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She walked up the snow covered steps to the old building.

She paused momentarily gaping at the huge wooden doors.

This was it, this was her new life.

She was sad and happy, nervous and excited at the same time.

Leaving behind her life in New York was a hard thing for her to do, but staying in New York after the humiliation she went through would have been even harder.

After everything happened that one fateful night at the Winter Wonderland Gala, she ran home to her mother, her cheeks damp with tears, insisting that she transfer to Easton, begging really, and she wasn't one to beg. Her mother quickly phoned the school and secured her a spot at Easton. It was a week later, and the wounds were still fresh, but she hoped that being away from everything would heal the wounds. She pushed open the large doors and slowly snuck inside.

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He sat on his couch slowly drowning his sorrows in alcohol. It had been over a week and he was still mourning, How could he be so stupid? He lost the one thing he truly cared for just because of one stupid temptation.

One stupid mistake.

One stupid public humiliation.

He didn't know where she went or when she would return, if she ever returned. Not even her best friend knew. The only person that knew where she went was her mother, and her mother wasn't telling a soul. He couldn't handle the grief, he wanted her back. He was going to get her back, he had his ways. He would find her.

He loved her.

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Noelle Lange watched the petite brunette slowly walk into Billings. She had to be a new girl, and there was nothing like a new girl to stir things up. Easton had been fairly quiet ever since Sabine was incarcerated and Noelle was looking for some juicy gossip. But what intrigued the most was how this girl got a spot in Billings without even being accepted by the sisters. This girl must be someone, someone powerful and rich. And she must be hiding something if she's sneaking into Billings at 11 at night. Noelle climbed into her bed, and smiled at the thought that tomorrow as going to be a very interesting day. And a very interesting school year ...

Author's Note: Please R&R and if you have any suggestions feel free to let me know!