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It Started With A Lie...

Novel By: littlemissromance13
Romance



*Completed*
Eighteen-year-old Lindy Scott has made the biggest decision of her life: moving from her hometown of Los Angeles, California to Portland, Oregon.

She gets rather comfortable quickly and part of that has to do with her majorly attractive next door neighbor, Daren. Daren Williams is a sophomore at Portland State University. He has lived in the same house since he was 11 years old and still kept it after his mother passed away.

But that’s not the bad part. Lindy’s friends are all happy in California with their boyfriends. So when they ask Lindy if she has a boyfriend she answers with a yes when the real answer is no. From there her friends are eager to learn about Lindy’s new Portland cutie. But all they need to know about her new “boyfriend” is that he lives next door to her and he is in a sophomore in college.

It Started With A Lie…but could a romance bloom? Or is everything better as fiction?
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Submitted:Aug 8, 2011    Reads: 600    Comments: 28    Likes: 6   


~One: Complete New Beginning~

*Lindy*

I sit on my hot, hot pink beach towel taking in the lovely end of August rays. My skin tanning even more than it already is as I sit here longer. I sit up and tie my unnatural red velvet cupcake colored hair into a ponytail and then look out at the California Ocean. I look to both sides of me and see my two best friends.

On my right there is the drop-dead gorgeous Lindsie. Her natural sunlit tan skin makes her huge light green eyes pop even more than they already do. Her light yet dark brown shoulder length hair sits happily at her sides as she lies down on her blue beach towel. All five feet six of her rocking out to whatever new mainstream hit that is flowing through her pink Skull Candy headphones.

Then on my left is the sweetly beautiful Kati. Even though her beach blonde hair is fake it goes perfectly with her eye-popping bright blue eyes. Her natural soft ivory skin now has a light summer glow to it. Even though she is five feet one inches tall she is one of the sweetest girls you will ever meet.

And of course leaves me. I guess I could say that I am very much different than both Lindsie and Kati, along with all the other girls here in Los Angeles. My hair used to be just bland, boring soft light brown. Then I got a great idea to make a big change. And well since I was 16 (I'm 18 now) I have had reddish pink hair. Or as everybody else likes to say that it is the color of red velvet cupcakes. I like that my hair stands out. I'm not just a brunette. I am literally a RED head. I have naturally pale skin but it is not as pale as Kati's. My long eyelashes make my blue-grey eyes look bigger. But they're not nearly as big (and gorgeous) as Lindsie's. I'm not short, nor am I tall. I stand at five feet four inches tall.

As I look out at the ocean ahead of me I can't help but smile. But that smile is bittersweet. I am leaving in less than 24 hours.

"Do you have to go?" Lindsie asks.

"I need to do this for me. I know it is going to be hard, but it's worth it. I promise both of you that."

"We know, Lindy. But it's going to be hard here without you by our sides. You're our best friend for life, girly!" Lindsie replied.

"Aw, you guys!" I say before pulling both Kati and Lindsie into a tight embrace.

"It's going to be just fine. You two will be just fine here without me. I am scared too you know?! Portland, Oregon is completely different than L.A."

"No shit," Kati says.

Both Lindsie and I turn our heads. We look at Katie stunned that she actually just said a cuss word. And not just any cuss word, she said shit.

"What?! I can say cuss words, too."

We all begin to laugh at Kati's response Then we all lie back down on our beach towels to tan some more. There is truly nothing like California sun.

~

The day at the beach ends with a lot of hugs, kisses on the cheek and you guessed it, tears. When I finally pulled away from my best friends in the whole world I felt scared and lonely. I wiped my tears from my face and walked up the long hill to my house. I look behind me and see Kati and Lindsie wiping their tears as well.

I made inside my house and walked straight upstairs. I knew that my parents wanted to 'hang-out' with me since this was my last night here in Los Angeles before I took off to Portland, Oregon.

I jump onto my bed and put my face down on my purple fluffy pillow. I sit up because I had to breathe. I then look at the picture of the gorgeous guy I once knew in a gold picture frame on my bedside table. I couldn't help but shed a few more tears by just looking at the picture.

That picture held one of the most amazing people I know in it, known other than Drew. We were good friends for most of our lives. We had bad times here and there. But during junior year of high school we began dating. We fell for each other and I actually thought I would marry him someday. Then reality hit and it really hit a bit too hard. We were driving home from a romantic date. One of the best nights of my life--well before reality hit. We told each other that we truly loved one another. When we were a block away from my house a drunk driver hit Drew's car. After that I just remember waking up in a hospital room. My mother was in pure tears and then she later told me that Drew didn't make it. I was and still am heartbroken. Nobody has been able to 'steel my heart' as I like to call it. I've been on dates but nobody makes me feel like Drew did. Along with my fear of falling back in love, what if something bad happens again?

I woke-up to the sunlight filling my bedroom. I opened my eyes quickly but shut them again due to the amount of bright light in my room. I got up slowly and then made my way to the bathroom across the hall. I looked in the mirror and was instantly disgusted. I was all puffy and pink from all the crying I did last night.

I knew that I needed to get my shit together. I need to get ready for Portland and also get ready to leave most of Los Angeles as well. As scared and nervous as I am, I am doing this for a reason. And the reason being that I got into a good college and I don't want to take it for granted by not going. I need to do something with my life and this is my start. My new beginning.

~

"Please be careful, Lindy. I don't want anything bad to happen to you down there in Portland. I'm not going to be there to help you if you get into any trouble," my mother spoke in her overly motherly tone.

"I know mother, I know! Stop being so motherly, okay?! I will be fine. I am 18 years old now, not eight. I can do this and I am doing this."

"Be safe honey and do well in school. Don't party too hard," my father said being his straight and to-the-point self. Unlike my mother he always just said what was supposed to be said and not overly worrisome. Simply just to the exact point which I like a lot better.

I nodded and then grabbed my bags. I wheeled my suitcase and then carried my other bag on my shoulder. I unlocked the trunk of my 2011 Honda Civic and threw both my bags in it. I turned around to face my parents and quickly threw my arms around both of them.

"I'll talk to you soon, okay," I said.

"Be safe and call us as soon as you make it to Portland."

I nodded and then walked to my car. I unlocked the door on the left side and hopped inside it. I started the car and drove off.

I made it to Kati's house knowing that both Kati and Lindsie would be there. I had to say a true goodbye to them.

I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Kati answered the door wearing a navy blue tank top and fluffy pink Hello Kitty short pajama shorts. She smiled big and then wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back and then walked inside her home. The amazing smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies filled my nose. I knew that Lindsie and Kati have been baking because of the cookies and because that's what they do when they're depressed.

I grabbed a cookie from the pan and sunk my teeth into it. I turned around to see a teary-eyed Lindsie. I hugged her as well and then looked at my two best friends. I knew how bad I was going to miss them and I wasn't looking forward to the loneliness of Portland due to no friends yet.

"I'll miss you two but don't ever feel like you're not my best friends. Because no matter whom I meet in Portland you two will always be my girls."

"Aw Lindy of course and the same with us," Kati said.

"Maybe you'll meet a hot guy and fal-"

I cut Lindsie off mid-sentence and then shook my head. I couldn't hear those words now and especially at a time like this.

I hugged my best friend's goodbye and then took off in my Honda. When I made it to the highway I turned on the radio to relax myself. I settled for an older The Script song. I began dancing around in my car and felt a bit better. Maybe this trip won't be as awful and lonely as I expect. It will be fun and like nothing I have ever done before. It is my complete new beginning.

*Daren*

I woke-up on my stomach on my mattress that sits on the carpeted floors in the back bedroom. I turn my head to the left and then shut my eyes due to the bright Portland summer sun. Even though the weather here sucks, it has been pretty good lately. It has gotten past 92 though.

I look over and see that there is nobody else in my bed. I then get up slowly and practically fall on my way to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and pull my boxers down. I step over the bathtub and get into the shower and let the Luke-warm water flow all over me.

I wrap a white towel around my waist. I walk up to my mirror and wipe off the steam. I look at my wet dirty blonde hair. I then take out my toothbrush and put on some toothpaste on it.

Two minutes later I make my way out of my bathroom and walk back to my bedroom. I take out a dark green tank top and some blue jeans. I throw them on and then go to my kitchen. I then see the familiar bright blonde wavy blonde hair. She was sitting at my kitchen table eating half a grapefruit.

"Heather you're still here?" I ask.

"Yay, you're finally up. I missed you," she said in her preppy voice.

I walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of orange juice. I grabbed a cup from the cabinet and placed it on the counter next to the juice. I poured a glass and sipped it before facing Heather again.

"Sorry babe, I guess you wore me out from last night," I said with a wink.

She walked over to me from behind and wrapped her arms around my waist. I turned around and then gave her a quick peck on the lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and then began making out with me. She flicked her tongue on my lips making me open mine right away. She began overly moaning which got annoying I then released her and smiled as we looked into each other's eyes.

Heather had gorgeous sparkling bright blue eyes and the perfect pale skin to go with it. Her hair is medium shoulder length blonde waves. She is five feet three but with the shoes she wears looks about five feet six or seven. And of course, she is amazing in bed.

"Well, I better get going! I still have stuff to do back at my place," she said while walking to my front door.

"Okay babe. I had fun and I would love to see you again."

Heather smiled and then got into her car. I watched her as she drove off to wherever she had to go to. I then walked back into the house and decided that I probably should get ready for college to start again. Something I was actually kind of excited for which is still shocking me. I guess it could possibly be a complete new beginning for me. So bring it on!

~Hey lovelies! This is the very first chapter of "It Started With A Lie…" and I am sorry it is so short. But it took me a while to figure out how I was going to start this novel. I wrote over five first chapters and I thought this one was the best. So thank you so, so much for reading! I hope to hear what you think. Xoxo LittleMissRomance13/Krissy<3





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