Book 1. (COMPLETED) "Olivia your going to love it here!" Eleanor rambles on. Ugh. I hope I don't regret moving here. Me and my overly-peppy cousin are complete opposites. Sure LA is fun, but I think I'm going to miss my tiny, quiet town of LaPorte. Theres this curly-haired kid here...I dont know what it is about him but...he keeps like, staring at me. His emerald eyes hide something... darkness maybe? It wouldn't be a problem but... it is. Because I stare back.

*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