Airplanes

"Daddy, what's that?" The little girl asked, pointing up towards the sky as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her little three year old feet. The older male stifled a chuckle at the shadow crossing the sky above their heads. "That, pumpkin, would be an airplane." He answered his daughter, pulling her into his lap and rolling off towards the house in the wheelchair. ____________________ Alisa Greenwood is just an average girl. She's not popular, but she isn't an outcast either. It's not that no one wants to be her friend, she just doesn't talk much. She's not shy, she just isn't a fan of meeting new people. With two best friends, that all she needs. When Lisa was four, her fathers plane exploded, leaving the young Lisa and a suffering mother who soon takes her own life. When she does, Lisa is the one to find her mothers lifeless body and a note with the simplest, three words known to man. 'I Love You.' Lisa is forced to move to New York City with an aunt she has never met, and who just happens to be filthy rich. Also, living in the house- mansion is a boy named Christopher Michelson, the one and only heart throb at the high school.