Fear is such an overrated word. Insecurity now thats a good one. At this moment I feel that one emotion that everyone hates when 당신 want to hide under a rock.

I lean back agains the 벽 hitting my head against it. A loud thud echoes through the house. I can see that my grandparents have heard. There slow foot steps thud against the hard wood floor.

"Laylia? Is that you?" Grandpas voice sound from the corner around the stair case. I quickly gather my self up and swiftly run to my room.

The hours went 의해 slowly as I layed in 침대 that night. The morning has finaly come and i now have to prepare for my frist real 일 of American hight school. My school in Paris was a quiet, sophisticated private school. I'll jave to get used to noisy lunch rooms, and constant crude humor. But what should I expect? This is after all The United States of America isn't it? I try and try again to convince my self that this will be like any ordinary day, but every time I fail.

Being half French and all can't do me justice either. All the other kids here are full quilette and have lived here their whole lives. Me? No, my father ran away from this place, and fled to France where he met my mother. And I am sure 당신 can guess the rest. They got married and had me. Thats right, boring old, proper me, who grew up in the rich part of Paris. The only other thime I have ever been to the reservation was when my parents brought the whole family down to let my dads family meet my mom and me. I was seven so I didn't take in much but still.

"Laylia, come down and get your breakfast." I trudge down the stairs with my nice neat backpack slung over my shoulder.

"Thanks Grandma Esther." I thank her as I sit down at the table. The 표, 테이블 cloth is gone, and now 당신 can see the faded blue, pealing paint on the old table.

My morning flew 의해 to my dismay, and when Grandpa loaded me and himself into his old pickup truck my spirits sank to an all time low.

The school looks small agains the normal gray sky. It's one story stucture made of purely sloid red brick looked 더 많이 like an old seventies affice building than a school. There are no sepparate groups of kids ordered 의해 popularity and unpopularity. They are all in one big group. As I walk towards the clump, a body stops and faces me. I look up to see Seths familiar face. He reaches out his hand towards me and smiles. I can't help but smile back. I haven't realy figured out what this all means, I mean are we dating now that he imprinted on me 또는 are we just friends, aquaintances?

"Can i talk to 당신 for a sec?" He asks leading me over to a little brick fence surrounding a few trees.

"Sure." I say trying to act positive and upbeat. Even thought I feel like I am the poor 물고기 in a flock of seaguls.

"Ever since last night I have felt this passion for 당신 and I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I don't want to ignore 당신 and not let a word pass. i imprinted on and that means we were meant to be togeth as long as we are alive . So I just want to know, will 당신 be my girlfriend?" I 로스트 all my fear and confidence fose in my chest.

"I could say no, but that would be about the biggest mistake I ever made." I say as I look in his eyes. Slowly he leans his head down and sets his warm lips against mine. After a few 초 he lifts his head back up and takes my hand in his. As we walk away our eyes stay locked and our smiles broad.