I finished off my last story, and when I read through the comments, pretty much everyone asked for me to write a new one. At this time I really have absolutely no idea where this story will go to, so if you would like to suggest anything I will attempt to incorporate your ideas as best I can unless I come up with some great story plot. So yeah, here it goes…

Chapter 1-

I woke up and I didn't know where I was. I looked around me. I was in a large bedroom, the walls painted a calm, ocean blue color. The bed I was in had crisp white sheets and a transparent blue canopy that matched the walls. The clock on the bedside table read 12:15 P.M. I got up and looked out the window. It was sunny and the trees were green. Somehow I knew it was summer.

"I thought I heard you moving around up here." I turned around and standing in the doorway was a girl, maybe 25, who was really pretty. "You should be in bed," she said. She came over and grabbed my hand, pulling back towards the bed.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Your home, sweety," she said. She sat down on the bed next to me and took my hands in hers. "You have amnesia. The doctor said that your case couldn't be treated, so I just have to make you remember everything. You were doing so well, but then you forgot everything again. The doctor said that you just needed to rest, which is why you've been in here for the past week. This is the first time you've woken up in days."

I didn't remember getting amnesia. Then again, I wouldn't have. I couldn't remember anything at all. "Who am I?" I asked her.

"Your name is Zachary Goode. You are 26 years old. You live in this house, which is located in a little town called Mystic Falls, Virginia." (this isn't a reference to Vampire Diaries. I just really like the name of this town)

I thought about that. I felt like I should remember something, but I couldn't. Finally I asked, "And who are you?"

She smiled when I asked this. She leaned closer to me so that her lips were only inches away from mine. "I am 25 years old," she said playfully, moving her hand up and down my chest. "And my name is Arabelle Goode, but everyone calls me Belle. And I," she said pausing as she moved closer to me, "am your wife." Then she kissed me.

Suggestions? Comments? All I can say for sure is that eventually Cammie will be in this. Review please.