A/N: I hope you'll like my story…this chapter is just a flashback so; you'll see the plot in the second chapter.

FLASHBACK

She smiled as she inhaled John's sweet cologne. She pulled away and John smiled at her.

"I love you." He whispered into her ear.

"I love you too." She said in her soft and delicate voice. John grabbed her hand and sat down on the bench on her porch. He silently watched the rain pour down. The porch lights turned on and she stood up. "Time to go." She whispered, not wanting to ruin the moment.

"Trish, I'll always love you, always." John said to his high school sweetheart. Trish smiled sadly.

"Yes, and no matter where we go to college, we'll be together." She whispered to him. He nodded and took a deep breath.

"Tomorrow is our last day together, let's make the best of it, ok?" He suggested. Trish loved him so much, he always gave her a second choice, and wasn't pushy.

"Of course." She agreed silently.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, bye honey." John kissed her on the cheek before leaving. Trish hurried inside and to the nearest window to watch John leave. When his car was out of sight, she headed for the stairs.

"Not so fast Young lady!" Came a voice from the sofa in the living room. Busted. It was her dad. "Two o'clock in the morning? Honestly, how can you spend so much time with…him?" Her father asked. He never liked John, in fact he hated John. He hated the thoughts of his only daughter hanging out with him.

"Dad…" Trish began. She hated fighting with her father. He would never understand her feeling for John, if John wanted to propose to her, they wouldn't get his blessing. So be it. They didn't need him anyway. "I love John! Why can't you understand that? I want him! Not those bitches who have millionaires for fathers!" Trish argued.

"Phone." Was all her father said. He held out his hand.

"Dad! It's not fair! Your doing this to tear us apart! I know it! And you know what? It's not gonna work, one way or another, we'll be together and your gonna like it!" Trish screamed at her dad.

"A boy like him has nothing better to do than hit on girls like my daughter, he's not good enough! Now give me the phone."

"Dad! He loves me more than you ever will! I don't care if you hate it or not! I friggin love him!" Trish yelled. Her dad took a deep breath.

"Phone! Now Patricia!" He demanded.

"Stop calling me Patricia! It's Trish!" She screamed.

"Don't tell me what to call you damn it! I'll call you what ever the hell I want and Patricia is the name your mother and I gave you! And Trish is a poor name! But of course that greedy boy gave it to you, that explains a lot! Now give me the damn phone!" Trish shakily climbed down from the stairs and reached into her pocket. She handed him her cell phone.

"George, what are you doing?" Trish's mother appeared.

"Did you know that Patricia was outside with her boyfriend until two o'clock?" He demanded. His wife shook her head.

"Hm that is offally late. But George, kids will be kids." She said as she plopped down onto the couch and looked up at her husband. "Give Trish her phone back too, she's paying for her bill now so we don't own any part of it." She told her husband.

"You too Emily? For god's sake it's Patricia." George argued.

"George, Trish is what all the kids are saying these days, it makes me feel young." Emily said. Trish smiled at this. 'Mom the savior' she thought to herself. George reluctantly handed Trish her phone back.

"Now go to bed!" He demanded again. Trish nodded and ran upstairs to her room. She jumped onto her king sized bed and stared at the purple walls. 'Unbelievable' By Kaci Brown began to play. Trish jumped up and grabbed her cell phone. It was John.

"Hi." Trish answered her phone.

"Hi." He said. Trish smiled. It was amazing that he knew when to call.

"I just had a huge fight with my dad." She told him.

"About me again?" John asked quietly. Trish nodded even though he couldn't see her. She hated that he knew her father wasn't his biggest fan.

"Yep." She answered quietly.

"Oh." He said.

"Ugh, listen, my dad thinks I'm asleep and I'd hate to argue with him again, so can I call you tomorrow?" Trish asked.

"Of course, I'll be home." He told her. Trish smiled.

"Bye, love you." She said.

"Love you too." He said. Trish hung up with him and slid under the covers, but of course she couldn't sleep. She didn't want to sleep because she knew that if she fell asleep, tomorrow would come sooner. Of course she wanted to be with John, but it would be there last time together. She was moving. It was her dad's idea, supposedly he wanted to move into the city. They were in California now, but in two days, Trish would be in New York, just about as far as she could get from John.

But against Trish's will, she fell asleep.

Trish woke up at ten o'clock. She cuddled up in front of the T.V. and nibbled on toast. When 'The Real World' was over, she hopped into the shower and got changed into a black tank top and a Yankees baseball cap. She was also wearing jeans that were ripped at the knees. She sat on the couch and flipped through the channels until the doorbell rang. She jumped up and ran to answer it. John was there smiling with his hand behind his back.

"Surprise!" He said and handed her a dozen roses. Trish smiled and took the flowers.

"Aw!" Trish said and hugged John. "They're beautiful!" She said as she sniffed them.

"But not as nearly beautiful as you." He teased. Trish rolled her eyes.

"Let me put these down and then we can go!" Trish disappeared in the kitchen and returned with the roses in a vase. She set it down on the coffee table and walked outside. "Have anything planned?" Trish asked her boyfriend.

"Hm I think I might have something up my sleeve." He said and glanced at her with a goofy smiled as he opened the door to let her into his car.

"Should I be scared?" Trish asked him. He glared at her.

"Maybe!" He said and climbed into the car. John slipped in is CD. He smiled as he watched Trish sing along to 'Make it Loud.' "Wow, you seem to know it better than me!" John joked as Trish sang word for word. Trish smiled at him and continued to sing.

When they arrived to their destination, Trish's jaw dropped.

"Miniature golf?" She read off of a sign. John smiled.

"I hope your game." He said and then ran off to the place. Trish shook her head and followed. By the time she got inside, John was standing there with two golf clubs and a blue and purple ball.

"I got your favorite color." He said and handed her the purple ball.

"Thanks, you're a real sweetheart." She said sarcastically.

"I know." John smirked. They walked out to the first course, it was a bridge. Simple enough right? Wrong. Trish kept hitting it into the water.

"Damn ball!" Trish stressed out.

"Babe, there are kids here!" John said nodding towards a couple of kids.

"Well this ball is not cooperating!" Trish said.

"Maybe it's you!" John said. "Here," John put his hands over Trish's and bent down. "Watch the ball ok?" They swung and got it over the bridge.

"Yes! Thank you!" She thanked him and moved to the next course. A windmill. "I want to try this one on my own ok?" John nodded and stepped back. Trish aimed for the hole and swung. It hit the bottom of the ball, causing it to hit windmill spinning thing. The ball then flew back and clunked John on the head. John dropped down.

"Ow!" John cried. Trish was laughing too hard at her own clumsiness.

"I'm so." Trish began to laugh again. "Sorry!"

"I love you too!" He joked. Trish kissed him where the ball hit him.

"Let's take a break." John declared. He told Trish to stay right there and then returned with a golf cart. "Come on!" He told her. Trish smiled and hopped in. John drove over the hills and Trish bumped her head on the roof twice.

"Let's do something that involves not getting hurt." Trish announced.

"Ok, I have the perfect thing!" John then drove off. He pulled into a parking lot and helped Trish out.

"Where are we?" She asked him.

"You'll see!" John said and led her inside. It was an arcade. John dug into his pocket and handed her a twenty dollar bill.

"Cash it in for tokens, play games, win tickets, trade them in for prizes!" John instructed as he head off towards a basketball game. Trish smiled and got her tokens. She then went to play games. She started out with a baseball game that she sucked at. But she still got tickets. Then she found a bowling game. She won at that. She kept playing until she had no tokens left. She traded them in for a stuffed dog. John walked up to her with his hand into his pocket.

"For you Madame!" He joked as he pulled a ring out of his pocket. It had a 'diamond' made of plastic and the band was metal.

"How sweet of you!" She joked and slipped it onto her finger. She enjoyed the rest of her day, they went to lunch then to the movies, the mall, and finally to dinner. Trish was really upset that the day was almost over. When they finished, the two were sitting at a child park just hanging out on the swings.

"I'll miss you so much." Trish said as she held onto John's hand.

"I'll miss you too, but we get to say final goodbyes tomorrow right?" John asked, hopeful. Trish nodded.

"I wish I weren't leaving." She sighed. John squeezed her hand, with tears into his eyes. He stared at the sun which was setting.

"I love you so much." He whispered. Trish nodded and stood up. John stood up and hug her. Trish began to cry.

"I'll always love you John." Trish whispered into his ear and cried a little more. Trish didn't want to let go of him, but she had too. All things came to an end. When John drove her home, they sat in his car. They were silent but enjoying each other's company.

"I think I should go." Trish finally said. John nodded. He leaned over to kiss her. After they kissed Trish climbed out.

"See you tomorrow for the final time." Trish choked out. John nodded sadly. "Bye." She whispered and waved to him.

"Bye." John whispered. He couldn't believe it, his first true love would be gone in less than twenty four hours.

A/N- How do you like it? lol I'll update soon hopefully lol.