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This is the next chapter of Letting Love Win.... Kara and I hope you like it!! Not much to say, but I do want to thank all of the reviewers who 'support' this story!! We appreciate it greatly! I do want to ask that you only review this story if you have something nice or useful to say! Unfortuently, on my other story, I've been getting some pretty nasty and harsh reviews!! And, I'm greatly disturbed by them.... so please be kind and considerate to everyone!!- this doesn't include to all the reviewers, and if it doesn't pertain to you, then God Bless Ya!!!!!!! Well, on with the story!!!!

(Jamie point-of-view)

It was my first day of school at Beaufort High, literally. My father decided that we would live in Beaufort, instead of going back home. Ever since my mother died, we'd go to Beaufort every summer to just relax and get away from it all. The house that we lived in contained many sad memories of my mother; like sometimes I can still smell her perfume that she would always wore or whenever my father would make spaghetti, I would remember our Friday nights- spaghetti and a movie. My father knew it was time to put the past behind us, so he decided it'd be best to just live in North Carolina and leave the memories behind.

Over my stay at Beaufort, I met my first love, Landon. We spent so many days just on the beach together, watching sunsets, and loving every minute of being with each other. Unfortunately, I never got the chance to know where he lived. The decision to stay here was a quick one, and since I had already told Landon that I was going back to New Jersey, he thought it'd be best to not see each other for the few days I had left at Beaufort. He thought that it might help with the pain, if we didn't think about each other so much. But to tell you the truth, I feel absolutely horrible. Now I'll probably never see him again and he'll never know that I stayed in Beaufort.

I got ready to start my day at school. I wasn't much of a crowd-pleaser since most people thought I was absolutely absurd to think highly of God. I knew this would probably be another year that I would be picked on, but I tried to think about the positive things, like: I'd be starting fresh, with no past to haunt me. People never take the time to get to know me, and their first instinct when they see me is to think of me as a geek. I was never popular or looked on as the pretty girl, but I liked how I was just fine and nobody was going to change that.

Luckily, when we made the decision to move here, there was a gorgeous house for sale, at a reasonable price. The house was magnificent with two-story's. It had beige color siding and white wood framed around the windows. So, we went home for a few days to pack-up our things and prepared ourselves for the move. When we returned I knew for sure that I would never see Landon again, surely he was on vacation, like I thought I was.

My father's already left to go to his interview for a job. He's a minister, so it shouldn't be hard for him to find a job, since there aren't many ministers in this day in age.

I put my favorite blue jeans on and a flowery top. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail like I always wore it. I loved my hair. I loved the color of it and how it looked so graceful in the wind. That's what people tell me, anyways. They always comment on my natural highlights and how it glistens in the sun.

I grabbed my schedule, keys, supplies for school and I was on my way. The school was only about five minutes from my house, so I knew I'd make it there on time. Before leaving my car, I took a few minutes to observe the school. I was large with many windows and two levels; it was a dark, red, brick building. And the windows covered half the school. It reminded me a little of a penitentiary, and when I thought of that- I became frightened. I didn't know how strict this school was, and I certainly didn't want to find out. I faced my fears and got out of my car to start my day.

My first class was English, my favorite subject. I walked into my homeroom class, and took a seat. As I was organizing my supplies, a girl with short blonde hair and overalls came up to me. The girl had a high-pitched voice as if she was still twelve. She held her car keys in one of her hands' and a book in the other. She wore no makeup, but she was still very pretty.

"Hi, my names' Sally. You must be new here!!" She said excitedly with a little wave of the hand still holding her keys.

"Oh Hi", I replied back, extending my hand for a polite handshake. I had learned to have faith in people. Unlike when I first met Landon, I hadn't opened up to him and luckily he hung around. This girl seemed nice, what had I to loose? "My name's Jamie."

Sally gladly shook my hand and sat down in the seat next to me. Besides Sally and I, there was only one other boy looking out the windows that filled the classroom.

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I was halfway through the day. Luckily, Sally had all the same classes that I did. Soon it was time for lunch and she offered me to sit at her lunch table. I gladly accepted it, considering I didn't know anyone else in the school. She brought me over to what she called, "Lunch Table 7".

" Hey guys, this is Jamie, she's new here so I thought she could sit at the table with us", Sally responded to her friends upon arriving at the table. She introduced me to everyone and they all seemed very nice. 'This day wasn't so bad after all,' I thought. I had friends, and very nice teachers. This was going to be a great year.

Eddie's voice interrupted my thoughts.

"So Jamie, what did you do this summer?"

"Well, I came to visit Beaufort for the summer, and my father and I decided to move here.... umm..." I said trying to recap on my summer's adventures.

"Oh! How could I forget, I met this boy.... Oh, gosh. I think he was my first love!!," I said turning to Sally. We both giggled at this. We were getting along famously! I knew we'd be the best of friends.

"So how did you two meet?" Sally asked me. Obviously, she was the only one at the table who was paying any attention to this topic.

"Well, we met one day on the beach, I was building sandcastles, and he asked if he could help. I was a little nervous because he looked like the type that just used girls, if you know what I mean, so I kinda just ignored him, but he kept talking to me and trying to get my attention. Eventually, I just gave up and started talking to him. He turned out to be very polite and charming. I said he could help if he wanted and we began our castle- building. After our castle was built, it started to down poor, raining like cats and dogs. I wasn't going to leave the beach, because I loved the rain, but I thought he most certainly would. It turned out he didn't leave, and just watched me as I pranced in the heavy rain. He asked me if I would dance with him, and I couldn't say 'no'. He was too genuine of a person. I knew I had fallen for him! And everyday after that we saw each other. Until, I told him that I had to go back to New Jersey; that was the original place that I lived."

Sally nodded signaling that she understood and wanted me to continue.

"After I told him that I had to go back home, he was really disappointed. I knew he had fallen for me also. He took the news really hard and told me that maybe it would be easier on us if we didn't see each other any more. He couldn't go thought the pain of me leaving. I understood and we didn't see or speak to each other the last few days of my stay. My father decided last minute that we should move here, and I never got to tell him that I was staying here."

" So what was this boys name?" Sally asked with anxiousness. As her smiled grew bigger and bigger by the minute.

"Landon, Landon Ca...? Car? Cir?" I trailed off; I couldn't remember his last name!!!

"Carter" She looked surprised. At that name, a bell in my head rung!

"Yeah, Landon Carter!" I answered, with excitement. With that name said, the whole table turned and stared at me. I was getting quite uncomfortable under their bleeding eyes.

"Is something wrong??" I questioned. Everyone turned back around and continued what they were doing. I turned to look at Sally and she wouldn't look me dead in the eye.

"Sally, why's everyone so weird-out by that name." I asked uncomfortably.

"Umm..." She cleared her throat. "Well..." She couldn't find the words, as hard as she tried. She quickly looked down at her ham sandwich. "Want to go to the football game with me???" She said shyly.

I nodded my head with excitement, not even knowing that my life would change drastically after that football game.

Ok, that's the chapter!! I hope you all like it... Kara and I put alot of time into it!! And please, don't mock us in the reviews!!!! God Bless!!!

Cali