Hello!

I'm a new author to Fanfiction, but this idea has rolled around in my head and I just HAD to get it down in paper. Anyway, hope you enjoy and if there is anyway I can make this story better. This is going to be a two shot, by the way.

Amy was walking in the park in a black dress, which wasn't normal for her. It was a nice day, with the wind blowing slowly, creating a soft breeze in the air. There was a good amount of people in the park as well, so it looked like a pretty ordinary day to any outsider.

It wasn't.

Amy put her head down so that nobody could see that her face was obviously tear-stained. Her eyes were red from crying. It was Evan's wake, so Amy had put on a black dress and had knocked on his parents' door. It was hard enough already to accept Evan's death, but when his family slammed the door in Amy's face, all the guilt of losing Even crashed down on her again. It felt like someone had just put a cast on her broken heart, and all of a sudden, someone broke it again. And she wasn't kidding when she said it hurt. It really did.

No one knew how it felt when he died. It was so hard, seeing the life leave him. And the worst part?

He didn't even know she was going to dump him for Jake.

The thing was, Amy loved him. She just wasn't, you know, in love with him. By that standard, she wasn't in love with Jake either. She loves him, but Amy believed it took a little more time to actually be in love with someone.

To top of her love life, there was Ian Kabra.

Ian Kabra. He had changed so much when Natalie died. He wasn't the same snob-faced jerk that had broken Amy's heart in Korea. He was still like that sometimes, but that part of him left as quickly as it had come. She didn't know what she felt about him, if she were to be honest. She... Felt good every time he was around him or she accidently touched him. Of course, she felt that way around Jake too. She had even felt that way around Evan.

God.

Evan.

Her eyes watered up a bit, and she sat down on a bench to slowly cry.

So that was part one. What did you guys think? Pm me or review!

Peace out girl scouts!

-TheCahillDaughterOfApollo, or TCDOA