Only the Beginning...prvwChapter One: I Only Want What I Can't Have. . . Ryan yelled, "Hey, Yaz! Hurry up!" I woke up in my bed, dazed and tired. I groaned while mumbling softly, "W-what?" Rubbing the top of my head I winced a little as I felt a soft bump on my head. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Now I remember. Out little paintball "fiasco" didn't end so well for me. I smirked lightly at the bruises littered over my body. "I'll be down in a minute, Mom!" Even though paintballs hurt, it was so worth it! I got up and threw on a black tank top with a pair of worn, denim skinny jeans to match. Looking down at me gray striped socks, I wiggled my toes and