Chapter 1
God why did I let Mary convince me to go to this party. I mean I'm from farm in Texas no place for a girl like me at her sweet 16 out here in Georgia. I still can't believe pa let me come but I guess with 12 other kids at home he stopped caring. "Why don't you try some heels on" Mary's voice as sweet as a southern bells could be comes from the door way. "Um ya I don't know I've never tried them on" I reply trying to zip up this horrible dress. Mary rushes over to help me. "What! Never Hun your telling me in 17 years on this earth you have never worn heels" she said close to yelling. "Well now darlin we will have to change that" I swear she's only a year younger and still makes me feel like I'm her child. She pulls some 6 inch heels from her closet. "Well" she saids pushing me on to a chair putting on the heels. " we will have to see how these work not they make take some gettin used to." I get up trying to walk in them. I look in the mirror and almost laugh I look like they baby cows barley able to walk. I quickly tumble into a chair. "Good lord!" Mary yells and rushes over. "What I have a idea" her face is like a Christmas tree so glowing and always happy. She pulls out cowboy boots from her closest. They are honestly the most beautiful thing ever. They are coral boots. I've wanted them forever. "Not a working girl's boots" pa's voice echoes in my head. I brush i off and pull them on. Jesus they look good. "Thank you Mary" I say. "No worries sweetie. Can you zip me up?" She ask I rush over and help her zip up her dress. We walk to her mirror together and look at our reflections. Mary's 5'5 her heels maker her even taller. she has tan skin and brown hair that seems to perfectly fall in place. Then there's me. Blonde hair I seem to never keep straight always falls into my face, I look so small at only 5'1 I wasn't every big. My arms after years of working are awkwardly bigger then Mary's. "You ready?" Mary ask. "Let's go" I reply. We walk down the drive way to her new car. A beautiful mustang. I stare at my beat up old Chevy as I get into her car. We drive for about 20
Minutes and pull up to what looks like a hotel dinning hall. Her and I get out and enter the room. Everyone stares at Mary and cheers loudly. I sneak off to a corner I mean I don't know anyone here. I guess I could talk to people. "She's too un pleasant to make friends" mama's voice trails in my head. Mary's surrounded by a group of boys all staring adorning at her. Ugh I don't think a boys ever even looked at me twice. Well other then my last boyfriend but he cheated on my and my brothers beat the shit outta him. I laughed. "Damn I thought you couldn't get any cuter then you smiled" I turn around there's a guy there. He looks about 6 foot, he has brown hair and is built like he's worked all his life. "Cute pick up line but you might wanna introduce yourself first " I say. "I'm sorry that was rude of me" he holds out his hand. " hi my names Brantley" he saids with a smile i feel like I could die. "Mines Lucy" I say putting my hand in his. "Well Lucy I can tell your not from here so why don't you tell me about yourself" I look down and see boot aw yes a country boy. " well I'm from a small town in Texas and I just turned 17" he laughs "really I placed ya more at 15". "Now just cause I'm short doesn't mean I'm so young" I laugh. "Well I'm 18 do I guess it's good your older" he says. "And a little less illegal" I add. He laughs the deepest cutest laugh ever. "Wanna see something?" He ask. "Um sure" I say and he quickly pulls my hand and takes me to the parking lot. He leads me to a motorcycle. "That's my baby". I laugh " I should've guessed" pulling on his leather jacket. "You like it don't ya" he flirts. " here wear it for a bit" he puts it over my shoulders I can smell him on it and the smell gives me comfort.
