The Secret Life of Heather Banks

These past two years have been...interesting. And not in a good way. In the eyes of my parents I was your average teenager, passing all her classes, had lots of friends, everyone loved her...but that's not the case anymore. Now I'm the reason for all the trouble that has fallen on their shoulders. Well, I might as well tell you how my life went completely downhill within a year....

"CAMMIE WAIT UP!!" This boy as been chasing me for a good 10 minutes.

"MY NAME IS NOT CAMMIE!!! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU CREEP" I shouted, praying he would get the message

"It's not?"

I stopped running after the sound of him panting ceased. After taking a moment to catch my breath I slowly turned to his direction without actually looking at him, then said

"No."

"Oh...You looked like someone I know" He had an embarrassed/awkward tone to his voice.

"Well my name isn't Cammie" It came out more harsh than I planned it to.

"Do me a favor and keep an eye out for a girl that looks exactly like you"

You have got to be kidding me. He had the audacity to ask me for a favor after what he just put me through. This boy just chased me down two freaking blocks while simultaneously calling me out of my name and now that I think about it I don't even know his freaking name! and if he dares try to- my mental rant was cut off by the angel that stood before me. as soon as I looked up to face him it's as if my entire body and soul fell into a trance. His hair. His eyes. His everything. He. Was. Perfect. But then he opened his mouth and it was at that moment the universe just took my life and tossed it out the window with all its might.

He smiled then looked me dead in my eyes, and simply said, "What's your name?"