y/n l/n was jimmys best friend in highschool. His biggest supporter through everything. He was there for her when she needed him which was all her life. He's like a big brother to her. they've kept in contact ever since but she lives in a different state she always said she'd never come back to North Carolina because her past until one day....

Grimacing as I watched them all fall from my locker, I dug my fingernails into my palms, causing the skin to break. Why me? Was I really that much of an easy target just because of my last name? I couldn't react, in fact I downright refuse to, it's exactly what he wants. I slammed my locker shut, and as calmly as I could I walked away to the office, ignoring the laughter and stares while I sought reconcile and solidarity in the quiet office until the halls could clear and I could discard of the evidence of my harassment. Elizabeth Donaldson, but don't call me Elizabeth, please. I constantly fall victim to the kings of Illyria Academy. Those kings being none other than the best friends of my brother. My brother, who happens to be completely oblivious to my torture, otherwise he'd rip their heads off. I love my brother, but I hate his friends and what they constantly do to me. I can't be a fool, naïve to their cold hearts, as much as I'd like to be. - THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED INDEFINITELY -