Sorry to all the fans of 'One of the Boys,' I got stuck and the story stopped flowing. I have decided to write a new story, with a new plot, new characters, and new romances.

Enjoy! BTW: I own Kasey. I am also going to include songs that I was listening to while this story is/was developed. This is just the prologue to the story; I thought you needed the background info to the relationships.

Music:

Thriving Ivory-Angels on the Moon

Unhappy

Runaway

The Weepies- Hideaway

Can't Go Back Now

Antarctica

311- Speak Easy

Gavin DeGraw-unkown song

Giving love

Linkin Park- Breaking the Habit

Skye Sweetnam-Shot to Pieces

It is strange how people change over the years of their lives. I don't believe that anything could have changed anyone as much as what I have gone through in the past year. In January I developed a staph infection from a sliver in my hand. The staph infection caused the disease known as Bacterial Endocarditis. Bacterial Endocarditis causes the inner layers and heart valves of the heart to become inflamed and swollen. It infects the heart valves causing the heart to receive no blood flow meaning no white blood cells get to the infection to fight it off. I tend to have high fevers and irregular heart beat. Once I was diagnosed, immediately I began receiving the antibiotic treatments and within months my heart was healthy and I had not fallen into the twenty-five percent of people who die from this disease.

The sons were supportive of me through the whole ordeal. They brought me homework when I did not have the will to go to school. Now a year later I am cured and ready for senior year. About the background with the sons, I moved into the house next to Tyler when we were both five (by that time the others were six), when their parents told them that there was new kid named Kasey living next to Tyler they immediately came to investigate. When my mom opened the door the little three-foot-two Reid demanded to see "Kasey" my mother pointed and told them the second door on the right with a bit of a giggle. Much to their surprise a little girl around the same age as them was sitting in the middle of a bright pink room playing with Barbie's. I remember clearly Reid saying "Why are you in Kasey's room?" The awe on their faces when I told them that I was Kasey was priceless but Reid being Reid, he had to break the silence "Ew Kasey is a girl, I don't like girls. They have cooties." (Funny how people change). They thought I was a boy because of my name. The next thing I new was we were all playing with my Barbie's, well Reid was more or less ripping the heads off my dolls. That was the first day of our close-knit friendship.

When we turned thirteen we all were in puberty, theirs had more to it than the traditional male adolescence, you know powers and all, mine involved getting to wear a bra and the "time of the month." Even through this we remained friends and were able to laugh at each other, like the time Reid decided to like girls in front of the whole class, if you get what I mean. The guys were behind me when I wore khakis and my monthly visitor came to say hi. They offered me sweatshirts and to walk me home. The next adventure for us was high school.

Freshman year Pogue and Kate started dating and we were supportive, in the end she became my best friend. We would shop while the boys went to Nicky's and played pool. Even though Kate was there I remained the boys bestest. I began to get close to Reid through our common interests. Soon enough I realized that maybe my feelings toward Reid were more than just friendly but not reciprocated. I never let those feelings show because I knew that it had the potential to rip the group apart. Tyler somehow had 'extra' superhuman powers and could tell what I was feeling. At the end of freshman year I was still the shapeless girl that was not noticed by the one she liked in no other way than his closest friend.

I came back, after a summer vacation in the Caribbean with my family, the Golden blonde with the hot body. It was true I had lost weight while I was gone but I didn't think I looked that different. Kate flipped the day I moved in because of my new super girly exterior. When I saw Reid I was shocked, he was no longer the slightly pudgy blonde that could not control his hair but a toned swimmer with tamed hair. I had hoped with my new look that Reid would look at me like more than his best friend but I was wrong. I felt like he had a halo around him that was shattered when a girl walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek grabbing his hand. I will never forget what he said to me next, the thing that made me realize that he would never look at me any different, it was just a shallow "hey" I know it doesn't seem like much but when you have liked someone for so long and they say that when you think things are going to be different it kind of devastates you. That is when I began immersing myself in things that got my mind off of Reid that is when I began to build sets for the plays. One day I was building the balcony for Romeo and Juliet I got a small splinter in my hand. When I got back to the dorms I thought that I had gotten it all out but it had broken in my skin. Within the next week the staph infection had started its course. This is what led up to the disease.

The day I had to tell the boys what was wrong with me was the most nervous I had been in my life. I was worried that it would change things between us. The breakdowns the boys had were all different; Caleb asked the questions about the disease, Pogue called Kate to tell her and told me that I have to get better, Tyler sat down on the bed next to me and said everything was going to be all right, and the one that surprised me the most was how Reid sunk to the ground with tears lightly streaming down his face. Reid stayed at my house with me after the boys left he wanted to talk about everything he missed from my life over the last year because he had the feeling like he was neglecting me. I told him it was everything was going to be okay. I refrained from telling any of them that I had a twenty-five percent chance of dying even with the antibiotic.

I was lucky the antibiotic was working. When I stayed home the sons came to visit me as much as they could, I like to think that Reid tried to see me more. About half way through our junior year I was still at home and Reid came to visit me. He had broken up with his girlfriend. I told him I was sorry but on the inside I was exploding with joy. Reid and I had reconciled our relationship but I still refrained from telling him that I liked him and had liked him for years. It remained this way till I was healed.

It is now the beginning of senior year and I am different, more mature I would like to think and I never let a day go by without taking full advantage of what it offers for me. My new frame of mind hit me when my parents took me to California the week before school started. I was now walking to my first class, which I had with Reid, fully prepared to tell him about my quite large crush on him.