I'm sixteen years old. I am light skinned and I have brown eyes. I think it's weird since most blonds have blue eyes not brown. I'm originally from Florida, but I moved to Los Angeles. I only have my mom because my dad died in a car accident. I am an only child, but I always wanted a little brother but mom said no because she didn't want to replace my dad. She says she can barely handle me, so I've just got to live with that. This is my story of my first real high school love, but I don't deal with that so easily. I will need some help on what to do and how to act. Boy, this isn't going to be easy.