Finding Tracie Stone Chapter 2 Winter break started out really slow. I was tired of sitting at home. I got off my bed and walked slowly over to my mirror. Maybe I should lay off the sweets. I'll join a gym or something. But then again I don't have money. Being a teenager sucks. My mom walked in unexpectedly and gave me a firm look. "Tracie sit down." My mom was the type of parent who could go from acting like a young spunky 16 year old to a mature 37 year old. As much as I know how fun she could be, I knew that this conversation must've been serious. "What's wrong mom?" "You know that vacation you were really hoping on going to..." "yes! To Prague! Why... What happened?" "your ticket got screwed up some how and now there isn't one for you. I'm so sorry honey." I looked away from her and back into the mirror and stared at my reflection for a brief moment. Then I returned my attention back to my mom. The reflection of my self still showed vividly through her deep brown eyes. "Then why don't you and dad go. It's just 2 weeks. I can hold the house down." "Are you okay with that? You seemed so excited to go. I don't want to feel guilty." "Mom it's fine. I was thinking about jogging this whole break anyways." "I was hoping you'd considered that before it got to late." We both laughed loudly. My mom leaned in and gave me a warm hug. Then she got up and left quickly. I went over to my dresser and dropped my head down into the unfolded clothing. I honestly don't even think I own anything to jog in. Maybe Sarah does. Thank god she lives across the street. I'll take a visit tomorrow. I need rest so I can begin my jog. Later that night I lay in bed. Wondering where I should start my exulting work out journey. It'd be simpler to just run around the block a couple times. But I don't need the neighbors to watch me. I tilted my head over to my window. The light winter breeze blew the trees gently. Then I had an idea. "I'll go jog in the Forrest..."

Finding Tracie Stone Chapter 1 The final bell rang. I grabbed my book bag and headed straight for the door. "Have a nice Christmas Coach Smith!" My voice echoed back into the class room as I walked into the rushing hall. I snuck past a few groups of people until I finally got to my locker. It was medium sized and at the bottom. But I didn't have any locker neighbors above or next to me. So I was safe from being kicked and stepped on. I stuffed my geometry binder in my book bag viciously and shut my locker. "See you next year.." I smiled devilishly and made my way up the hall again until I finally made eye contact with him. We both smiled and walked faster to eachother. "Excited for this break Jason?" He looked down for my hand and got a hold of it. He looked back and me and we locked eyes. "Of course I am. I'll be with you won't I?" I smiled and looked forward into the crowded hall way. Groups of people were hugging, laughing, and crying. Exchanging numbers and pleading for them to be safe over break. What could possibly happen in 3 weeks?

Finding Tracie Stone Prologue: I never was afraid of death, until one day it was sitting infront of me- 10 feet below the ground.- I could see the reflection of my pale face in the silver gun. One blink- and I could miss the chance of watching the bullet go right between my eyes and through my head. At least it wouldn't be a painful death. It would be quick. Like I've always hoped It would go. But I don't want to die here. I was just jogging. I was just curious. But then again, Curiosity did suffocate the lamb.

Finding Me The sudden halt at the stop sign moved my head forward and caused it to slightly bump onto the cold glass car window. I slowly rised my head and looked around. We were at a stop sign. I glanced over at my father who seemed to have a troubled look on his face. "why did we stop?" I spoke softly. He turned around and gave me a sad look. His light blue eyes glared at me for a brief moment. Then at once he turned back to the road and began to drive again. "I think you're really going to enjoy this town. It's alot more subtle." My fathers voice sounded edgey. I nodded my head and directed my attention back to the window. The trees rushed by so quickly. I swear this town is only made up of forrest. We took a sharp turn down a dirt road. More trees stood tall, but following along them was a quiet little river. We didn't have such a calm scenery like this back in Florida. Honestly we didn't have much in Florida. I lived there for only 13 years and I've never really had much interest in the sun and beaches like most girls. I guess I was a tad different. Leaving behind all my friends, and my boyfriend wasn't that bad. For I only had 2 friends and my boyfriend and I broke up two days before my departure. It sounds suckish but I know I'll be fine. The dirt road finally ended and the SUV's tire's began to roll over dark gray pebbles. Typical northern drive ways- It helps with heavy snow fall- I opened the door quickly and took a firm step on the new states ground. The house stood tall and beautiful. It was those type of log cabin homes that you'd see in the magazines. I looked around the perimeter of the front yard. We had no neighbors. Only the trees. And the river. "You like it?" My father stared at me for awhile. Awaiting my answer. I looked over at him and gave a half smile. "It's nice." He chuckled a little and started walking back to the car. I made my way into the house and began to look around. It was already furnished and move in ready. My father had our furniture sent in a day early so we could settle in once we arrived. Even though the new home felt warm and cozy, there was still something missing. Damn, she would've loved this place. I could picture her coming through the front door after a long day of work. Setting her purse on the counter and letting out a loud sigh. Then I'd come running in; Cheerful and happy like I used to be. "Mom! Mom! You're home!" That all would've been perfect. If she was still here.

A Week To Fall Roses are red, Violets are blue. I want you to know, That I love you. It only took 9 days For you to sweep me away. Now we're 7 months strong. Still holding on. Through every laugh. Through every fight. I think of you every night. You are the one I've been seeking for years. You were there for me through my heaviest tears. I know we are young, But I'm really in love- With a friend, an enemy, a boyfriend that loves me.