Heart Of A Wallflower|DISCONTINUED

"I'm a horrible person." "No, you're not," I retorted. His gaze on me lingered for a while and turned back to stare at nothing. "I am." ******* High School. The most dreaded part of schooling. It's not always perfect but you've got to make the most of it. I'm Harper. I was once Miss. Popular. Yes, I had the looks to g...