***First off sorry if its not perfect- its my first fan fiction ever. So please if you have some advice on any way I could make it better. Give it to me. I'll try my best to glide away from Mary Sue- tell me what ways I can change it to make it not like that. Cuz since I'm the author I don't see how its a Mary Sue- so please help me!***

Rae was sick of everything that happened in the last few weeks. How come she had to move here? She hated everything about this place. She hated the way it was so phony, and everyone dressed the same, she hated the whether, she even hated the smell. You know that smell? Like the cheap cleaning detergent that they sold for a buck at the dollar store. It filled her nose, and there was no escape.

That Paige girl was also getting sort of annoying, was she going to have a stocker or something. The only thing she wanted to do was leave. LEAVE this place that came out of some kind of stupid book, no was like her, no enjoyed the things she did. As tough as Rae came off to be she liked doing stupid things- like taking walks in her new special place she found. It was a garden, and she didn't exactly know if she was allowed in there, but it was always worth a shot.

She walked over near a bench and sat down. It didn't smell like that here- it smelt like flowers- the kind that bloomed no where else. She knew she said she wasn't ready to see her mother yet, but being here, in the garden, she could feel the essence of her mother. She needed to take a trip, by herself. But, not yet, just not yet.

Then a shadow came among her- probably no one she knew. No one she knew was like her, and liked to come here, where the world was so different. And also, would anyone be here at this time 1:30 a.m., in this forbidden garden. Wait... the face looked only a little bit familiar. Then the shadow spoke. "Hey, what are you doing here?" uh oh.

"Umm.... I.... umm... just got a little lost." Because it was so dark, she didn't know anything about this person, except for it was a guy because of his voice. And then he turned on the lamppost hanging in the garden. Must have been a company garden or something. The light was shinning on his face. It was some guy from school she had seen in the hallway. He was Hispanic with dark brown hair, that looked black in the moonlight.

"Hard to imagine that you got yourself a little lost by climbing over a fence, by which I may add is locked with six different locks."

Quickly Rae thought up a pretty lame excuse. "Can't help it if a girl walks, and I guess jumps over fences in her sleep. It's medically known as nocturnal enuresis." She just thought up some medical word that had to do with sleep that she had heard before.

The guy started laughing, laughing. "Oh really?" He asked. Obviously the fact that she made up a lie about sleepwalking seemed to tickle him pink.

"What? My medical condition is funny or something?" She asked persistently.

"No." He stated simply, trying very hard not to laugh, but his efforts weren't working. "Its just..." He couldn't giggling, just a little bit.

" Just what? You think I'm lying or something?"

"Its just that bedwetting is usual only common among children age seven or younger." He stated. Oops. Rae thought. This surely WAS embarrassing. Guess I picked the wrong word.

"You just made that all up didn't you?" He asked as if he already knew the answer.

"Yeah. Huh..." She laughed her words nervously. "You caught me."

He extended his hand. "I'm Marco. I thought I was the only one who hung out here."

"Oh thank goodness! I thought you like owned this place or something, and was gonna arrest me or something."

"No, no, no, no. I don't think anyone would trust me with that job. Plus this place has been abandoned for ages."

Rae took a look around. Everything looked flourishing and growing beautifully. "Doesn't look like it."

"Well, I sorta take care of that."

"Okay, well I gotta go." Rae began.

"Well tell me your name."

"Rae."

A sketchy look came upon Marco's face. "Wait... are you that supposed bitch that lives with Craig?"

"Umm.... yeah that's probably what he'd call me."

"Well he's not a very good judge then." He said as he smiled. This guy was sweet.