Chapter 1

"Come on, Ken! We're going to be late!"
Kendyl woke up to the sound of Jayde's voice. She rubbed her eyes sleepily, yawned, and looked at the clock. The black digital alarm clock read 7:00.
"Why did't I wake up earlier?!" Kendyl flipped the covers off of herself, swung her feet over the bed and turned her gaze out to the window. Rain. It seemed to always rain in British Columbia, especially in the late winter.
She stood up and raced for her drawer. She pulled out a clean outfit and ran past Jayde into the bathroom.
Jayde sat on the bed and placed her purse on her lap, checking it's contents with a look of utter boredom.
"Hurry up, Kendyl!" She called irritably.  "If Mrs. Coss catches us late one more time, we will most likely get a detention."
Kendyl poked her head out of the door. "I know!" She retored and closed the door. The sound of the tap could be heard from the other side of the door.
Kendyl pinned her hair back and began washing her face with cold water to wake herself up. She dried her face off and looked at her reflection. She unpinned her hair and watched it cascade down her back.
Most times, she let it stay natural; loose curls that fell neatly past her shoulders.
Her hair was a dark red-almost-brown color like her mothers.
She blinked her eyes and was startled at how blue they seemed. Usually, they were a dull blue, not at all like her mother's dazzling blue eyes.
Realizing the time, she rushed out of the bathroom and began searching frantically around her bedroom.
"Jayde, have you seen my purse?"
Without looking up, Jayde threw Kendyl her dull silver purse her dad had given her as an early birthday present.
"Thanks!" Kendyl said, "I'm ready. Let's go."

The two girls raced out of the door and climbed into Jayde's forest green jeep. Kendyl remembered going to the used-car lot with Jayde to pick out a car for the other girl's sixteenth birthday. Jayde had been overly excited and had feel instantly in love with the beat-up jeep.
Kendyl had teased her, saying that it would be silly to buy a jeep, it was never sunny here, but Jayde had replied with a defensive statement that she didn't care. It would be her car and that was all that mattered.
Kendyl looked over at her friend, wondering how she didn't have a boyfriend. Jayde was certainly gorgeous. Her light brown hair hung just past her shoulders and her bangs fell just above her stunning grey eyes. Her skin was a peachy tan, unlike Kendyl's own pale skin. Jayde's personality was also much more confident than her own.
"We're here." Jayde's amused tone snapped Kendyl out of her thoughts.
"Damn it," Kendyl cursed to herself. Jayde had caught her staring at her. She always seemed to zone off and she always seemed to get caught by Jayde, especially when she drifted off while watching someone.

Trying to distract herself, Kendyl looked out of the front window. It had begun raining harder.
Quickly, Jayde turned the steering wheel and pulled into the school's parking lot, making Kendyl's cheek slam against the window.
"Ow!" Kendyl yelped. "Warn me next time!"
Jayde grimaced. "Sorry! We are in a hurry!" She got out and looked around the parking lot, nothing but cars. "That's not a good sign."
"You think?" Kendyl hissed as she held her reddening cheek. "Let's go. The second bell might have no rung yet. We still might be able to make it."
Kendyl and Jayde rushed into the school and into their first class just as the second bell rang.
Jayde let out a sigh of relief. "We made it!" She whispered as she took her seat in the front of the class while Kendyl took her seat at the back of the class.
"Okay, pull out Friday's assignment," Mrs. Coss said in her sing-song voice as she stood in front of the class.
Jayde glanced back at Kendyl and rolled her eyes. Kendyl let out a quiet laugh and pulled out her homework just as a tall boy walked into the classroom. He was quiet tall, a lot taller then Kendyl's 5'3. A mop of sandy blond hair hung in front of his eyes and he flicked his head, flipping it out of his deep green eyes. One had was shoved in his jeans pocket and the other was handing a note to Mrs. Coss. The plump math teacher quickly read it and pointed to the seat next to Kendyl's.
There was a smug air around the boy that Kendyl found rather irritating, although she had to admit, he was handsome.
It was also hard not to notice all of the girls staring at him with lovestruck looks. Kendyl let out a snort. Girls and their teenage hormones.
Jayde once again glanced back at Kendyl and mouthed, He's mine.
Kendyl found herself laughing once more at her best friend's goofy actions, but she felt a sudden pang of annoyance. Even her best friend was mooning over the boy. What was so great about him?
The boy walked past Jayde who sighed deeply and headed toward the empty seat beside her. It had been Walter Pikes, but he had went missing a few months ago.
She watched as she boy sat down and looked over at Kendyl, raising an eye brown. She suddenly wondered if he could tell she was annoyed by him.
Kendyl's cheeks felt hot under his gaze and she cursed silently, hating that she was pale enough for the red to really show on her cheeks. As her cheeks tingled with embarrassment, she felt her cheek sting and remembered that she had injured it not even fifteen minutes ago.
Her hand flew to her cheek, she figured there was a bruise by now.
The boy reached toward her, and, as if rethinking his actions, quickly placed his hands at his sides.
"What happened?" He asked. His tone was gentle; almost curious, but she could tell that is was also guarded. There was something about the blond boy that intrigued her, yet she still felt irritated.
"Just an accident," Kendyl replied evenly. She was about to listen to Mrs. Coss' lecture about math when her name was called.
"Kendyl, when you are done flirting with Mr. Kensington I suggest you pay attention."
There was a snort from the class and Kendyl slumped lower in her seat as the boy grinned smugly. She figured this happened a lot to him.
As soon as Mrs. Coss turned her back to write on the board, the boy looked over at her. Feeling his gaze on her, Kendyl had to fight the urge to make a rude remark.
Instead, she turned her attention to him, hoping her teacher wouldn't catch her again.
"My names Damien by the way,” he said as he held out a hand.
She nodded, but didn't shake his hand. There was no way she'd tell him anything about her. There was something off about him, and she didn't like it.