first love

prolog

Chloe Dale a girl Erick Smith had fallen in love with. Her beautiful sparkeling green eyes, flowing brown hair with blond highlights in the mix, tall thin structure; her feeble fingers go up and down the keys of the piano, making blissful music that makes you want to sing, at my mothers church. All of thease things I Erick had fallen in love with, and this is the story of how we came to be.

chapter 1

"hey Erick did you hear were getting a new student today?" eagerly my best friend Austin tells me. The thing was that I already knew. That Sunday at church, she was there, her family was brought up to the podium. They were forced to speak to tell us of there past. The father was a tall broney man, the mother was a small woman but very beautiful, but last but not least the daughter Chloe. The moment I laid eyes on her I knew I had to have her. No matter what obstacle I have to face. Chloe had started to speak, her kind voice, the voice of an angel, sweetly said " I know I am new and that you probably won't accept us into your beautiful town. but I have been to many towns big and small each one different. in the past 6 years I have been to 8 schools. I'm hoping my family and I can make this our permanent home." her words echo in my head. I start to wonder why so many schools. then I look over. there she is I must speak to her! I must. she is by her locker I breath deeply. and start to talk

"hi your chloe right? you spoke at my mothers church. I um I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my house have some coffee or tea with some biscuits? Also to meet my family" I ask her I heard the nervousness in my voice. she will never agree to me. shes opening her mouth

"thank you very much, I would love to meet me here after school um I never got your name; what is it? "

I look over at her with surpize in my eyes

"Erick, my my names Erick."

**bell sounds for class**

she rushes off but looks back at me and smiles she is coming to my house I go through the rest of my day waiting thinking what I should say. "I wonder if shes making friends, or why so many schools, or who she will hang out with besides me" all of thease things race through my mind.

**bell sounds for class**

finally choir my favourite class. I go to class and sit down in my regular seat and wait. then she walks in. she goes in the choir directors office Mr.owl he has her play the piano and sing for us. she sang "our song by Taylor swift" her singing voice is ever more angelic than her talking one. she looks up at me and smiles. she was placed in saprano section. we do our voice warm ups and sing our songs for the upcoming consert. then the bell rings to go home I follow her to her locker she packs up Her things and we walk home. I feel like a retard I have no idea what to say then I see blood on her wrist I take her wrist in my hand there's ....cuts! one has broken open. she starts to cry histaricly I rip a peice of my shirt and cover up the blood. then the remainder of the cuts I stare at. shes still crying. I get on one knee and kiss them. she looks at me with Confusion. we say nothing till we get to my home she tells me why she cuts, why so many schools. I just listen I stand up and she dose the same and i hug her and she starts crying into my shoulder. and I tell her I like her. she tells me she likes me too. but we don't start going out. not for a while.