You Have My Heart | AL Fanfic

Chapter 1

~Anissa's POV~

I was walking down the halls of my high school, Copper Cove High School, with my three best friends in the whole world, Maya Emerson, Jacob Dean, and Clover Banner. The bell for lunch just rang, and we were making our way to the cafeteria. All around us people were at their lockers, getting their books, socializing, rushing to get to their next class on time. When we reached the lunchroom, Maya and I headed towards a nearly empty table close to the center of the room, and Clover and Jacob get in line for food. This was the usual routine. Maya and I would get a table, while the other two would get the four of us food, then they'd come and sit down when they were done. They didn't even have to ask what we wanted, they just automatically knew. That's how close we all were. It all started with Jacob and me. We met each other when we were 3, because we were next door neighbors. My mom would always take me over to his house to play with him. Around the time we were six, Maya had come to town from Ohio, and we quickly bonded over not liking the pigtales our moms made us wear. Clover was the last to join us. When we were about 10, Clover arrived with a foster family that moved here after a family tragedy that Clover would rather not talk about. We never pushed for any information, allowing Clover to talk about it only if she wanted to. When Clover and Jacob arrived at the table, we started talking about school.

"So Clove, how are your finals for this semester?" Jacob asked, while shoving noodles into his mouth.

"Ugh! Don't remind me, Jake!" Clover complained, rolling her eyes at him.

"Haha, come on Clover! They can't be that bad!" I said in response.

"Oh! You're just saying that because you're smart, aren't you?" Clover teased. I put my hand to my chest, with a look of pretend hurt on my face. Which made the others burst out laughing.

"What are you guys laughing at?"

I turned around to see my boyfriend, Zackary Durant, standing behind me with a confused look on his face. Zach had straight, dark brown hair that fell over his forehead. He pushed his hair from his eyes and stared at me. I loved his eyes. They were such a beautiful olive green.

"Haha, just laughing at your girlfriend, Zack," Maya stated, in between laughs.

"What? My girlfriend? No." He said, with a slight grin on his face, revealing the dimples on his cheeks.

"Yes," Maya retorted playfully.

"What did you do this time, Ani?" Zack asked me, chuckling.

"I didn't do anything! I swear!" I defended myself, holding up my hands in mock surrender.

When Clover was going to interject, the bell rang to go to our next class.

"Well, see you guys tomorrow!" Jacob said as he stood up and threw away his trash.

We all said our goodbyes as we followed the mix of 14-18 year olds into the maze of hallways.

~TIME SKIPPY~

I had arrived home from school. "Mom, I'm home," I called out to her, as I passed the kitchen. "Okay," she said. I went up to my room, and began working on my homework. I didn't mind doing homework, it was just math that I always had problems with. Eventually, I got all of it done, and my mom was calling me downstairs for dinner. "Anissa, can you come eat?" My mom asked me. I got up from my desk, and went to have dinner with my family. My dad had come home from work, and was sitting at the table, reading a newspaper. "Hey, Dad, how was work?" I asked him, trying to make conversation. He smiled at me. It was "Tiring." My mom placed a plate of spaghetti in front of me. I picked up my fork and started to eat. My parents weren't talking much throughout the dinner, causing me to wonder if something was wrong. "How was school today?" My mom asked, while she collected the dirty plates, and put them in the sink. "Fine, It's the last day of finals tomorrow, so Clover's psyched about that." My dad and mom laughed. I helped clear off the table, and made to go back up to my room. "Anissa, honey, can you wait a second?" I glanced over at my mom curiously. I retook my seat across my father and waited patiently. They exchanged nervous glances with each other before my dad spoke up.