Author Note: Hey! This is my first story, brought about by roleplaying with Poof. Remember, I love reviews and ways that I can make my writing even better. Also, three reviews earn you a new chapter! Sorry if this chapter's really short.
My whole life completely changed when I met them.
Okay, first, let me talk a little about me. I'm Samantha Austin, a seventeen-year-old who never really fit in anywhere in life. I've had my list of nicknames at school, including "Geek," "Nerd," "Teacher's Pet," and "Miss Attitude." Unless someone really want their dental work rearranged, they call me Samantha or Sam.
I'm around five foot six with dark eyes and even darker hair. My hair was always loose and shadowed my face when I looked down, which was about ninety-five percent of the time. I usually wear jeans with a T-shirt under a denim jacket. Scars on my face and arms showed that I got into fights that involved sharp objects sometimes. I usually keep to myself.
I've also got an eighteen-year-old best friend, who is practically my sister. She has long blonde hair that goes down to her thighs as well as blue eyes. Green highlights are in her hair as well, and her blonde bangs are usually hanging in front of her eyes, a sparkly pink headband usually keeping them in place. She is prone to skirts and blouses as well as close-toed black shoes, but don't let appearances fool you.
She's a feisty one. Very.
She cusses like a sailor, and she's got a very hot temper when you cross her mean side. She is very protective of me, and she's not afraid to tell you exactly how she feels. Her name's Primrose Strike, but call her Prim if you value your life.
That's all the past. This is about how I got to where I am today.
I could start anywhere in my life, but I think I'll start with how a trip to the candy store turned ugly.