Prologue: Introduction

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Have you ever wondered how someone can go from being your best friend to your worst enemy in a matter of moments? How love can turn to hate before you can even turn around to figure out what's going on?

Heartbreak. Betrayal. Silence.

Sound familiar?

It happens to all of us - no one is immune. Every day, in every kind of way. I guess you could say it's a part of life - something we learn from.

So here's what I've learnt.

I'll never set foot in that God forsaken horror trap again.

Most of us say that high school wasn't that bad - this is a lie. Being able to say that your high school experience wasn't that bad means one of two things - the fact that high school was actually so terrible you completely flunked English and you have no real idea of what "that bad" actually means. Or that you were at the top of the class, shined throughout high school with an annoyingly positive attitude, accompanied by practically no life experience, and never realised how bad it really was - until you left and worked out you were in no way prepared for life in the 'real world'.

Or who knows, maybe you were on a sports team and just got concussed so much that you forgot it altogether and assumed from all the medals and broken bones in your school photos that you must have had a good time.

But for the rest of us, who decided when we started reading that we were going to be honest with ourselves in the best way possible. High school. Sucked.

And it was probably a different reason for all of us.

So as much as we'd like to go back through our school yearbooks with permanent markers and burn our old textbooks and toss those horrendous uniforms and deny ourselves any knowledge of our existence there - let's take a step back and control ourselves - why? Because we are victims of a hideous high school experience; not animals.

And you'd be kidding yourselves if at one point during high school you weren't feeling like you were sitting at the bottom of a shrinking shark tank with a Great White that'd skipped breakfast - that's right, in over your head, increasingly uncomfortable, and a little nervous.

So for arguments sake, let's assume the above was true - we've all been there. And I could personally write you a book on my misadventures there and why I would never go back, but this story isn't about me.

This story is about Kaylynn Brookwell, a newbie attending boarding school in the countryside. And no matter how much she tries; she is forever getting herself into trouble...



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