A/N Well, um, hi, I guess. This is my first romance fic so…Be nice please. I am twelve years old guys. Sympathize with me here!

Disclaimer: I own everything in this book! Well, if there's anything that I can't own I don't own that…Yeah just read the prologue.

Prologue

I can still remember the sound of gunshots piercing the hallway. Seeing the blood splattered all over his chest. And his final four words. "Autumn, I love you."

Perhaps I should back up. All the way back to 6th grade.

The door to English class burst open and 6th graders piled out. Finally, I thought. It's lunch time! I get to see Micah!

I was walking down the hallway when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned and saw Micah grinning down at me. With his dark brown hair and grey eyes, he looked very handsome. And his school uniform, a shirt, tie and khaki's, just made him look even more handsome. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. I swished my dark, reddish brown hair over my shoulder and gave him a glance full of fake annoyance. It would be hard to look annoyed anyway with him. It's not just because of my playful, bright green eyes, but that he is not the person you could be mad at. He was too sweet. Ever since we had met, we knew that we were meant to be more than just friends. At night, he would take me up to the balcony of the boarding school and sing to me after curfew. He never sang any old songs though. He always sang a Bruno Mars song. Last night, he had sang 'It will rain' to me. He has a wonderful tenor voice. And he would tip-toe me back to my dorm. Before I go to bed though, I always tell him "Micah, I love you." Then we part.

"Hello there, beauteous. Care to sit at my table for lunch time?" Micah asked with his wonderful, deep voice. Even though he is twelve-A year older than me- He has a very mature voice.

"No duh, Sherlock." I said, and hook arms with him and we walk towards the cafeteria.

It was so sad that we never made it there.

Micah was about to open the cafeteria when gunshots were heard. Everyone started to duck, scream and try to hide. Micah and I did the obvious thing; we ran. We ran until we came to a classroom. I recognized it as French 1. "Someone is shooting in the hallway!" I screamed.

Immediately, the teacher started barking orders to the children who were freaking out. One girl was even crying. Micah and I ran outside of the classroom to call 911 on the emergency phone. 3 people had been shot already. The gunman appeared in the hallway where we were. "Put the phone down." He ordered.

But I continued to talk to the operator about the shooting. "I said put it down." He warned. I didn't stop.

"You leave me no choice." He said. He finished reloading his gun and raised it at me. I was starting to cry by then. The last thing I heard was BANG!

I closed my eyes and waited for impact, but it never came. I looked around for the person that got shot. I started bawling after I saw who it was.

It was Micah.

"No!" I screamed. I was down by his side in about 1 second. "Micah, Micah don't leave me! I need you! Stay with me Micah!" I cried. I couldn't lose him. He was the only boy I had ever loved. I couldn't lose him!

"Autumn, Autumn listen to me." Micah said. I listened. "Autumn, I love you."

"Micah, Micah don't say that! Everything will be okay. You will be okay! Medics are coming. Just stay alive Micah. Stay alive!" I wailed.

Micah started to close his eyes. "No! No Micah, listen to me! You have to live! I can't live without you!" I wailed again.

I watched him stop breathing. I watched him die. I cried even harder if possible. I turned to the gunman. "I hate you! Why would you do this to me? What did we ever do to you?" I yelled.

Just then, police ran into the room. "Drop your weapon and let me see your hands!" They barked.

A policeman came up and put two fingered up to his neck. "Too late." He said. I saw tears in his eyes. Then I recognized him. It was Micah's father.

The rest was a blur. All I remember was seeing my parents at the hospital. I started crying into my father's shirt. He patted me on the back and tried to sympathize with me, but it didn't work. No one would understand. Ever.

And I promised myself I would never love again. Ever.

I remembered walking into his funeral in my favorite blue and green dress. It was pouring down rain outside. I remembered the chorus of the last song he sang to me.

There'll be no sunlight

If I lose you baby

And they'll be no clear skies

If I lose you baby

And just like the clouds my eyes will do the same

If you walk away

Every day it will rain, rain, rain-ain-ain-ain.

A/N so…Like it? Hate it? Wanna chuck it out a window? Wanna own it? Well…Review!