"Come on," I groan, "we need to leave before 'they' catch on." Darrell moans. "It's two AM." "Yeah, and they're plotting our murders next so get your fatass up and pack your shit," I order," I leave at six with or without you." "You wouldn't leave me to die," he snorts. "Try me," I say deadly serious. "Okay, damn. I'll pack." I walk back into my room and grab my spray paint. I'm already packed so I just have to do some finishing touches. I go into the living room and leave a nice note for 'them'. Your too late, bitch. ........ Allison Ray Stinger moved from New York all the way to Chicago, IL. Why? Well if she tells you that, you're already dead. Her parents were murdered, so she lives with her manager. Her walls are so strong no one can break them. No one knows anything about her except she loves softball. She is the best catcher in America. But what happens when she's not only catching softballs but catching love? Can anyone break down her wall? Will she ever open up? Or will she kept it in and crash and burn?