Intro/prologue
*this may not seem relevant now but it is a bit later**
This is my world, so I'll jump straight into my messed up life.
Candy and Kevin were two of my bestfriends in the world. It was pretty obvious that they had something going on, but they lied and said they didn't.
Kymarr witnessed this situation and thought it was okay to lie to me (his girlfriend at the time) about his relationship with my enemy, Stacy Trump. If he would have told me himself I wouldn't have been so mad at him, hell I might have even forgiven him. The key here is I found out through my inconsiderate mother going on and on about their impending nuptials. I don't think she cared that I was supposed to marry Kymarr, not Stacy. I got as far away as I possibly could on such short notice.
An old friend of mine lived in Italy, and I had forgotten this relatively small fact. That is, until I got off my plane in Rome. I was glad I'd thought to take Sheila with me (Sheila is my enchanted 'motorcycle' that was given to me and created by my friend Mason Livingston).
My old friend's name is Charles "Charlie" P. Woodson. This amazing guy is one of my most trusted friends, and one of the only people in his family to leave our hometown of Winston Springs, Louisana (he always had a rebellious streak in him, but I can't say anything because I'm twice as insane as he will ever be...).
My name is Ivory Winston.
