The name's Katherin or Kat. It's weird how people know or think of you as a quiet, perfect, fighting machine when you are actually the opposite of what they say about you (well, the quiet part is true). I am sad, alone, and depressed. I am waiting for a light to brighten my heart. Guess what! I found my light, I think... Well, it started in the gym of my fighting class. I was the best fighter there, but I was put to the test with the new kid. Peyton Jackson. Well what is a pretty boy doing here in a fighting class? I fought with him and when it ended,I felt as if some of the black glass surrounding my heart had been broken, and some light had seeped through. Well that's new... My first crush.