This Peaceful Love - Chapter 1

A girl named Lydia was 16 years old. Her mother had died from a brain tumor when she was only about six and her father died while driving drunk when she was 14. She hadn't really cared that much when he was gone; he had abused her extensively and she had scars to prove it. For almost three years she had been living with her best friend, Nadia. She loved Nadia, but really, she just wanted her own space. She still had her family's house because her parents had passed it on to her in the will. Everything was now hers. So, eventually, in her junior year of high school, Lydia started hanging out at the school or just ended up walking around her small town. Every day she spent a little time at her own home, keeping it beautiful. She left at 7:00 in the morning and didn't normally return till later in the evening. She always found a place to eat but only came back to Nadia's house to sleep. If she tried to play the piano that was there, people would yell at ehr to "Stop that noise!!" She was sick of living in the same house as her best friend. Especially since Nadia was always with her boyfriend. Sometimes it was awkward, but usually they were fighting. Lydia and Nadia hardly ever got along anymore, and they weren't exactly friends like they used to be. Lydia was always getting on Nadia's nerves beacuse she'd be listening to or playing the piano or one of her other instruments. There were never any kind words exchanged anymore. But now, Lydia had another reason to get out of the house: Evan. 1

Evan was 17 years old and six foot two. He had curly brown hair, chocolate brown eyes that glittered almost all the time, and a dazzling smile that was stuck on his face. His hards were very large, which was a benefit for him since he played piano as well, and Joplin had difficult music if you didn't have big hands.2

the two had met one day during a music class and Lydia had been smitten the first time she'd seen him flash a smile her way. They were now very close friends and stopped to talk everytime they passed eachother in the hallway. His smile always made her face light up in excitement and every so often he would wrap his arms around her in a brief hug. Lydia was always hoping and looking forward to taht hug because it made her day so much better. They never said anything about relationships, but both wanted the other to bring it up. 3

Evan was 17 years old and six foot two. He had curly brown hair, chocolate brown eyes that glittered all the time, and a dazzling smile that was practically stuck on his face. His hands were very large, which was good since he loved to play piano and Joplin was difficult if you didn't have big hands for the octaves.4

The two had met one day during a music class and Lydia had been smitten the first time she'd seen him flash a smile her way. They were now very close friends and stopped to talk every time they passed eachother in the halls. His smile always made her face light up in excitement and every so often he would wrap his arms around her in a brief hug. Lydia was always hopign and looking forward to that hug because it made her day so much better. They never said anything about relationships, but both wanted the other to bring it up. Their friendship kept growing as the months passed.5

Eventually, Lydia started to think that he just wanted to be nothing but friends.6

**** will finish later - I'm rewriting it!****