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Chapter 1- Wont You Tell Me Your Name?

My life plan is go to school and become a CSI for the Miami Dade Crime Lab; i also have a job as a hostess/singer at La Granja Bar & Grill. On Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays I work full-time. Then on Wednesdays and Thursdays I go to school. The only day i have off to do my apartment chores & relax is Sunday. My name is Lillian Anderson and I am 22 years old. I tend to enjoy the little things in life but keep people out when they get too close.

Present Time:

"Alright students, enjoy your break and begin to think about what your specialization could be in the lab", said Mr. Cinella. He's my favorite teacher and also my mentor. His class was my last class of the day, so i left.

On my way to my car, I accidentally bumped into someone.. A tall, handsome new patrol officer someone. Who caused me to drop my books and lunch all over the parking spot next to mine.

"Shoot, I'm so sorry I wasn't watching," apologized the cute man as he bent over and picked up my stuff. Our hands touched as we both reached to see the contents of my lunch..exploded yogurt, and smashed .

"Hi.."

"Hello, Im Ryan." He said, smiling adorably. It made my stomach flip! He then added, "Its my fault, how about I buy you lunch at the Granja?" I giggled.

"I'm Lillian, and I have to work there in about 2 hours.. so you can pay off my employee discount," I stated. His eyes sparkled, and he agreed. He drove us in his patrol car. The short drive gave us more time to talk after ordering our food.

"So what is it you do Wolfie?" I asked playfully. I liked giving nicknames for people. It's how i can tell my friends from acquaintances.

"Well..Lilly, I am a patrol officer but going to be a CSI at Miami Lab in a few days."

"No way! That's what I'm studying for! I've always wanted to be a CSI since I was a child. Anyone I met I told them I was either going to be a singer (which I do now) or a Forensic Scientist," adding to the conversation happily.

"Well maybe once I get familiar with the lab, I can give you a tour if you'd like," suggested Ryan. i liked how he thought we would be seeing each other more. Not that I minded because as of right then I could see us as being friends (and someday more, hopefully).

"Yes, I'd love that Wolfie." We continued our conversation so long that my boss, Antonio, reprimanded me for being 10 minutes late. (How thats possible i have no idea!) We said our goodbyes and He went on his way to the Crime Lab. I went to the back and changed into my cowgirl uniform. It fit well since I have a skinny hourglass figure and am blessed with curves in all the right places.

The usual occurred, 3 bar fights and 2 people kicked out. Karaoke normally I opened since no one was as courageous. To my surprise, when I looked out into the crowd I saw Wolfie sitting at a big table surrounded by some co-workers (I guessed) laughing and smiling.

*lyrics will be italicized and * at the beginning & end*

*There's not much going on today

I'm really bored, it's getting late

What happened to my Saturday? (Saturday...)

mondays coming the day I hate, -aaate

Sit on the bed alone ( alone...)

Staring at the phone( phone...)

He wasn't what I wanted

What I thought, no

He wouldn't even open up the door

He never made me feel like I was special (I looked At Wolfie and he laughed when I made a Preppy move)

He isn't really what I'm looking for

Hey Hey Hey

Hey Hey Hey

This is when I start to bite my nails

And clean my room when all else fails

I think its time for me to bail (time to bail)

This point of view is getting stale,-ale

Sit on the bed alone ( alone)

Staring at the phone ( phone)

He wasn't what I wanted

What I thought, no

He wouldn't even open up the door

He never made me feel like I was special

He isn't really what I'm looking for

Uh,uh,hey hey

Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,hey hey

Uh,uh,hey hey

Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,hey hey

Na, na, na, na, na

We've all got choices

Na, na, na ,na

We've all got voices

Na, na, na, na, na

Stand up make some noise

Na, na, na, na

Stand up make some noise

Sit on the bed alone

Staring at the phone

He wasn't what I wanted

What I thought, no

He wouldn't even open up the door

He never made me feel like I was special

He isn't really what I'm looking for

He wasn't what I wanted

What I thought, no

He wouldn't even open up the door

He never made me feel like I was special

Like I was special

'Cause I was special uh uh

Uh,uh

Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh

Uh,uh

Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh

Na, na, na, na, na*

At the end of the song, I breathed in satisfied with my performance and glanced at Ryan's way. He winked at me while wolf whistling at me. (A/N: ironic much? Wolfie is wolf whistling?) I got off stage and clocked myself out for the night but before I left Wolfie was waiting for me.

"Hey Lilly! That was awesome, if you don't make it as a CSI you def would make it as a singer!" Ryan congratulated me. I smiled and said a modest thanks.

"Come meet some of the guys from the lab! They loved your song." Oh Wolfie, He reminded me of an overly excited puppy. I was somewhat nervous to meet his friends though...