A/N: Catlyn Hoyt had it all the perfect boyfriend, friends, a supportive family, and even her spicy attitude couldn’t change

A/N: Catlyn Hoyt had it all the perfect boyfriend, friends, a supportive family, and even her spicy attitude couldn’t change her life. Of course there were problems but nothing she couldn’t handle. Everything was as if she had the life everyone wanted…well maybe. That was until an unknown person entered her life in a very normal way. What happens with this person seems to have a magical touch. No one could ever change her ways or make her different but what happens when they seem to know just the hidden secret behind this very private girls mask. If you want to know keep on reading because you’re in for very many twist, turns, and a whole lot of ahhs!...

This story is fiction by all means but some of it did come from my life…the characters in it are made up. Some of the names are from people I know but most of this story began in my L.A III class when we had to write a short story. I never turned it in because I could never stop writing. I hope you guys enjoy it!

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He told me that I was the one. He had never had this feeling with any girl before me. His name was Justin and two months after we began to date we were suppose to be heading to the alter, right after my semester graduation. As for me, well everything I did and every word I said was all for him. So maybe we should go back to the beginning of our sophomore year where this rollercoaster began.

“Catlyn I would like you to meet Justin, my boyfriend” Justin, skinny, a bad boy…most defiantly, couple tattoo’s, a smashed looking face, and rocker style blond hair, oh but not to mention those crystal blue piercing eyes. By no means was this boy cute or even HOT for that matter. But something about him, his presence made me intrigued to get to know more of him, more about him. “Nice to meet you Justin, I’m Catlyn...”well duh he knows that she just told him…gosh Catlyn nice job your such a ditz why can’t you not drool over every man you see. “…Well of course you know that silly me. But uh Becca come on lets go we’re going to be late for class again if we don’t run now!” I remember that day so well because that’s the day my heart truly knew that he would forever be ingrained in it and the guy for me! Gosh fourth hour lets see what to say about fourth hour that year. I had language that hour and somehow magically passed without ever paying attention. Oh the teacher always sat me by all my friends she could never keep us apart. The five of us always made trouble and talked constantly! Mrs. Crader, our L.A teacher, though seemed to sit my friend Ricky, or aka Schmuckerdoodle, and I together even though she would always say “Next time when I change you guys seats your not going to be sitting together”. In the end the five of us got the nickname the Troubling Musketeers. “Catlyn would you please explain what Shakespeare meant by that live we just read?” Aw dang! grr my Schmuckerdoodle always had to distract me. “Uh..um...well he was trying to, he was trying to describe the relationship between Hamlet and uh...oh I don’t know Mrs. Crader, I’m sorry Ricky was distracting me” “Ah really, well maybe next time Ricky begins to distract you, you can remind him about how you got sent out and the hallway and have to write a paper over Act IV mmmm…” “But..Mrs Crader come on shouldn’t Ricky have to do that to!” Well I’m guessing now that you have kind of gotten the idea of how 4th hour went why don’t we skip a couple months or so. It was the week before finals, right before Christmas vacation. I had gotten to know just and the more of him I go to know the more and more I began to get curious of him. But uh did I forget to mention that I’m in a relationship and had been for about a year or so now as well. We did break up once but then got back together He was the star quarter back of our school’s rivalry team, and a very tall, dark, and hansom Caecilian! Yeap that’s right he was originally from Italy. He moved here with his parents when he was about 8. You could also say he was loaded, but could never really tell because he never had that vibe about him, and none of his friends ever suspected he would go for someone like me! I, Catlyn Hoyt, not all that popular, although many people think I am, very quiet, quite shy, outgoing eh yes but only once I get to know someone. There is one thing though that I will never ever do in my life and that’s put on those little spanks or whatever you call them, put palm palms in my hands and fly through the air! Nuh uh no way. Now back to my current relationship. His name was Miguel Manachienini’s and just a sweetheart, was brought kind of the old fashion way. You know old type gentlemen and that whole package, and always found some way to surprise. Always getting me things even for no reason. Now, now though let’s get back on track, you’ll find more about that whole thing later on in this tinny story of mine!

It was December 15, 2006 when Justin and I first hung out. He wanted to keep it a secret, but there was just no way I could keep this from Becca, that just isn’t me. So I had asked Becca to hang the previous weekend and asked her then if she was cool with him and I hanging out together. I told her that I was going to be looking for a dress for Winter Formal. “Haha, well he’ll defiantly enjoy that. Catlyn if you would have hung out with him by like Christmas break I would have gotten concerned then. I do really appreciate you asking me though! You’re such an amazing friend! Have fun, maybe you’ll actually begin to like him.” Begin to like him, there was no a begin to it! I not only like Justin, I truly believed I was beginning to fall in love with him. Becca gave me her blessing for both of us to have fun, and only later on would anyone really realize that, we from then on out did have fun and maybe crossed boundaries we shouldn’t have