A/N: Okay hello guys! Well, at the moment I'm not very happy with stories I have and I feel like writing a new story. So sorry to everyone who has been reviewing and messaging me asking if I'm updating my stories soon, but thanks so much for your support. Hopefully soon I'll continue with the ones I already have up. Again sorry! So I honestly don't know what I'm going to write, I think I'll just make it up and see if it turns out any good, and if it does, then I'll post it! Well I hope you like it! Please read and review and tell me what you think! Thanks again, guys. I love you all!

Oh and just to let you know, in the texting part, the italics is Candace and the bold is Martina. You'll get it as you read! Okay read and review people! Thanks! Oh and the title is actually the title to a song by Maria Mena. I'm no good at picking out titles so I just chose that. I don't own the song or anything. But maybe I'll change it if I think of something better. But I just wanted to put this up ASAP so I used that.

You're the Only One

Chapter One.

My brother, Charlie, and I are inseparable. One reason this for this is because he is only a year older than me. Another reason is because when I was four, Charlie five, our mom passed away. At the time, I didn't really understand what was happening or what death really meant. My brother knew little more than I did, but he took on the responsibility of taking care of and protecting me. Although the protecting thing can get rather annoying (especially when it comes to boyfriends), I love Charlie more than anyone, and always will.

This is why it is extremely hard for me today. You see, my brother is going away to college. Well, not going away I suppose, seeing as his school is only about an hour and a half from where I live. But still, he won't be living with us any more. He will only be able to visit on the weekends and I will be seeing a lot less of him.

But I guess this is inevitable. Besides, I start senior year in a few weeks, so I should be looking forward to that. But I'm not, really. You'd think that Charlie would be the one worried about being in a school where he knows absolutely no one, and having to make friends. But for Charlie, making friends is very easy. For me, on the other hand, not so easy. The majority of my friends are guys, and they're actually Charlie's friends. So, obviously they are all going to college too. My only female friend is Candace. Luckily she is in my grade but I met her through my brother as well. They were dating for a while, but Candace broke up with him not long ago. She said it was because of him going away, but I knew that it was mostly because we were best friends. When Candace and I became close, both she and my brother thought it would be weird for me, even though I told them honestly that it wasn't. Actually, Candace is the only sensible girl that Charlie has ever dated. He has a reputation as the bad boy, man-whore. Yet he still attacks any guy that so much as looks at me the wrong way.

Not that there are many guys who do that. I'm not what anyone would call "beautiful." I'm just Martina. The 5'4" girl with dirty blond, extremely curly hair and green eyes. Nothing special to anyone.

Don't get me wrong, I've managed to have a few boyfriends, a couple of kisses and all that. But nothing that was ever serious, or that stuck. I don't know what it is, but I am just really bad at relationships. I think it's mostly all those stupid romance novels I read. I'm a sucker for a good romantic story. I guess that's what makes me expect too much from guys, when I know that the stuff in those books is in no way real. It could never happen. But still, I can dream right?

But anyway, back to Charlie leaving. My dad is going with him to help bring his stuff and get settled in. He wanted me to come, but I promised I'd go to the mall with Candace to get school clothes. Candace LOVES shopping. I don't really like it, but I always end up going with her.

Charlie and my dad just got all of Charlie's stuff in the cars and are about to leave. My brother turns to me, smiling slightly and says. "Going to give your favorite older brother a hug goodbye or what?"

I roll my eyes, but walk over and hug him. "You're my only older brother, jerk."

He lets go and just looks at me, laughter and sadness in his eyes. "Yes, but I'm still you're favorite, Tina."

I nod. He's the only person who can get away with calling me that. I hate being called Tina. I prefer being called my regular name, or Marty. Charlie started calling me that just to annoy me, but now I don't mind if he calls me Tina. It's our little thing, just me and him. "Well, you know you're going to have to call me every single day, right?"

He smiles. "Of course! How could I possible get through a day without hearing your beautiful voice?"

I laugh. "Whatever you say... just as long as you call."

"I pinkie swear." He says very seriously, holding out his pinkie. I do the same with mine, and we make the promise, one that can never be broken. Yes, this is another thing between us, we still pinkie swear, and take it very seriously if someone breaks their swear.

I laugh and say, "Well go, learn and play football, or that scholarship is completely useless to you." Charlie is an amazing football player, and he got a scholarship even though he isn't the best student in the world. He's alright, he just needs to work a little bit harder.

He rolls his eyes. "Okay, mom." He hugs me again, and says, "I love you Tina."

"Love you too." I reply, hugging him back.

After a minute he lets go. He smiles at me again, and walks out the door.

"You going to be okay by yourself for a while?" My dad asks before following my brother.

I nod. "Yeah, I'm going out with Candace soon anyway, so don't worry. Stay with Charlie as long as you need to."

My dad just nods and continues out the door. Well that wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. This wasn't the end of the world, as I'd previously thought. After Charlie's promise, I knew that I would still get to talk to him and see him when he came home for the weekends.

I felt better as I walked upstairs to my room, grabbing my phone on the way to call Candace and find out exactly when and where to meet her.

"Hey, girl!" She says excitedly when she answers the phone. "What's up?"

"Someone's happy." I say laughing and rolling my eyes, even though she can't see it.

"Okay, guess what?" She doesn't let me reply before continuing. "Danny called me back just earlier!"

Danny was Candace's current boyfriend. She, like my brother, has a new boyfriend every week. Both of them hadn't had a serious relationship since they were together.

"That's awesome!" I say, trying my best to sound as happy as she was. Personally though, I couldn't really care less. "So listen, where and when are we meeting at the mall."

"Oh..." she says, sounding apologetic, "Actually, Danny asked me to go out with him now, and I was about to call you and..." she trailed off and I knew that wherever she was, she was bitting her bottom lip out of nervousness.

"It's fine, Candace." I say. I was partially glad that I wouldn't have to follow her around for hours while she shopped, but now this meant I would have to be home alone for god knows how long.

"Oh, I promise we'll go tomorrow! Okay?" She asks trying to make it up to me.

"Whatever you want. Now I won't keep you any longer. Go get ready for your date."

"Thank you Marty, thank you! I love you!" I can tell she has that beautiful grin on her perfect face as she says this. Candace is extremely beautiful with long, straight medium brown hair and big blue eyes. It's no wonder I can never get a guy with her around. But don't think I don't resent her, I absolutely love her, no matter how much prettier she is than me.

"I love you too. Bye." I hang up the phone and go lie on my bed, having no idea what I'm going to do.

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Without realizing it I fell asleep for a few hours. I get up, look at my clock and see that it's 6 PM, and Charlie should have called by now.

I check my phone and see that I do have one message, from Charlie.

"Hey, Tina, what's up? I promised you I'd call, so I am. Plus I already miss you, so even if I hadn't pinkie swore, I would still be stalking you via your cell phone. So where are you? Still out with Candace, probably. Gosh, that girl can shop for hours. Well, I didn't call to talk about her, so just call me back. I love you. Bye!"

I laugh a little and automatically call him back. "Hey!" he says when he answers.

"Hi, I got your message." I say. "And I wasn't with Candace, she canceled at the last minute. I just fell asleep."

"Oh okay. I miss you so much already! Everyone here is weird!"

I laugh. "Come on, every single person there can't be weird. There must be someone there that is slightly not weird."

"Actually there is. His name is Ben. He's my room mate." He says.

"Really? And what is this Ben character like?" I ask, honestly wanting to know.

"Well he's a musician, actually. When I first came in he was playing his guitar. And I asked what he was playing and he said some band, I don't remember the name, but he offered to burn me some good music."

I raise my eyebrows. This guy sounds exactly the exact opposite of my brother's usual type of friend. "Really? That sounds cool."

"Yeah, he kinda reminds me of you actually. The music obsession, he reads a lot too apparently. And he's just really smart but not in the nerdy way."

"Well I'm a total nerd, so I don't know how he could be anything like me." I say. Although it does sound like he's into the same stuff as me. I sing and play drums, love any type of music and love reading too. All in all he sounds really cool.

"Whatever you say, Tina. But I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to dinner with me and him tomorrow night. He asked if I wanted to hang out, and I said I was going to see if you and I could have dinner and he said to invite you." He says.

"Oh, okay I guess. I've got nothing better to do. Could I maybe bring Candace if she wants?" I ask. "Cause we postponed our shopping trip for tomorrow, so we could just come together afterwards."

"Yeah that should be fine." Charlie says. I can tell he sounds kind of nervous. I know that he never really got over Candace, and I think that she still likes him too. But they're both just too stubborn to admit it. "No problem."

"Cool." I say.

"Hey, listen, I'm going to go. I'll see you tomorrow?" he asks.

"Yeah." I reply. "Wait, where are we going? Where should I meet you?"

"Just meet me at my dorm. Dad can tell you how to get there." He says.

"Okay. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I say. "Night, Charlie."

"Bye Marty," he says before hanging up.

I get up and start heading downstairs looking for my dad.

"Hey, daddy." I say as I walk into the kitchen to find him sitting at the table, reading the paper and drinking a beer. Just like always.

"Hello, Martina." He says, hardly looking up from his paper. "I ordered a pizza. I hope that's okay."

I just nod, then realize he's not looking at me so he probably didn't see it. "Yeah, that's fine." I say, going to sit across from him. My dad, being a single father, isn't the best cook in the world, but we live. He is also extremely bad at communication. Which makes our relationship crap, because I express myself by talking about how I'm feeling, while he shoves everything away.

"So, how was your day? Everything go good with Charlie?" I ask, trying to start conversation.

He just grunts out a barely audible, "Fine."

"Great." I say, sighing under my breath. "Well I'm going upstairs. Call me when the pizza comes." This time he doesn't show any sign of having heard me, but I know he did, so I just get up and go back up to my room.

After eating dinner and reading some more of my latest book, I decide to go to sleep again. Because of my nap, it takes a while for me to fall asleep, but once I do, it's a dreamless, peaceful sleep.

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The next day I was up and out the door by 9 o'clock on the way to pick up Candace for our day of shopping. I told her about the offer to go with Charlie, this Ben guy and me to dinner and she accepted, glad to have something to do and at the prospect of meeting college boys. We wanted to get an early start on the shopping so she would have plenty of time and no need to rush.

At about five o'clock we start driving to Charlie's school getting there at around 6:30. We're walking to my brother's dorm right now, hoping that we have the right one. We knock on the door and Charlie opens it almost immediately, a huge grin on his face.

"Tina, hi!" he shouts, hugging me as if it has been years since we've last seen each other, not just one day. But I hug him back with the same amount of enthusiasm.

"Hey, Candace." Charlie says smiling at her.

"Hi Charlie, how have you been?" She asks politely.

"Great, how about yo-"

But he's interrupted by a voice from inside the room saying. "So what, not going to introduce me to you're friends, Charlie? Well don't I feel appreciated."

Charlie smirks, and opens the door wider. "Sorry, Ben, didn't mean to bruise that ego of yours."

As I see the guy I almost forget to breath. He kind of looks like Ryan Ross (the guy from the band Panic at the Disco), but he's a little taller, with darker hair and beautiful green eyes. His face is exactly the same, though. To put it simply, this guy is gorgeous.

"No worries, I forgive you Charlie." And I can tell right away that this guy knows he's gorgeous. He has a little smirk on his face, and he's standing in a way that suggests that he's the hottest thing in the world. I hate guys like that.

"Ben, this is my sister, Martina, and her friend, Candace." Charlie introduces us. "And girls, this is Ben."

Ben looks quickly and Candace, then his eyes flash over to me. He stops for a moment before smirking again and saying. "Hello." For some reason I feel like he is talking directly to me.

"Hello." I mutter back, finding myself trying to take my eyes away from his intense gaze, but this is impossible.

Finally, he takes his eyes off of mine and says, "Well I guess we should get going."

We decide to all go in my brother's car. Charlie and Ben in the front, Candace and I in the back.

We're hardly in the car a minute when I get a text. It's from Candace.

"You totally think this Ben guy is hot!"

I blush a little but roll my eyes at her before replying.

"So what if I do? He is hot. You of all people should realize that."

"But did you see the way he looked at you? He's totally into you. Besides even if he is hot, he's not really my type."

"He was not looking at me in any special way, and even if he did I don't want anything to do with him. He's obviously a jerk. And who is your type? Charlie...?"

She ignores this last text, glaring at me a little.

"Hey, no secret texting." Charlie says. "Anything you have to say can be said aloud."

"Eh, they're probably just talking about how hot I am." Ben says, and I can practically hear the smirk that I know is on his face.

I snort, and say, sarcastically, "Yeah right." Even though we were kind of talking about the fact that he is hot.

Ben turns around in his seat to face me. "Excuse me?" he asks, sweetly. Again, the power of his eyes shock me a little.

Finally, I get myself together enough to say, "I said 'Yeah right'."

He rolls his eyes. "I'm perfectly aware of what you said. I just want to know why you said it."

"Because." I say, sharply, "I love how you just assume that we were talking about you. We could have been talking about anything! It's just obvious to me that you're a self centered, egotistical, selfish, jerk!"

My little exclamation only seems to amuse him though. "Really? So you're claiming you know exactly who I am from the whole 10 minutes we've known each other?"

I nod and say, "Yes."

He just laughs and shakes his head. "Whatever you say... I just hope I'll get to prove you wrong."

I don't know what exactly to make of this, so I just ignore him and pull out my iPod. Listening to music is my own personal form of therapy.

After a moment, I hear a voice say, "So... what are you listening to?"

I try to glare at Ben, but when I look up I see the smirk gone from his face. He just looks honestly curious.

It takes me by surprise, so I stumble as I say, "Oh! Um... I'm uh, listening to... Led Zeppelin."

I can sense he's about to roll his eyes and say some rude comment, but I beat him to it. "And I know what you're thinking. But I'm not listening to 'Stairway to Heaven'."

Now he looks curious again. "Really?" he asks, "What song?"

"'Thank You'." I say, handing him my iPod so he can see for himself.

He takes it and looks at the screen for a moment. Then he looks up at me and says, "Oh. You know, 'Thank You' is my favorite Led Zeppelin song."

I raise my eyebrows. "Really? Me too."

He smiles, a really smile, not the smirk that I'd already seen a number of times in the sort time since I've met Ben. "That's awesome. Do you mind if I look through this?"

I nod, surprised that we actually have something in common.

As he's looking through my iPod, he occasionally nods in agreement, or mutters a band name or song out loud. I turn to look at Candace, who just smirks at me and mouths, "I told you so." I blush a little, and look away from her.

"Not bad." I jump a little as Ben says this after a while. "You have seriously good taste in music."

"Thank you." I mutter.

"You know, I'm surprised Charlie doesn't know any of the music I've made him listen to so far, you have almost all the stuff I've shown him."

"Well, I don't know, we've just never really shared music I guess..." I say.

"Guys, we're here." Charlie says then. I look up and realize we're at a little restaurant I don't recognize.

We get out of the car and Candace steps ahead to say something to Charlie, leaving me behind them, walking with Ben.

"So, your name is Martina right?" Ben asks.

I nod. "Yeah..." I don't really know what else to say.

"Well, do you like being called Tina? Cause I've heard Charlie call you that a lot."

"Oh no!" I say quickly, "I actually don't like being called Tina by anyone except Charlie... it's just kind of an 'us' thing, you know?" I say.

"Oh." He says. It's quiet for a moment before he says, "Well then what should I call you?"

"You can call me whatever." I say. "Martina... or Marty, I don't mind that one."

He turns to me, and smirks a little, but this time it's not condescending, just... cute. "Well, I like Marty, so I think I'm going to call you that."

I laugh a little. "Okay, whatever you want."

The rest of the night was spent just eating and joking. Ben and I talked a lot about books and music, two huge things we had in common, and also some of the things that made us different. Like how he likes sports while I failed gym in school for refusing to participate. And how I love to draw while the most he can draw is demented stick figures. It was really an awesome night, and I felt that Ben was trying extremely hard to prove me wrong, to prove that he's really not a jerk.

A/N: Yay! There's chapter one people! I really hope you liked it! I actually think I like this one quite a bit! I hope it turns into a good story! Well let me know what you all think! It'll make me the happiest person on earth! Okay well review and thanks so much for reading! I love you all! Okay bye!