Chapter One:

The drive was long to this shit town that my parent's are moving us to. Me and my brother, Ethan were arguing the whole time and so were my parents. Now we're about fifteen minutes away and I'm literally about to go crazy.

"Fuck off Ethan, oh my God!" I scream.

"Madeline, language." My dad quietly reminds me and I roll my eyes,

We're moving from Los Angles to this small town that I don't remember the name of, probably because it is irrelevant to me.

"Tell your son to leave me alone!" I continue.

"Dad, I'm not even doing anything!" He lies.

"Madeline I know your not happy about moving, but do not take it out on us!" My mother scolds.

Not happy? I'm fucking fuming. I had one more fucking year until I was off to college and they decide to move now? To I quote, "Expand your father's business." In some random ass town? It's complete bullshit. Why couldn't they expand it somewhere closer? I went from cheerleading captain to the new kid in a town I don't even know the name of. "Look we're here kids."

I look up from my phone as we drive by the town sign that says, "Welcome to Oakhart." And I see a smirk on my brother's ugly face... God I could punch him. I look back down at my phone and  scroll through my instagram feed and see all my friends hanging out at our favourite spot; I wish I was there so bad. I never thought I would ever say this but I miss my school. I've never been the new kid before, I've always been the one in charge... and I'm not planning to change that.

We pull up to our new house and it isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Yes, it is ugly and old fashion, but it could have been worse.

"Your room is the pink one, Mija." My Dad tells me and I give him a fake smile as I bring my bags upstairs. Each step I take on the old wooden stairs, makes a creek noise that startles me at first, but luckily the creaking stops by the time I get to the second floor. My room was bigger than my last one which is a plus but it is pretty much empty in here, the only piece of furniture I have Is my Canopy bed in the middle of the room. I go back downstairs to grab some of my boxes that were heavy as shit...God I am absolutely exhausted. After bringing up the last box, I lay on my bed and sigh looking through all the photos on my phone. Why did they have to do this? I guess they expected me to act like Ethan, totally careless but they must not know me at all then. Ethan isn't in High school yet. He has another three years where moving is easy for him, middle school is the easiest thing. It took so long for me to get where I am, to get the confidence I have. Yes, I know I'm one of those people that make high school hard but I have issues too. What the fuck do people expect, a popular person not to have trouble at all? My parent's marriage is basically hanging on by a thread, and as much as my Mom says she loves my Dad, Ethan and I both know to her this is not a marriage, more like a prison. Probably by the time both Ethan and I are out of the house she will finally grow some balls and leave, but that's still at least another seven years. I know moving here was actually suppose to be a fresh start for them... but still, as much as I hate the little idiot down the hall this isn't a good environment for him.

"Maddie, dinner!" My Mom yells from downstairs and I get up even though I was comfortable and go join them.

I see my parents got some fast food for us, since we have no groceries and all our kitchenware is in boxes. I grab one of the burgers from the table then sit next to brother, that is surprisingly quiet.

"You okay?" I whisper to him and he nods.

"I was thinking, you two go explore town after dinner... so you can get familiar." My Dad says breaking the awkward silence in the room.

"Fine." I really don't want to do this but we probably have no choice at all. It's obvious they want us out of the house for some reason, probably to argue or maybe they really just want us to explore.

"Why were you so quiet in there?" I ask Ethan. We just left the house around ten minutes ago, and he has been quiet ever since.

"I don't know... I mean, I miss my friends."

I guess I was wrong... he actually does care?

"I do too." I give him a slight smile and turn up my energy by adding some more enthusiasm as we reach a bridge where there seems to be a river underneath,

"Well next stop on our adventure is apparently a old bridge! What do you say Ethan, shall we explore?" I say is a cringe worthy British accent but it seemed to make him happier since he is smiling.

I run towards the ledge of the bridge, waiting for him to follow and look over.

"Wouldn't this be a nice photo?" He speaks up and says, "Yeah it would be, want me to take one?"

He nods and I pull out my phone,

"You can barely see anything... I'm going to stand up and get a higher shot." I tell him,

"Maddie, I don't think that's a good idea." I shush him and climb up the ledge. I was right, the sight was so much prettier from up here, you could see the forest just at the end of of river stream. I take out my phone once again and take a picture, leaning back just a little to get the full view, "See I got it." I smile at him.

"Okay get down now."

I turn around so that I can hop off but accidentally step where a chipped piece of the concrete is and slip off. I grab onto the ledge, letting out all my screams. I watch my phone fall down to the ground, reminding me how far the drop is.

  "Ethan!" I scream on the top of my lungs.

"Maddie!" I see him run towards me, not knowing what to do and I don't blame him. Ethan is tiny for his age, and even though I hate saying this, I am way to heavy for him to lift up.

"Ethan get help!" I cry and he runs off to go find help.

Moments pass and I feel my left hand slipping and I scream, "Ethan hurry up, I cant hold on much longer!"

I then hear footsteps running towards me and see a guy beside him,

"Grab my hand!" He says and I shake my head,

"I'm scared." I sob.

"Look lady, I'm not good with support but do you really want your brother to see you like this any longer? Now grab my fucking hand!" He yells and if I wasn't hanging from a cliff, I swear I would cuss him out. I take a deep breath before grabbing his hand with the hand that fell. I then let go of the ledge and grab his other hand that makes me fall down a bit and I scream,

"Hey, I got you... trust me." He tells me.

He pulls me up quickly and the impact makes me fall on him, making us tumble to the ground. I take a moment to look at the stranger that helped me and smile at him, then get up and run to my terrified brother and hug him tight, leaning my head on top of his,

"I'm so sorry... I love you so much." I tell him,

"I told you not to do that Maddie!" I can hear his voice cracking, and I know that he is holding in his tears.

"I know but I'm okay... tell me you love me too?"

"I love you."

As much as me and my brother don't get along all the time, I would do anything for this kid.

"Uh... thank you." I say to the stranger that saved my life.

I'm just starting to notice his features now, his hair is black like mine but his eyes are blue. He is also very slim, probably doesn't have many muscles but I wouldn't be surprise if he is hiding some abs under his shirt and he's tall... taller than most guys, at least 6'4 or maybe even 6'5, I doubt it though but I really like the stud on his nose... I'm not usually a nose piercing type of girl but it looks nice on him... why the fuck am I analyzing all his features?

"No problem just be careful from now on, especially when your around him." He tells me as he lights a cigarette and I smile slightly, noticing the light french accent he has and I watch him walk back to his dark blue vintage car.