A/N: Hey! It's Krystyn. I've been having a little trouble with this fanfic. Hope I got this Ok.

I know it's weird, but do NOT flame! I WILL sick Glorfinddel on you!! grr

Hey, my name's Kayla Patterson. I'm sixteen years old and in my senior year at high school.

I'm in the heart of New York. I'm five foot eight, have dead straight brown hair, and piercing

emerald eyes. I'm the fastest girl on the soccer team, and am one of the few seniors that are

good at science. Except for Peter Parker. I think he's the only real competition in the class.

The rest are fakers. I think all their reports are done last minute and found on the internet.

Oh, my best friend is Peter. All the rest think I'm retarded or something. I think their jealous

that I get higher grades than them. Mary Jane's ok, I guess. Peter thinks she's awesome.

I say she doesn't deserve him. I mean, she totally ignores him. Ok, I'm done now.

Well, the thing no one knows about me, is, I'm a little like Peter in a way. In the fact that I

am part hawk.