As I walked into Quil's room, I didn't mean to get into any trouble.
But when he leaves his journal open right smack in the middle of his
bed, he should know how tempting it is to read it. I know that I'm
only thirteen and you're supposed to respect other people's privacy
and everything, but I couldn't stop my curious eyes from scanning the
open page. And I learned something that would affect me for the rest
of my life.
I know it's short, it's a prologue :P. I love reviews :), Once I get a couple reviews, I'll post the second chapter.