Natalie was the type of girl that could always bring a smile to the people around her. She wasn't the class clown, but she always had something nice to say about someone else, and though she had a lot to be proud of, she never rubbed it in anyone's face. At seventeen her life was going well. Her grades in school were very good, and she was looking forward to going to an excellent college. She lived at home with her parents, who she was very close with. Her mother would often spend hours offering her advice about life. Her father would share stories about his past with her, and Natalie was always
willing to listen. She enjoyed her time with her parents but when she entered her senior year of high school she became very busy. She found she had less time to spend with them, and it seemed her parents understood that. Natalie had her mother's thick dark brown hair that fell in waves to her waist. She had her father's almond shaded eyes, a brown so pale that it almost looked golden, especially when the sun struck it. She was a beautiful young woman, but she had very little patience for the high school boys that
tripped over themselves in an attempt to get her attention. She had more important things to focus on in life, and did not find their immature ways to be attractive.