*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

No-one said being a tomboy was easy. But for Sam, it has been. All until she gets transferred to her brother's school. With groups and couples already in place by their exams, Sam only fits in with her "adopted" brother's group; The Bandits. Sometimes names have no meaning; but this time, it's a pretty big clue... Of course, its cliché. I mean, it's all about a tomboy finding herself, her family. And why she never knew what her mother worked as, why she died in that car crash. Maybe we should pay more attention to family secrets... Especially if it could save your, or someone else's, life; because every family has its own share of classified information. *Currently under major editing, a new book may be posted, or this may be scrapped and totally reuploaded, you can add this to your library for updates, or you can follow me as I'll say when I'll post new chapters. I'm rewriting the whole thing, so it'll totally change. You can read it later, probably from this book. Much, much later.*