Chapter One The Beginning

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    Hello my name is Taylor I am 15 years old. I live in Santa Cruz California  with my sister Britney and my Mom. I am a freshman at Santa Cruz High School. I am in love with a boy named Liam. But before I go on let's start form the beginning.
 
             *** YEARS LATER  ***

     It was about 8 years ago. I know it may seem young but a crush can turn into something more over time. I was a seven year old innocent pale little girl with red curly hair and intense blue eyes. It was the Sunday before VBS ( Vacation Bible School ) and I was so excited. The two years earlier I did it and I always enjoyed it. There were lots of games and the same kids were there each year so I knew everyone. There were never really new people at the church, usually just older people never kids.

   I always went to church with my grandma so the saturday night before I would stay the night. " Taylor wake up, you need to get ready for church!" My grandma's voice echoing through the vent into the bathroom.
 
  " Yes I know, I'm getting up." I said. As I got up I stretched each muscle in my body from my fingertips to my toes. Then I jumped up quickly getting ready as fast as I could. I slowly walked to the vanity with rustic edges and opened the drawer  Pulling my bangs back with a blue barret that matched my dress. It had pink, blue , purple and white all over with vibrant colors.
 
    " Taylor you need to get out here and eat we have to leave soon." Grandma yelled down the hall.  "Be out in a minute." My voice cracking loudly. I quickly finish up what I am doing and rush to the kitchen.
  
  Grandma has made me pancakes MY FAVORITE!!. I sit down at the table and put a white napkin on my lap. I pour suyrp all over my pancake then covering it with powder sugar, turning it snow white. I shove eat slice of pancake into my mouth with syrup dripping from my chin. My grandma comes over and cleans me up. I rush to the bathroom and hurry up to brush my teeth. Then I jet to the car.
      
      Not too long after we arrive at church my cousin Trinity but I call her Trin You know as 7 years Olds we run up to each other giving each other hugs and giggling. We stand there and catch up what we did over the weekend then we quickly run inside to youth group. As we sit there and giggle talk about girly things two boys walk in. One had dark beautiful tan skin with pretty brown eyes and short caramel brown hair. He had a short nose with long eye lashes and some what scrawny. The other was pale and had blonde hair. They sit down across from us, neither talk much but to each other. I told trinity that I thought the one with the brown hair was cute, but nothing else.

          ***THE NEXT DAY***  

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