to talk back.

As she passed where he was standing, leaning up against the side of his truck, he stuck his foot out. Next thing she knew, she was on her hands and knees on the pavement.

"Well," He said, looking down at her, eyes showing no sign of remorse. "Get going." She looked up at him, his eyes dark and angry, burning into hers, and suddenly she couldn't believe what she had become.

I was planning on waiting until I finished at least one other story to put this up, but I can't. I just can't do it. I want to know if other people even like the idea because more than anything I want to keep writing- but if no one likes it, I guess I shouldn't bother and just keep it going in my head, outside of fanfiction, because no matter what anyone elses response is I'm not going to completely give up on this. I've worked too hard not to. So please, do me a favor and review :)