Duncan opened the cover, it was a sky blue boor with a hard cover and a band that held it shut. The first page had a picture of a little blonde girl and a woman in a hug, Logan saw it too "That was her mother, she was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen" Logan said looking over the picture. The next page was a list of foods, and calories, the date on the page was marked 6 years earlier, she was 11.

"She was on a diet of 1000 calories a day" Duncan said looking over the information. Underneath was her writing, it was a mix between print and cursive and thought it was unique and Rachel.

Mom finally called, just 4 more pounds and I get to go home, Yippee o and since you're a book you don't know that, that was sarcastic. They send me to this hell hole for a year and a half and they expect me to be happy. Just because they are allowing me to come home. Well I guess they are approving of me, I was looking in the mirror this morning and I didn't recognize the girl in front of me. I have a cold, and I don't know if it is normal or a side effect from the weight loss. Why don't they love me?

Duncan could feel the tears in his eyes; She grew up never knowing true love from her parents. No wonder she was always so hesitant to letting him in, to letting him love her. He passed through the pages that were filled with drawings, stickers, articles, and tabloids. There was one in there of her and Logan on a movie set, the caption read adolescent movie star brats. Logan smiled at the article on one of their many pranks while living on the set.

Duncan flipped through and found an article on the day of her parents funeral, she posted the picture of the mangled car from the crime scene. Then there she was in a black dress, a scared, 15 year old Rachel, hand in hand with an older man whom he thought was her grandfather, and Peter.

I cant believe their gone, what am I going to do? I have no one, I have Peter and Grandpa but that doesn't seem enough. Grandpa lives in Poway and I am to go live with him, who made that arrangement? O yeah my parents bloodsucking attorneys. Those little leeches want me as far away from them as possible. And then there is Peter, if someone told me that my freshman year that I would be dating a senior I would have laughed. God what does he see in me? We have been dating four months and I already feel like he is trying to suffocate me. I finally had to tell him I cant have sex until marriage as part of my religion, Ha what a laugh.

She wrote like she was writing a note to someone in class, like she was talking to her best friend. He went on flipping forward more, and stopped when he saw a picture of her with Peter. She was smiling in the picture but Duncan could see the true sadness in her eyes.

Peter Is taking me out to dinner tonight, good we will be in public, I don't think I can last much longer. What happened? He used to be so nice, The last time he hit me, he smiled, the fucker smiled. I am so scared, what am I going to do? Okay I will just put my foot down. I will tell him "Peter I want to break up" yes I will do it tonight.

The next page Duncan knew all to well it was the crime scene photos of her in the hospital bed, Logan gasped. A tear fell from his eye, she looked so powerless, so innocent.

It hurts like hell, I cant move my left arm, good thing I am right handed or else I would go insane in this damn place. I don't remember what happened but this is what I can piece together from what people tell me. I remember breaking up with him and I could see the look. His eyes turning inward and that smile, that fucking smile. He got up from the table and casually walked over, and punched me. That is the last thing I remember, the witnesses say that he continued to stomp and beat me until he had about five waiters pull him down. What did I do? Why do I deserve this?

He flipped through more and read about the trial, he got one year in prison "One lousy fucking year for beating the shit out of me in a public restaurant, wow I love this country." Then he flipped to a picture of her and her grandpa when she was little maybe 8 or 9. They were in front of an oil refinery and the sign in the back read "Larson Oil."

"What, I thought her grandpa lived off of her parents" said Duncan in shock.

Underneath the photo was an article. 'Oil Tycoon, Howard Larson, Died after a three year struggle with lung cancer, he leaves his company an estimated 8.2 billion dollar worth to his 17 year old granddaughter Rachel Larson. Rachel has been absent during this present time and cannot be confirmed for a comment.'

Neptune, the Greek god of the water, wow lets just say he must have been one hell of a god for them to choose his name for this place. This place totally beats Poway and your right next to the beach how cool. I have been here a total of four days and I have already surfed one of the best waves of my life, ate some of the best food of my life, and met one of the hottest boys I have ever seen. Now usually this is where girls draw little hearts with his name in it and write things like he is so dreamy but me and sentimental crap like that don't mix. But he is nice, and I think I know him from somewhere; he has this cute ego where he thinks he is famous. We grabbed some coffee and talked for a while, at the end he asked me out again. AAAAHHHH! What am I getting myself into?
Duncan smiled, he felt the same way after that day, she was just as scared of a relationship as he was. He flipped to the back knowing what the rest said, then he got to the last page.

Duncan I hope you find this, I am so sorry and I want you to know that I never meant to hurt you. One day you will know the whole truth and I hope you can forgive me.

It was scribbled really fast and parts where hard to make out. She must have done it when she was packing.