WARNING: SEX / DRUGS / MURDER / SUICIDE
Sawyer's entire life turns upside-down when Hayden Godfrey and his family move into town.
(Previously known as, "The Family")
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S A W Y E R
R I D G E L I N E A C A D E M Y
Sawyer cringed as she was thrown into the chain link fence in the dingy alleyway beside her school.
Viciously, her bag was ripped from her hands. But before she could react, Eddie Valencia and Zack Gunter grabbed her arms.
Skylar Jensen and Hannah Moats wasted no time scouring through her bag before finally pulling out what they were looking for. Her wallet... Sawyer watched as they took any bit of cash she had. But she put up no fight.
She saw no use in it anymore. Six against one—it wasn't what most would consider a "fair fight."
She desperately avoided making eye contact with any of them, especially Margot Haynes or Ethan Evans—the demented "couple" that led the group of angry teens. They alone were the most consistent in their hatred towards Sawyer. For them, it always seemed like a personal mission to make her life a living hell.
"You little shit!" Ethan fumed with anger when he saw how much money Sawyer had. "Is this really all you have?" He glared at her, clearly not satisfied. "Seriously?!" He suddenly grabbed a fistful of her school blazer with one hand and lifted the other as though he would hit her. Sawyer cringed—cowering behind her disheveled hair that hung like curtains over her face. When Ethan's fist never collided with her fragile skin, sickening relief laid heavy in her stomach like stones.
But deep down, Sawyer knew the feeling wouldn't last. He just liked toying with her.
Mustering the courage to look, she dared a glance and peeked nervously through her lashes. The fear of seeing a fist coming straight for her sent Sawyer's entire body clenching up.
But when she looked, her attention was snatched by something else. Or more so accurately—someone else. Cecilie...
Sawyer froze.
She was walking with two of her friends. Her blonde hair was tied into a low ponytail that day, and in her arms, she held her school books like the model student she was.
Sawyer wished so desperately that Cecilie wouldn't see her. But at that moment, as if God were laughing at her, Cecilie's gaze slid and met with hers.
Without even realizing it, Sawyer held her breath. Shame and humiliation began to sink heavily within her. Why did she have to look over? Why couldn't she just mind her own business?
"Hey!" Margot's harsh voice suddenly cut in, "Your senior's talking to you!" Sawyer turned to a nasty glare.
