Chapter One: Weird Friends and Witty Wyatt.

"Callie? Callie!" I opened my eyes and felt Mariana shaking my body.

"What?" I asked tiredly. I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed.

"It's time for school, you have to get ready." She walked into the bathroom and left me in the room alone.

I searched into my drawer for something to wear. I picked out some dark jeans, a purple tee, and some black combat boots. I combed my hair up in a ponytail and left my bangs down.

I walked downstairs and saw everyone already at the table. Jesus skateboarding around, Brandon looking normal while eating pancakes, and Jude having fun with some syrup. He knows I hate when he does that. I sat next to him and grabbed the syrup.

"Really?" I asked.

I grabbed some toast and filled my plate up with food. I got up and went over to the coffee machine. I grabbed a mug and poured me some hot coffee. I sipped the hot liquid and instantly I felt awake. I looked up to find everyone staring at me like I had two heads.

"What?" I asked. Starting to get freaked out by everyone's stares.

"You did that on the first day you came here." Jesus said.

"Cool." I said simply.

I nodded and sat back down. That wasn't really a memory for me to be excited about really. We have to walk to school today, so everyone kinda ate quickly. We all put our dishes in the sink and grabbed our book bags. I walked out the door first, ready to get this school day over.

"Hey! Why are you walking so fast?" I turned and saw Brandon walking along side me.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm ready for this day to be over."

"I'm sorry, for bothering you." he retorted.

I sighed. 'You're not bothering me. It's just I don't freakin' remember anything. I can't remember what classes I have, who were my friends, or Liam."

He blew out a breath. "I'll help you, okay. Trust me."

I nodded and kept walking until a shinny black motorcycle came up next to me. A tall boy with curly blonde hair took off his helmet.

"Hey Callie. You wanna ride?" he said.

I was going to answer but Brandon put his arm in front of me. "Wyatt, she's walking with me."

He didn't even let me have an option because he grabbed my hand and dragged me away.

"Brandon!" He didn't release my hand but he turned around.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked. I tried to ignore the tingling that was flowing throughout my hand that he was holding.

"I'm sorry, I just didn-" he started but someone interrupted us.

"Hey, why aren't y'all in school? Your going to be late." We quickly removed hands and I apologized to Lena.

She eyed us for more than a second and walked away, leaving us alone. His fingers still brushed against mine and I could feel my heart rate speeding up. Yeah, we definitely had something going on before I lost my memory.

"Um, I going to go." I walked away from Brandon and walked into the school. I turned around to see him still staring at me but I noticed a girl with blonde hair on the other side sending daggers at me.

Ex-girlfriend maybe? She shouldn't be jealous, because its nothing going on between us. I haven't even broken up with Liam yet. I walked into my first period class and waited until writing class was over.

I didn't do much because first I hate writing, second I didn't listen to everything he was talking about, and third I hate expressing my feelings. Wow, how do I pass writing classes?

"Callie!" I turned around saw Wyatt jogging towards me. "I didn't get to talk to you, because your "boyfriend" dragged you away."

He laughed when he said boyfriend. I sat down next to him and started eating my sandwich.

Wyatt and I must were close because he could make me laugh or smile with anything he said. Wyatt told me how we were close because we were outsiders looking from the outside or something like that. I was listening but I was also thinking about other stuff.

"Do you know what happened between Liam and I?" he starting choking on his coke. He turned towards me with wide eyes.

"Callie? I don't think you want to know about him." he looked so unsure to tell me.

"What's so bad about telling me?" I asked. Did he die? Or kill himself?

"Let's just say he did something really really bad."

I was going to answer but the bell rung. I got up and threw away my trash. "I guess I'll talk to you after school." Wyatt nodded and walked away.

I walked into my third period and sat away from everyone. My thoughts consumed me for the rest of the day and I walked back home. I greeted Lena since Stef was still at work and the rest of the kids were practicing for a ball or something. I walked up to my room and started searching on my side of the room. My bed was a complete mess after I was done and I didn't'even find anything except some homework assignments. I looked inside my drawer and finally something caught my eyes. A blue journal was sticking out. I flipped through every page and saw writing on each page. I sat down and started reading each page.

Dear Diary,

Today my writing teacher keeps asking me to write an assignment about a hard time in my life, but I can't think of anything. Well Liam..but I DON'T want to think about him. Ever since he did that to me. It was so wrong. When he made me strip down out my clothes and when his clammy hands touched me. I can't get that memory out my mind for nothing. I will always remember who the first person was to take my virginity. I was only 14! I never thought he would do that to me. He even told me that "I'll never hurt you or judge you. I already know everything I need to know about you." ... Well, i'll write in you tomorrow, I've already expressed enough. I have guitar lessons with Brandon. We are really getting closer. :)

Tears were rolling out my eyes and dropping onto the book. I closed it and stuck it back inside the drawer. I got out my phone and dialed the one person I knew I could talk too.

"Hello?"

"Wyatt? Can you come get me?"

"Yeah, I'll be right over." I hung up and waited until I heard the roaring of his motorcycle. I grabbed my phone and walked out my room. I told Stef and Lena where I was going before leaving. I fastened on my helmet and wrapped my arms around Wyatt's toned stomach. I laid my head on his back and in the distance I could see Brandon looking straight at me. His lips curled into a frown and his hands all balled up.

I can't. Not now, I don't have any memories of us. Right now, I just want to start new memories. I snuggled into Wyatt a bit more, and I know who I wanna start them with. Someone I'm not forbidden to be with.