Seal It With A Kiss

~Prologue~

"Let's see, one... two... three... four! Great, I only need 4 more stanzas for the song and I'll be finished!"

I sighed in relief and stretched out my arms,

"I bet Luke'll be real happy to see this."

Mentally doing my happy dance, I slid away from the piano and headed to the couch. I smiled to myself as I checked over the the lyrics I currently composed. It's not the best of my works, but still it's acceptable.

Luke and I dated since 2nd year high school, and I'm proud to say things are sailing rather smoothly. He's the greatest boyfriend anyone could ever have. He's sweet, caring, loving, not to mention, he's a famous celebrity, but that's not why I'm going out with him. We dated way before he even became famous.

Luke debuted into showbiz just last year, and now he's officially one of the top A listers in the world of showbiz. I hate to admit it but, I'm kind of jealous. Both my best friend, Allison Diamond, and my boyfriend, Luke Rivers are well known singers world wide while I, Christina Falls, am just in their shadows. It's my dream to become a singer/songwriter, but I'm sure everyone knows that's the kind of dream someone can accomplish with a one in a million chance.

Scratch that, maybe even one in a billion.

It's not that I suck at singing or anything -at least, I'd like to think so- but I guess I can mainly blame my shy like attitude. I can't even bring myself to ask the people working at the counters in a fast food restaurant for extra ketchup! Either that's how bad my self esteem is, or that asking for extra ketchup is just downright scary. I like to think it's the second option.

But I don't take my 'dream' as seriously anymore, after all, just like with Allison, I still manage to stick by Luke despite the fact he's rich and famous now. Of course, our relationship is kept a secret because his fan girls will surely send me threat notes and probably kill me the moment the news is out. And, it's not like I have a problem with the secrecy. I like my private life, and the fact that Luke is still with me is good enough reason to rest assured that no one will take him from me. Luke is the center of my world right now, and honestly, I'm one lucky girl to have him.

Then again, I am his exclusive song writer.

I have a boring sense of fashion, I like jeans rather than mini skirts and sneakers rather than high heels. I'm not too big on the make up thing either. I keep it all natural. The only thing artificial about me is probably my hair, since I straighten it out everyday. My hair is the definition of a nuisance and a burden. Without straightening it out, my hair would probably be like a brown colored cotton candy. So to put it out, I'm plain. Well, maybe even beyond that.

A hot mess?

Yep, that's one way to put it.

I am totally unworthy of Luke, yet he never once betrayed me. Not to sound cocky or arrogant, but, I doubt he even thought of breaking up with me with the way things are as of now. So I guess no one can blame me if I think he's, the one right? I'd be crushed if he ever left me. I probably wouldn't move on from that, better yet, have any reason to live anymore. And I'm not bluffing. He's my everything. But aside form my relationship...

My life is, crazy.

My parent's are separated because my dad had another woman he left us for. And he left me since I was 7, but now I'm an 18 year old high school graduate getting ready for college. My mom died of depression 4 years ago, and that's another reason why I owe my life to Luke.

He was the one who picked me up when I was in my lowest, when I was in a bottomless pit of sorrow. He was the one who extended his hand out to me when I was nearly consumed with depression and anguish. Luke made me the person I am today, and he didn't even show me pity when we firs met. He became a friend who just wanted to hang out with me for who I was, unlike the people who were pressured just to, because they felt 'sorry' for me. Because they pitied me. I hate it when people pity me about anything. Whether it be, because of my dad or my mom or maybe even my jacked up childhood.