A/N: Here is the prologue which is giving you an idea of how Theresa is at age sixteen, 12 years after the 'murder' hint. Plz, once again tell me what you all think.
Prologue:
Theresa walked down the halls stoically ignoring the bustling students around her. She wore her usual worn blue jeans with holes, black converses and a white cami under a blue zip up hoodie, her hair up in a messy ponytail. Everyday, or what seemed like everyday, her mother would try to convince her into wearing at least one of the skirts she bought for to school, but failed miserably. Theresa was comfortable in what she wore and wouldn't dare be bothered with a girlie girl skirt unless it were for Sunday church which she was attending less and less these days.
"Theresa, hey!" exclaimed Whitney, who in Theresa's case was always over excited about nothing. She ignored the light skinned African American popular tennis player every chance she got and said nothing when the girl tried to speak with her.
At around age seven the girls had drifted away from each other. Whitney with her practices and Theresa always away in her room, they had lost touch and separated. Joining the 'troublemakers' of the school, Theresa had pretty much stayed away from everyone she used to be friends with, that meant no prissy wannabe tennis player or football jockey Noah Bennett.
Whitney finally caught up with the irritated Hispanic girl, breathing out heavily, "Phew, didn't you here me calling you?" Theresa shrugged, not stopping to chat. Whitney kept walking, keeping up with Theresa's fast pace.
"Did you get the homework from Bio, I was caught up with Brad. He is so cute, I think he's going to ask me out, don't you?" Said Whitney so fast, Theresa barely understood what she was saying...when she was actually paying attention to the prissy tennis player. She shoved a piece paper which she had in her jeans pocket and gruffly handed it to Whitney. "Its not like I do the homework anyway." she replied before walking out of the school, ditching the last three periods of the day.
Harmony Park...
It was mid fall, so the ground was cluttered with reddish orange leaves but, that didn't bother Theresa one bit. .She sat on the cool earth, leaning on the tree behind her for support as she smoked a cigarette. The smoke from her cigarette spiraled out into the air while she sat puffing off of it and staring up at the cloudy blue sky.
"Smoking can kill you." said a voice that seemed to be coming from the other side of her. Theresa, unaffected by the sudden voice replied impassively, "You shouldn't go around thinking that." There was a long silence before the voice asked, "Why not?"
"Because...people kill people." said Theresa bluntly. "Besides, I'm going to die anyway, mine as well have fun while I'm alive." The owner of the voice stood up in front of her and held out his non-baring cigarette hand to her. "Fox. What's your name princess?"
Theresa looked repulsively at his masculine hand with manicured finger nails. "I'll give you a hint. It doesn't rhyme with none of your business, so take a hint and leave me alone." She got up to her feet without his help and stomped her half smoked cigarette into the ground. "You seem like the type who goes to private school...do me a favor and go back."
She left the tree, her half smoked cigarette , and the devilishly handsome teenage boy who would end up being the most incorrigible, annoying, self-centered guy in her life behind.
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Fox watched as the troubled teenage girl walk away from him, a fascinated look plastered upon his handsomely distinctive face. "You, my dear are a mystery in a mystery itself. Lucky for you I'll be starting Harmony High tomorrow. I'm going to find out what's bugging you, and when I do I will sweep you clear off of your feet." he declared to no one in particular.
As he starts off his knew life away from boarding school and out of private ones, he has only one goal. Break Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald's shield down and then...break her heart. Nicholas Foxworth Crane was back in Harmony to stay and his first heartbreak will... so he thinks... be the one who's already terribly broken.
Little does he know, he'll end up falling madly in love with the girl who carries a secret that could ruin the Cranes and holds the answers to Martin Lopez-Fitzgerald's disappearance. Harmony's head will turn, unprepared for the bomb of love and secrets preparing to blow.
A/N: Well, there it is. I hope you guys liked it. I think that I could have added more, but I guess I'll save that for the next chapters...that is if I should keep going. I don't know, you guys tell me. I welcome creative criticism and wouldn't mind if you guys had suggestions as to what I could do to get other people to read my story.