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A few days before my 17th birthday, I finally met my secret crush. It was my good friend Andrew's older brother Pryce! Why he had never told me that, I don't know. But somehow I was the same dork as when I was little when I meet him. I was wearing my royal blue dress with my tiarra, as he later told me, I looked beautiful in it. But I had tried so hard to get him to put on my tiarra. It didn't work though. When we got back from Christmas break, he kept coming over to our table now in the mornings and hanging with us and talking to everyone. Him and I soon became very close, which started to worry Matt. I had told him that I had a big thing for Pryce, but he wasn't sure how much it was. On days when I wasn't with Matt, I went with Pryce over to his place and hung out with him. He started to show me how to control my powers, play around with them more and see things more with my eyes and be able to tell it someone was human, or something else. Every now and then, he'd take me on little adventures if you wish to call them that. He'd have me try and find his little wolf friend Jackes. That was fun. I always found him. Just as long as I didn't try and re-think myself. One night, when we were at the Soccor Field, we were talking, and he started to tell me of an old life we had had together. We had been married in that life. But saddly it had come to a sad end. He was killed by a hunter of great skill, and I killed myself from the sorrow of losing my husband. I can't recall how long after he had told me that, that we shared our first kiss. It was so warm, so loving. But because I was engaged to Matt, I made myself deny, no matter how badly I didn't want to, I made myself deny that I felt anything. But I did feel something. That was around Valentines Day. After that day, I started to want to be with Pryce, and not with Matt. Oh was that a game back and fourth. A week or so before Pryce's 18th Birthday, I finally broke it off with Matt. And oh was Matt devistated. He had really fallen in love with me. Which was hard on him. Now-a-days, he's a lot different then when we had been together. But the day of Pryce's Birthday, I couldn't find him. I wanted to celebrate his birthday with him and also give him his Birthday present from me. I was going to ask him out. Well, I found him the next day, and told him of how I had tried to find him and all. Later that day, when we were laying down kissing, i stopped and asked him if he'd go out with me...then I said it was a late Birthday present. He was so happy from that. That was the first time I'd seen him smile a happy kind of smile. He's more for smirks or just little hardly seen smiles. So after that day, we were so happy. Minus my mother. She's never liked him. Thought he was icky and things like that. But then again, what would a mother think of her daughter dating someone who's goth so to speak and you come from a very preppy well to do family. Well, you know what I mean.

After coming back home, I spent the summer being alone and being inside of myself thinking and figuring out what to do with my life. I wasn't used to the freedom so to speak. Even though I was grounded, I wasn't used to being able to say what I wanted to say, do what I wanted to do and not being smacked around or yelled at. It felt good. But of course, once you get used to that, you feel odd, and things don't feel right. But you adjust as all creatures do. Just before school ended in Watertown, my mother took me to register for school. When we were walking to the office, I saw in the lunch room a young man standing there in group of people with a black trench coat on. I was facinated by him and that's when I started on my little journey of figuring out who he was.

Once school started, no one talked to me. I had no friends until I meet Becky, whom introduced me to all sorts of people. Which is when I met Andrew, then Chucky, then Matt, whom I ened up dating. That relationship I wasn't used to. I didn't think that someone would be so kind to me and take care of me and spoiling me. It was nice, but it was too sweet and sugary for my liking to say the least. But in that time parts of me started to heal. The wounds from Ryan having his way with me were disappearing slowly and weren't as badly as they had been when I had first come here. But they were still there. Almost looming in the darkness behind a mask that I was still half way wearing.

My boyfriend at the time was helping me act more like myself, and so were my new friends. They were my medican that I needed to heal.