Prologue
One foot in front of the other Emmalee, one in front of the other. I have to tell myself to keep walking as if I didn't just see the one person I'd hoped I would never see again. The one cause of endless heartache and longing in my elementary school years. The only person who could bring me to my knees with one smile. Blake Taylor. Slowly I turn away from him, and finish my lap around the field. I can't help but remember when I first heard his name. I was a third grader at a small school named Benjamin Foxen Elementary. My class was combined with the second grade, and our class consisted of fifteen kids. Six of us were third graders, three girls and three boys. Our teacher, Mrs. Adams, told us that three new boys were coming to our school the next year. At a school as small as ours, this was a huge deal. Suddenly, us girls had someone new we could potentially date, so we made a pact. Each of us girls chose one of the boys, and neither of the other girls could date any...