Chapter 1

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***Characters***

Precious : A 15-year-old turkish girl moved to Orlando from Turkey. Has light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Afraid of falling in love.

Aylin and Erdal Engurlu : The turkish couple precious lives with. They’re Precious’ parents’ old college friends and love Precious as their daughter.

Evelyn : Precious’ best friend in Orlando. She’s a black girl with a natural talent of analyzing people so easily.

Nick Carter: You know who he is...

Brian Littrell: You also know who he is...

Mandy: Nick’s long time gf.

Scott Robinson : Precious’ manager.

Mr.Mitchell : The owner of the Mitchell agency and Precious’ next door neighbor.

It was pitch dark, she was sitting alone in her new room decorated in pastel colors thinking how her life had changed in one night. She was just a high school girl back in Turkey while now here she was, in Orlando with the Engurlu couple.

She sighed and looked through the ocean. She had always loved being near the ocean. “What happened to me?” she thought just at the time someone knocked her door.

“Yeah?” This lovely woman, Aylin appeared.

“You wanna come to dinner hon? We invited some friends over.”

“Sure. Just give me a half an hour and I’ll be ready.”

She opened the double doors of her closet and chose her pink dress above her knees with white lilies on and her low-heeled soft pink sandals that matched her dress perfectly. Putting her hair in amessy bun, she headed downstairs, to the dining room. There wwas a couple sitting around the served table. Mr.Engurlu’s face lit up when he saw the young tall girl coming near them.

“Let me introduce you my little girl” He came near her and put his hand to her shoulder.

“This is Precious, my best friends daughter. She came here to further her education.”

“Oh, I thought you are gonna work or sth.” The old lady said while her husband continued staring her. She didn’t like it at first but he seemed such a kind man so she didn’t care.

“I’ll be 15 in a month or so.” She answered politely.

“15?!?” the old couple said simultaneously. “Oh my girl you seem like you are 19 or something," said the old man this time amazed, while the Engurlu couple glanced her, smiling proudly.

“And they’re Mr and Mrs Mitchell, Precious. Our next door neighbors.

The dinner was just usual. Adults spoke about the government and all and Precious dided from boredom. Though, she had liked them. In the middle of the dinner she had felt sth wasn’t right down her stomach and it wasn’t the delious meals Aylin cooked. Excusing herself, she hardly made her way to her room and layed down on her bed. She closed her eyes and tried not to think of family. Cos it was only bringing back the memories which caused her to miss them much. She fell a deep sleep, not knowing what tomorrow would bring her.