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***** Chapter One *****

Going to a new school is scary. I should know. I've been to many schools. Growing up, my parents forced me to move again and again. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever stop moving.

I pulled into the parking lot of the newest school I was about to start. At eighteen, I was left to fend for myself being kicked out of my parents house, practicly being disowned and forced to try and make it in the real world. I took a deep breath and forced the thought out of my mind. I couldn't deal with that now.

For now, I had to go to school.

It was the right thing to do, and I didn't want to fuck up my chance to actually be somebody. I grabbed my newly bought dark blue backpack from the passenger seat and as calmly as I could, headed towards the brick building's main entrance, my worn sneakers crunching leaves as I walked.

Pulling open the metal and glass doors, I manuvered my way through the throng of students, mentally trying to remember what styles were in fashion, and what wasn't.

"Ah. Miss Turner," a plump woman in her mid-forties, called to me, once I had reached the office. Her graying hair was pulled back and held in place with a clip. For a moment, she reminded me of my grandmother, but once again I pushed her out of my mind and focused on my class schedule she was handing me. "If you have any questions, just let me know, alright?"

I nodded quickly and darted out the office only to realize, I had no idea where to go. Not wanting to look like an idiot, I glanced around and followed the slowly thinning group of students through the unfamiliar hallways.

"You're the new girl, right?" I heard from my left as I paused to look at my schedule for the fifth time.

"Yeah." I replied, not looking up, allowing my light brown hair to fall forward like a sheet, covering my face.

"I'm Rachel." She replied.

I finally allowed myself to look up from my paper, but I didn't expect to be so overwhelmed by her bubbly personality. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her eyes bright with excitement.

"Hi. I'm Stephanie." I finally replied, brushing my hair back over my shoulder. I allowed her to show me to my first class, History.

"So, Where did you come from?" She asked curiously, her toned arms readjusting her backpack from one shoulder to the other.

"Minnesota."

She stopped infront of a door and turned to face me. She opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it.

"This is it." She motioned to the door. "I've got to get to class now." Before I could properly thank her, she spun around and disappeared down the brightly lit corridor. By now the halls were just about empty except a few kids who raced towards their classes afraid of being late. Sighing, I entered the classroom to

see a man in his mid-forties, with short dark hair and green eyes greet me warmly. Glancing around, I noticed a few kids in my class that stood out, one guy in particular sat right next to me.

I could hear slight whispering as I took my seat, and tried to concentrate on what Mr. Baldwin was teaching, grateful that he didn't make me introduce myself in front of the entire classroom.

When the bell finally rang, the guy sitting next to me introduced himself.

"Hi."

Looking at him, I became mesmerised caught up in his hazel eyes, his light hair seemed to sparkle in the light. It took me a moment to react.

"Hi." I replied, brushing my long brown hair behind my shoulder.

He stuttered slightly, surprised. I tended to get that reaction a lot.

"I'm Sean. Sean Allen." He finally replied. "You're new here, right?"

'Duh.' I thought.

"Yeah. I'm Stephanie." I gathered my stuff and headed towards the door, I could feel Sean following me.

"That's cool." He walked down the corridor with me. I shot a few glances at Sean, who looked torn as if he was trying to say a million things all at once, but couldn't decide what to say first. It was then that I noticed that he was taller than me, and well built.

"Listen, " he finally spoke as I found my way miraculousy to my next class. "I'd love to tell you all about our school. Come sit with my friends and myself at lunch?"

For a moment, I thought I saw fear in his eyes, but it quickly vanished the moment that I accepted. I don't know what made me accept his invitation, I always tried so hard to stay away, but there was something about him...

'Don't do it.' I screamed at myself. 'This is wrong.' But I couldn't resist.

Walking up to Sean's table later at lunch, I could see that he was sitting with Rachel, who I had met earlier, and two other dark haired girls who I didn't know. One of the women was as skinny as a twig with dark brown curly hair, glasses, and a remarkable tan. The other was shorter from what I could tell, but still in great shape, with light brown hair. If I didn't know any better, I would assume that she and Sean were related.

Looking up briefly, he saw my hesitation and waved me over. I could feel that I was being watched by the entire school, and gladly sat down.

"I was just telling Julia and Stef about you." He motioned to the two girls I hadn't met. "And you already know Rachel."

I nodded to her and gave her a smile.

"So," Julia started, her light brown hair framing her face. "Sean tells me you're new here."

"Yeah," I replied, picking apart my food nervously. "I just moved here from Minnesota."

"Minnesota? Really? Why did you move here to Little Falls?" Stef asked, brown curls boucing wildly.

"It's complicated."

I did not want to get into it. Bringing up the past was never good... especially not for me. Hopefully, she

would get the hint. She did. I spent the rest of the lunch period answering many questions, like the game that you play where you answer the first thing that comes into your mind.

Over the next few weeks, I became closer to Sean, and most of the school considered us a thing and Julia, Rachel and Stef and myself became best friends. We shared everything with each other.

For me almost everything. There was one secret I vowed I would never share with anyone, and my family was something I rarely talked about. I never went into much detail about that part of my life.

Until THEY showed up.