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I am new at this writing thing at least on this website, so please if you enjoy the story review and tell me what you think about it, and I will try to have the first chapter up this weekend.

Baby S

Prologue

Taylor McKessie lounged around her living room in her pajamas watching television and simply relaxing, it was the last week before she had to head back to East High for her senior year and she was going to enjoy her last week of freedom before she returned to her usual intelligent self. One of her favorite soap operas was on that she had begun to watch while she was away at Science Camp earlier that month. She rolled her eyes when she heard the doorbell, which had cut off the male character declaring his never-ending love for his wife and family. "Girl, I would be all over him." She mumbled as she checked the actor out once again ignoring the bell for a moment waiting till the show either went to commercial or to another storyline. The doorbell sounded again, and she groaned and got up walking out of room and heading towards the front door. Opening the door she frowned when she realized who it was. "What are you doing here?" she asked with open hostility.

"I wanted…no I needed to see you." He said softly as he bent his taller frame down a bit so he could see her eyes; she looked around him and shook her head. "I know I shouldn't be here."

"You're right about that you shouldn't be here." She said firmly as she pushed him back, he closed his eyes and a rush of air escaped his mouth, right before he reached up and grabbed her hands.

"I can't take that right now…I can't take your hands on me."

"Then let me go." She exclaimed her eyes flashing with conviction, he nodded and released her hands and pushed his own into his pockets. She watched him for a few moments before speaking.

"What do you want?"

"Can I come inside?" he asked pleadingly. Taylor sighed and then nodded opening the door wider so he could enter. Rubbing a hand through his hair, he walked into the hallway and turned around and looked at her. She closed the door and leaned against it watching him wearily he had to know that she couldn't control herself if he was around her for a length of time. They had hardly spoken to one another through out the summer unless they were in the company of friends, and part of that was by her own doing. She feared what would happen if they spent time together. To put it simply she feared herself when she was with him. He made her a different person, and she wasn't sure if she liked that person at all.

"What is it, just say it and get out." He turned around at her words and looked her over with love filled eyes.

"I love you."

"You have a weird way of showing it." She said dismissively, he rolled his eyes and shook his head for a moment before replying.

"Don't be like that with me Taylor." He said sternly before walking over to her and grasping her shoulders. "Don't be like that with me." She looked at him for a moment before shaking her head.

"I can't trust myself when I am with you." She whispered brokenly as she looked at him before shaking her head and stepping back and ducking under his arm and walking back into the living room, he followed behind her and grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his body and held her against him. He closed his eyes as her body molded to his he had always loved that feeling of having her close. He searched her eyes for a moment before bending his head and capturing her lips with his. They stood in the living room kissing silently before he pulled away and rested his forehead on hers as they both tried to control their breathing. She looked up into his eyes for a moment before lowering her head down to his chest and wrapping her arms around his middle. He lowered his head onto hers and rubbed her back. "Troy, what does this mean?"

"We'll figure it out." He murmured as he bent his head and captured her mouth with his again before gently pulling her upstairs to her bedroom.