Chapter 1 Meet Annie Jackson

"Hey Eric!"

15 year-old Eric Camden turned around to see his best friend, Morgan Hamlton, running toward him.

"Hey Morgan. What's going on?"

"Did you see her?", Asked Morgan eagerly.

"See who?"

"The new girl!"

"Oh, no, why?"

"She's great. She was in my math class. She beautiful, and rumor has she moved here all the way from Arizona!"

Morgan had got his attention. Eric grinned slightly.

"So what's her name?"

Morgan thought for a minute. "Hmmm…Amy? No, Allie. I don't know. Something like that."

"Well, what's she look like?"

Just then, the bell rang.

"Sorry Eric, I gotta get to English. Don't worry, you'll know when you see her."

And with that, Morgan dashed down the hall in the opposite direction, leaving Eric standing there puzzled. He had wood shop next. He groaned. He loathed wood shop, partly because he was always afraid he would chop off one of his fingers.

He entered just as the bell rang. The shop teacher, Mr. Oakford, stood at the front of the class.

"Alright class", said Mr. Oakford, "Before we begin, I would like to introduce you to our new student, Annie Jackson."

Eric perked up at the sound of this name. Annie. This had to be who Morgan was talking about. She definitely fit the description of gorgeous. She had golden blonde hair about shoulder length, stunning green eyes, and a smile that could light up the world.

"So Annie, you have experience in wood shop?", Mr. Oakford asked.

"A bit.", replied Annie.

"Good. Class, today you will be making a foot stool. Be creative. Now, get to work."

And with that, the class set throughout the room to get their wood and tools.

After about 30 minutes into the class, it was clear to everyone that Annie had more than "a bit" of experience in wood shop. Her foot stool looked as if it were made by a professional. The surface was flat and smooth and each of the legs were cut to the perfect length and size. She was now carving little flower designs on the surface to make it look prettier. The class gazed in aw at her craftsmanship. By lunch, somehow the whole school was buzzing about her wood shop miracle.

It turns out that wood shop wasn't the all of her abilities. Not only was she a straight A student, she was also very athletic. She was a brilliant dancer. Eric was in aw at her. He wasn't the only one. She was amazing. But it wasn't her talents that got his attention. It was her personality. She was always in a bright mood and she was nice to everyone. All the teachers loved her. She seemed like a perfect angel. However, somehow Eric knew that there was more to Annie Jackson than they knew.