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Chapter I

I could've gone with them. I should've gone with them. But no, I wanted to stay alone for the weekend. Begged to, really. Hey, I'm the responsible one! I get good grades (usually), I keep my room clean (for the most part), I stay out of trouble of any kind...no, really!...and I help out around the house. Why shouldn't I be allowed to stay alone for three full days and nights while Mom and Dad take my brother, Daman, back to college three states over? No one even knows anyone lives out here, since we live in a big house tucked away in the woods. I'd be perfectly safe! Well, I got my wish. And you know what? I would've given anything to be sleeping on a rollout bed in a ho-motel (a really bad motel connected to really nice hotel, for the travel-illiterate) halfway through Virginia listening to my dad's snoring instead by the end of the first night. Not because I was lonely, mind you, I am never lonely. I got sick. And I wouldn't have if I had gone with them. But this really isn't the beginning, and that's where I should start.

The beginning was two days prior, in History class at school…

A/N: I'm considering having some Raz/Soul fluff in this story, but I'm not sure if that will add to or detract from the story. So I'm going to institute a poll: the first...15 people to review and give me their opinion will be tallied and I'll decide from that.