I've heard falling in love feels like getting hit by a truck. From experience, I can tell you it's actually equivalent to being shot in the stomach. He was the president's son, and I didn't want anything to do with him. Everyone had looked at the gossip magazines, seen the millions of pictures, read the articles, and America was obsessed with Sam Evans. I mean, who wouldn't fall for his great hair, or his perfect smile? Or his deep green eyes. I, on the other hand, hated his guts. I was the socially awkward teenage girl who always had her nose in a book. Freckles covered ever inch of my body, and my blonde hair laid in wild and unruly curls. I despised Sam Evans for his attitude, lack of compassion, and basically everything about him, but that all changed when I took a bullet to save his life. All I could think about was him dying, the boy I hated yet hardly knew anything about, and the next thing I knew I was laying on the floor bleeding out while he held my hand and told me to hang on. Why did I always get myself into these kinds of situation?

So, this is something I wrote for a school project. I've been told it's pretty good, but I'll let you be the judge of that.

Just so all of you know this account is a joint account and the writers are best friends so you will be getting a joint view on lives and hopefully a lot of stories about our adventures together.

These are diary entries from two friends who come to realize that life isn't like the movies, not even a little bit. Willow Lovegood: Misfit and social reject. Nobody really knows the real her, not even Willow. She has an unnerving personality to most, but to the fortunate souls who do know her... We'll, they all say there's no one else like her. At the moment, she's has a situation, one to do with a certain handsome boy named... Parker Riden: Sort of popular jock with lots of friends. He plays football, that's it. No other sport, except maybe running on the weekends. There's nothing more to him, or so it seems. Willow Lovegood is his problem. Friends since first grade, there has never been anything weird between them, until now... and he's determined to find out what that is. Yeah, he's got a girlfriend, but she won't care if he hangs out with Willow a little more often then normal. Right? Well, that's what he thought.

My shoes are soaked all the way to the socks, and I feel numb, almost to the point of falling over, like when you're not sure if you have any body parts left to control. My exhausted legs keep trudging on because they know their destination is near. The town should be just beyond the crest of the hill in front of me. I've, been walking for a while, but I think I can go a little farther. I follow the road until I reach the outskirts of the tiny town. A sign along the road reads: Wolfgang Hollow, Indiana That's where I meet HIM. Sebastian Grey. I can't stand him, with his stupid hair that pops back perfectly in place no matter what he does, his chocolate eyes that hold so many secrets, and his muscles that seem to appear out of no where because, let's be honest, he never works out. At least I've never seen him work out. He has this smirk plastered to his face all the time, as if he knows what I'm thinking, but there's something odd about him. He's a werewolf. I try running... that doesn't work. I try being with him... that sort of works. He tells me that being an Alpha's mate could attract negative attention. He's definitely right about that. His evil sister, Genevieve, has already tried to kill me. The real question is......... Can I survive this? I guess we'll have see where fate takes me with my Alpha werewolf.