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CHAPTER 1

She lay there on the bridge, her arm folded under her head. She held a book, Oliver Twist, in one hand, her head resting on its open pages. Her other dangled over the edge of the bridge so that her fingers just skimmed the cold water ever so slightly, sending ripples out over the other wise still and calm lake. On her side, she had one leg bent and the other over the edge. Her flip flop threatening to fall into the water as her toes just barely dipped into the lake.

She closed her eyes, just thinking of him, she could almost hear the old wooden planks of the bridge creek as he would approach her there. She could smell the approaching winter around her and she loved it. Taking a deep breath and opening her eyes she sat up, turning herself in a way so her bent leg rested underneath her. She smiled as the sun beamed down on her face through the cold crisp air. She tilted her face skywards and, with closed eyes, smiled.

He watched her wanting so much to be with her. Wanting to just walk over there and kiss her and hold her and love her. But he knew that that could never happen. He knew she felt something for him, of that he was sure. But he knew no one would ever let them be together. He was the bad boy, she was the pretty princess of this town and to good for him. He sighed looking up to the sky. He loved the cold it was where he felt most at home, where ever that was.

She sneezed, the jolt causing her to fall, everyway but gracefully, into the lake. Hearing her sneeze Jess looked to where she was then wasn't, laughing slightly to himself. Rising quickly to the surface, she hit her head on one of the protruding planks, at the bridge's edge, and sank back down into the water. He stopped laughing when he saw she didn't surface and walked hurriedly over to where she fell in. He jumped in with out hesitation when he saw the red tinted water surrounding her and her body face down in the lake. He grabbed her and moved her onto the grassy hill at the waters edge. Panicked, he attempted to get her breathing again, saying silent prayers that she would be okay. Finally succeeding , he looked at her as she coughed out the water she had inhaled. He examined her quickly, seeing the large gash on her forehead he said to her, "Rory, Rory! Wake up. Stay awake Rory!" yelling trying to keep her conscious. Obviously in pain she said few words but managed to get out "Jess?.. I. Hit. My. Head..." Letting out a painful gasp she began to drift away from him, from the world. He lifted his hand to her cheek and said "RORY STAY WAKE! STAY AWAKE FOR ME RORY!" She only moaned in response.