Remember the Titans Alan Bosley "C'mon Carrie! We need a ref!" Complained Gerry. "No! You never listen to me!" I said, stomping my foot. Gerry looked at me for a second. "You're right, we don't need you. Who needs an annoying 8 year old little sister in a 9 year old football game" he said proudly. I crossed my arms. "You need a ref! You need me! I'll do it! I'll do it!" I yelled. I walked up to Hammond High School with Gerry, Alan, and Ray. They introduced me to their friends, and the Sophomores immediately accepted me. I walked around, and found a flyer for the dance team. Hmm... I walked out to the field, my first football game ever. I was the last in the team to walk out, so I was followed by the band. I was cold in my short little skirt. The music started to play, and I danced, just like I had practiced millions of times before. I danced, people cheered. The song ended. Gerry hugged me. Alan patted me on the back. Free entrance to the football game. I smiled.

Azaria's mother was convinced that life in the New World would be better. Azaria isn't so sure. Once moving to the colonies, her father sets up his shoe store and her mother gets too friendly with the men in town while Azaria (AKA: Alice) suffers in silence, keeping her mother's secret away from her father. But after a few years, while Alice's mother couldn't love the colonies more, Alice becomes a target from the colonies biggest threat.... The natives. This is a romance between a Native American and a pale-face. NOTICE: Chapter 34 is Rated R for sexual content; the chapters past, is Rated PG-13, but has strong language and violence