My heart pounded as I rushed down the hall. My brother finally did it, he finally lost it. I heard shots fire in the cafeteria, I flinched. This isn’t happening, I told myself. I heard someone’s heavy breathing from behind a shelf that stuck out of the wall. “Come on ash we have to go!” I said clamping onto the blonde boy’s hand. I pulled him up and dragged him along. “ALEEAH!” A voice boomed. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. I turned to face my brother whose hand held a jet black gun, his arms raised, gun pointing at me, ready to fire. The gun sounded.

Annabelle is or was your average teenage girl.Well sort of, her dad passed away when she was 13 and her mom was never around, but Luke was always there to protect her. 3 years later her boyfriend Will breaks up with her and Luke's on tour, or so she thinks. Will Luke cure her heartbreak? Or will he just be another guy in Annabelle's past? *SEQUEL IN PROGRESS* *ALSO NOTICE THIS STORY ISN'T PERFECT. I WROTE THIS A WHILE AGO. THIS STORY IS GOING THROUGH SOME MAJOR EDITING. IF YOU TELL ME IT NEEDS WORK I WON'T BE TOO HAPPY BECAUSE I KNOW.ALSO IT WONT BE FULLY UPDATED WITH THE EDITED VERSION UNTIL I EDIT THE WHOLE THING. WHICH COULD TAKE A LITTLE WHILE*