True Love Runs its Own Course
Prologue
The boy, no man, risked everything for me. He became one of them just to protect me. I could never ever forget that day, that the man I was in love with took my place for something so horrible, just because he loved me. It wasn't the everyday type of love, no this kind of love ran deeper than that. It was more of a true, irreplaceable, and unbreakable kind of love.
Chapter One
Today is the day, I thought excitedly in bed. This very day I would finally be able to drive. I have finally saved up enough money to buy a decent yet used car. I showered, changed in to my American eagle jeans and my blue Delia's shirt and blow dried my hair. I ran down the stairs, ok more liked stumbled down. My father, Charlie was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. "Morning Bells." "Moring dad, don't worry about picking me up after school, Alice is going to drive me, and so I can go and pick up my new car." "Ok, at least let me drive you to school for good old times' sake." "Of course, and don't forget to turn on the sirens as we go down the road," I laughed. He chuckled and returned back to his newspaper. Life with Charlie was simple, we both liked quiet and we were both completely content with not filling the silence with talking.
As soon as we were both done with breakfast, we hopped; well I jumped and missed, into the car. I was joking when I was talking about turning on the sirens on our way to school, but apparently he thought I meant it. When he finally pulled up to the school my face was fire engine red. I was completely petrified, I looked out the window, (yes, wow what a shocker) everyone was starring. Just as I got out of the car, a small black blob went racing by me and hoped into the passenger seat. I half groaned, half laughed. "Alice, get out of the car!" I chuckled out. "Don't let your panty hoses get into a twist, I was just saying hello to your darling father," she said as she was getting out of my dad's patrol car. Just as my dad was pulling away, one of my other best friends Rosalie was walking towards us saying "You know your dad's mustache completely reminds me of cat whiskers or a squirrel for some reason." "Ha-ha, no, not even close, its suppose to remind you of handle bars smart-ass, that's why his type of mustache is called a Handle Bar Mustache," I said.
Rose gave me the bird laughing. Alice and I then both started cracking up. She just glared right back at us. The bell then rang and we all hooked arms heading into the building. Once inside we all split up, heading towards our separate classes. The tardy bell started to ring just as I reached into my locker. "Shit." I grabbed the first book I could get my hands on and started run. Just as I rounded a corner, I ran into something hard. I fell back landing right on my tail bone. I silently cursed in my head all the profanities I wanted to shout out. I looked up and glared at the person in front of me that just smirked and laughed.
