-Lana's POV-
I walk in the crowded hallway carrying my heavy ass text books. Then, I smell a strong scent of the perfume 'Baby Prostitute' and I look up to see Samantha, a stuck up mean cheerleader. I fall down watching my text books fall down with me. I can tell she pushed me on purpose because she giggled softly and said "Oops" in a sarcastic way with a mean smirk. I pick up my text books and continued to math class. Here in NYC performing arts high school, we have one day all the basic classes which are math, science, reading, and history. The next day would be all the performing arts classes which are dancing, acting, singing, DJ, and much more. I write songs and play guitar. I don't sing, well in front of people or in school, and I don't dance. I'm a timid girl. Why dance and sing in front of the whole school when I can just write the songs and play guitar and keep my mouth shut. I walked in math class and sighed and thought "Ugh".
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Broken Heart Repaired (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)
FanfictionLana Smith has had a hard life. She is 17 and a half. Bullied,cuts,and plays guitar and writes songs. That's until Cameron Dallas saved her life and they fell in love.
