Lillian was an attractive blond and red highlighted hair and blue-eyed high schoolgirl. She wore glasses even though she did not need them constantly. She worked hard in her classes, but still never received higher than a B. Her love life was not at the tiptop form also, she had one relationship with this one guy, but he wanted more than what she gave him. He was constantly trying to get in her pants, almost constantly, and when she wouldn't let him, he would get furious. But then she moved to a different city and now lived in a two-story house. Her room was the only one on the top, plus the bathroom. She lived in a quiet little neighborhood, which was also close to her school so she could walk, and also lived only two hours away from the beach. She was a junior at her high school, and although she didn't want it but all of the guys gave her their all attention. She did not want to get hurt ever again so she kept herself busy with other things. Some guys were jerks to her, always trying to hit on her, and he was always calling her 'his girl' 'his woman' which drove her crazy, because she didn't like that at all. And another thing was that no one really understood her. They always thought that she was a good girl, and that she did not have one bad streak in her. But that only showed what little they knew about her.

But despite her little streak, Lillian started to enjoy doing yard work for her mother. Her mother enjoyed it also, because when Lillian planted the flowers that she would get, Lillian would put them in the flower bed in beautiful color arrangements to where the plants would blend, or where Lillian would do patterns with them. Lillian also liked to mow the lawn and wash the car. It gave Lillian an extra physical activity.

Lillian had many girl friends at her school, and they would hang out in her room sometimes, and they all lived on her street, so they would all meet in the morning and walk to school together.

two months later

Lillian woke up one morning to her favorite band, but when she looked over, her CD player was not even on. When Lillian got up, she went to her window, which she forgot to close the night before, and looked out. The house next door was also a two story, but the room where Lillian figured where the music was coming from, was not as high as hers. Lillian watched for any movement in the room after a while of waiting and watching, Lillian decided to get ready for school. The song that the player now turned to was one of her top favorite songs. So she decided to sing, 'Its not like anyone could hear me when I am in here getting ready for school, and with the music next door.' Lillian thought as she sang along.

"…How could this happen to me
I've made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again…"

When she was finished getting ready, she said good-bye to her mother, and walked out the door and towards to where she and her friends meet to walk to school. As she was walking past the house that was playing the music, her folder that she was carrying fell from her grip, spewing a few of her assignments and drawings that she had recently doodled, all over the pavement.

"How could this happen to me

I've made my mistakes

Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me" sang a voice from behind her.

Lillian looked up to see a guy about her age, smirking at her when he saw her expression on her face. Lillian never saw him before. 'Did he move in next door, or is he visiting a relative?' Lillian thought. He had short dark hair, which was gelled slightly up in the middle to form a little point. Lillian never really cared about hairstyles like his but on him was an exception. He was well built and was wearing a white tight t-shirt with navy pants. He was an exception to everything that she did not care for on a guy. She guessed that he looked good with those features.

"Y-you…you heard me?" Lillian was shocked that someone heard her.

"Ya when I thought I herd someone singing or talking, I couldn't figure which, I turned down the music to listen." Lillian blushed. "Y'know, your pretty good."

"I'm sorry, I was listening to your music, and it was one of my favorite songs, … I've never really had an audience before." The she started to pick up her papers, and he joined her, picking up her doodles and looking at them, then handing them to her.

"These are really good too"

"Oh, thanks, I never really show anyone my doodles." Lillian said shyly.

"DOODLES! Are you serious, these are just doodles! Wow I'm jealous, I can't even draw a straight line with a ruler!" Lillian laughed at his remark. After they had finished picking everything up they stood staring at each other when a small blush crept onto Lillian's face and looked away.

"Thank you…"

"Justin, Justin (last name)"

"Oh, Lillian Jones" (or a different/better last name) 'Justin huh? Well that's a nice name, it sure does fit him.'

"So, you going Patrick Muir High?" Justin asked Lillian.

"Oh, ya, you?" "Ya, since were going to the same school, wanna walk together?"

"Um, sure." 'Its been so long since I've ever talked to a guy, let alone walk to school with one. I've forgotten how it felt, not to be alone. He is probably the only one that I have shown my doodles to, let alone sang in front of. Wow this feels awkward. sigh . Oh well.'

"I don't think I have ever seen you around here before, did you just move in- I mean, if you don't mind me asking."

"No not at all, you know, I think I can say the same thing with you. I used to live with my uncle, which he still lives in, y'know the house next to yours, but then my mom and I went a way for a year, and now I'm back, but without my mom. And I actually want to stay here, cause I like it here. But this morning, I noticed that my uncle had gotten a new neighbor, because I don't remember you living there when I was here, but ya."

"Ya, I moved from a different city to here. I think I like it here also, but I'm not sure about the school, because everyone here gives me a hard time just like they used to at my old school. But I've learned to deal with it. But I'm sure that you will fit in just right" Lillian said her last sentence with a smile. Justin just stared at her thinking as if he knew her, but from where. She's cheerful even when she is putting herself down.

"Aww, now don't say bad things about yourself, c'mon! Well even though we just meet and all, but I think you're a great person!"

Lillian blushed

"Hey Lillian,"

"Yes?"

"Umm, I know we just met, and all, and that it may seem a little early to say this, but…do you wanna hang sometime after school or on the weekends? Just as friends?"

Lillian was shocked at this, she started to blush, and soon nodded silently.

The rest of their walk to school was a quiet one, until something out of the ordinary happened.