Dear Sky, My name is Tessa Janine Mathews, but I prefer to be called TJ even though I'm a girl. A girl with a masculine name, I know, but it's more of a gender neutral name. I was born with two drug addicts, who just happened to be my two abusive parents. Yeah. They'd verbally abuse me, and sometimes, if it was one of those bad days, they'd physically abuse me. But I didn't call the cops because.. Well.. I didn't want to be thrown in an orphanage or adoption center or whatever the hell you want to call it. But I ended up running away from home, the cops found me, an eighteen year old girl on the street, wandering around aimlessly. When they asked me where I live- because, well, I looked like complete and utter shit, I told them I don't have a home so they brought me here. To this stupid orphanage, or what I like to call hell. Well, I know you've got better things to do, so I'll end the letter here before it gets too long. Signed by TJ Mathews

"Can I go see them?" I never realized where they went until I was ten. "What were they like?" I know what killed them. And I want revenge. "Are you Cass and Max' daughter?" I have to lie. They wouldn't approve of it but I have to. I look at my little brother and sister as they play with Adam and Alesa's dogs. They won't understand. But I want to protect them from the truth. Because that's what big sisters do.. Right?

Hi. I'm Cassandra Rose. Or from how you all know me from book three, Cassandra Lapras. But since this is from the beginning, my last name is Rose. You all know only some of what happened in the beginning. But what if I told you this, What if I told you our story? Our story from the beginning? Well, that's what I'm going to do now. My name is Cassandra Rose, and this is my beginning.

"Who are you?" I don't know who he is. - "If you are who you say you are.. I'll try my best to remember you." - I'm Cassandra Rose. Three weeks ago, I was diagnosed with a brain tumor that could become cancerous. Two weeks ago, I went into surgery. And those two weeks ago, I lost my memory. Of friends. My family is the only memory that was saved and locked up. And I'm trying my best to remember everyone I lost in my life.

Remember our love? Remember the day you proposed? Remember the day we met? Remember the day you kissed me? Remember the day we became more than just friends? More than best friends? So do I. But you kissed her. Dropped it all. Forgot what we had. But I never stopped loving you. Never completely. I never will.

I watch the videos Max and I would make together just for fun. I laugh softly, holding my phone out in front of me as tears pool up in my eyes. I miss him.. So much.. "No!! Max!!" My voice screams over the phone. I laugh again. He'd always pick me up by my legs and run me around. I still remember how we met.. He'd always been the guy to do the right thing. He was walking down the freshman hall- he was a junior and saw me being bullied. He defended me from that day on and.. I think I fell for him. But now he's famous. He makes videos with Adam. I'll never see or talk to him again.. ---------- Cassandra Rose, 17 years old. She used to be best friends with Max- when he lived in Louisiana. He moved to Seattle, met Adam, became one of his editors, and now makes videos with him. She thinks she'll never see him again but when she sees he's back in Louisiana for vacation.. She knows she has to see him.