Hi guys! I'm super excited that y'all decided to check this out! This is my first fanfic in FOREVER! I used to write when I was younger, but looking back now, my stuff from when I was younger, just plain sucks… Anyway I really hope ya'll enjoy this! I worked my butt off on it!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own MCL and sadly never will

Prologue

Hi everyone! I'm Miluka Yamazaki! I'm 18 years old and a senior at Sweet Amoris High. I'm kinda short topping out only at 5'4". I love my red mop of hair, though my dad can't stand how frizzy it always is. I freaking LOVE clothes, accessories, and things to make them! I tend to blow all of my allowance on them. I can't help it though, what with my dream of being a fashion designer and all. I've already be accepted to one of the colleges in Paris! Can you believe it?! PARIS! The mecha of fashion in the ENTIRE world!

But I digress. I really wanted to tell all of you lovely people out there, (Yeah, I broke the fourth wall there XD), about what truly led me down this path. I never cared about clothes growing up. If it fit, was clean, and comfortable, I wore it. I couldn't have cared less about whether it matched or was in style. And I probably never would have, if not for him. Leigh Sinclair Ainsworth. A name just as beautiful as he.

Two years ago, my father got a huge promotion in his job that caused the two of us to be plucked out of our quaint, sunny home in Florida to be moved to Amoris, France. I had never even heard of the town until my dad talked to me about it when he was first being considered for the position. At first, I was really apprehensive about the move, but I never wanted to burden Dad about it, so I kept my silence and wished for the best. He had always taken such good care of me, especially after Mom died. She had tuberculosis; I was only 6 when she passed on.

When I look back now though, I grateful for everything that has happened. If Mom never passed away, Dad wouldn't have worked so much harder; if Dad never worked as hard, he wouldn't have been promoted; if we didn't move, I would have never met Leigh; if I never met Leigh, I wouldn't have done everything possible to change and make him notice me; if he didn't notice me, I'd still be the old person that I once was. The scrawny, underdressed kid that no one barely, if ever, noticed.