LOGINYou just have to love Chris uhn? 🌝
I couldn't stop smiling.I stared down at the little velvet box resting in Dwayne's palm before looking back up at him."...What's this?"He scratched the back of his neck, suddenly looking much less confident than the easygoing guy I'd been talking to moments ago."Open it."I carefully lifted the lid, a smile still playing at my lips. Inside the boy was lay a delicate silver necklace with a tiny crescent moon hung from the chain, wrapped around a small crystal that caught the fairy lights beautifully every time I moved it.I simply stared at the necklace. It was really pretty."It's beautiful” I commented. Dwayne stared back at me with a smile, "You like it?"I nodded. "I do” I dangled the pendant between my fingers. "It's adorable."He rubbed the back of his neck, "I saw it yesterday and it reminded me of you."My brows lifted, "Me?""You've had a rough few weeks. I figured everyone deserves something nice once in a while."My heart softened.Nobody had given me something simply
“The truth is, it was me…” I was so focused, I could hear Maya's breathing. She looked like she regretted opening her mouth at all.I didn't blame her. Whatever she was about to say had been eating her alive.She took one long shaky breath and finallylooked me in the eyes."The bathroom video and the slut princess nickname. Vanessa made me do it."I already guessed but I gasped anyways, "...What?""I recorded you coming out with Dwayne and Vanessa made me send it to her."Everything inside me seemed to stop, I wanted to ask why but I left her to finish. "She already had the video before everyone else, I edited it with the song and graphics.""No..." I gasped even though I already knew. I still wanted to ask disappointed. Maya nodded miserably, “I didn't want to do it but she made me.""And?"Maya wiped a lone tear from her eyes, "She said you deserved to know your place and that she's meant to be the most popular girl in Maryville."A cold feeling settled in my stomach, the fake co
As soon as I stepped out of Chris's car, bass thumped from somewhere inside the huge house while students wandered across the lawn with cups in their hands, laughing loudly.Chris stood beside him, "I'll text when I'm leaving."I nodded, "Have my number" I tapped it into the phone he gave to me and handed it back. He said sternly, "And stay with Vanessa.""I will” I lied through my teeth. His emerald eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You'd better."I gave him my most innocent smile. "When have I ever lied to you?"He stared, “You better not because I will never trust you again. I better also not see you with the Dwayne”I asked, "Okay. You're cool with Ivy then?."He looked away, “Just go." He walked away first. I let out a long breath as I turned toward the house, only to freeze before I even took a step. Vanessa was standing near the front porch with the cheerleading squad, still dressed in their purple and white uniforms after the basketball game.I walked forward slowly hoping to b
I stood staring at Chris's bedroom door for a minute before raising my hand to knock. Something flashed through my mind, I remembered Chris barging into my room, opening my door without warning, acting like privacy was not in existence. A slow grin spread across my face as I wrapped my fingers around the handle.I pushed the door open without knocking, just like he usually does. I grimaced at the state of Chris’s room.The difference between Sean's room and this room was laughable.Sean's room looked like it belonged in a furniture catalogue while this looked like a tornado had come through. An hoodie was on the floor just in front of me. A basketball rested on top of piles of books on the floor, a couple of feet away. Shoes lay abandoned in the middle of the floor.His desk was buried beneath notebooks, headphones, empty water bottles and whatever that was. His bed wasn't even made. The duvet was hanging over one side."Does he live like this?" I muttered to myself as I stepped fa
I gave myself one last look in the mirror."You look cute," I whispered. I'm not too dressed up and I don't look too casual either. Just enough to make it look effortless.A cream-colored long-sleeved knit top hugged my figure without showing too much skin, while a black pleated skirt stopped mid-thigh. Knee-high boots completed the outfit, and I had curled the ends of my long golden-blonde hair into soft waves that framed my back. The sleeves were the most important part. They were tugged down instinctively to cover my scars. The scars need to stay hidden.I decided to add a little concealer to my face again and double my lip gloss, more mascara and blush and I finally feel completely ready. Just enough makeup to make me look less like someone who'd spent the last few days getting into trouble. I picked up my little shoulder bag.Phone, check. Wallet, check. Lip balm, check."Tonight," I murmured to myself, "I'm absolutely not getting into trouble."My reflection looked unconvin
"Rebel!"The voice rang across the parking lot.The hand around my wrist disappeared almost instantly. The tall boy released me so fast I nearly stumbled backward.I rubbed my wrist instinctively while looking past him.Dwayne was jogging toward us, his basketball jersey still on, a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. Sweat darkened the collar of his shirt, and his hair was damp from the game, but his expression was anything but relaxed."What the hell's going on?" he demanded.The tallest boy clicked his tongue, "Mind your business."Dwayne stepped between us without hesitation, putting himself directly in front of me."I think it became my business the second you stood in front of her” his voice deepened with each word.That somehow made it more intimidating.The boys exchanged uneasy glances. One of them scoffed, "They were just talking.""Funny," Dwayne replied, "From what I saw, it looked more like harassment."The tall one rolled his shoulders, "You want a fight?"Dwayne shrugge
I couldn’t breathe.One second, Dwayne was dragging me through the packed crowd with his hand wrapped tightly around my wrist, and the next, Chris punched him so hard his head could have snapped sideways. Girls screamed.A table crashed over.I stood there frozen, staring at Chris Kane. I thought
He wore dark clothes that made him stand out above all the other brightly dressed guys, band aids still decorated his face. “Hey Dwayne, I thought you said you wouldn't make it,” I said and he shrugged. “I came for you. You look good. Want a drink princess?” He yelled above the noise. “I’m not a
Dad wasn’t alone. A woman sat opposite him, smiling warmly. She had long gray hair and bold green eyes, she sat confidently with her legs crossed. I felt immediately intimidated by her calm but bold presence. “Rebel,” my dad said, getting up to give me a hug. “Meet Susan, she's going to be your st
The door suddenly barged open. All fours of us watched as a guy with band aids decorating his gorgeous face stepped in. He paused when he saw me,“What's going on here?” He asked in a deep voice, turning his gaze to the three guys. “Dwayne?. You're alive?” Brown curl began to laugh, “I thought Ch







