Chapter 1

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Emily was an shy but extordinary girl. She always believed in goals and relationships but she never really thought about "LOVE". It was such a big word but her faith in it died when her parents got divorced when she was 5 years old. After her parents got divorced her mom was the full tine guardian over Emily and her mom was upset about the divorce... That she got into a car crash. Emily thought her life was over when her dad didn't want anything to do with her. Soon after her grandma died she had no one left and she was only 7 years old. Then she got into foster care. Years of abuse from her foster parents. Her ego almost seem gone she didn't care or expect much anymore. Until she got to the 20+ foster home finally a junior in school. Almost independent she finally lifted herself up. Her spirit almost healed. And then there was the first day as a junior in high school..

*Emily*

I can't believe this nightmare is almost over she thought. As she put on her leather jacket her evil foster mom called down "hurry brat we're going to be late" , she said to herself.

As she was walking to school she noticed a load playing jeep rolling by pass her. Kinda Annoyed by the loudness she stopped and yelled hey I think your going deaf. But they only drove faster. When she gets to school she noticed this sick motorcycle. She stopped in aw when a boy noticed her checking it out. Then he said you like it. She just slowly nods trying to pick up her jaw. She laughs. He laughs. She then says see you around he nods and puts hands in pocket. As there heading there separate ways he yells what's your name she yells back emiiy and what's yours. He yells in response Eric!!! Then continues walking

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