Ariana is a 16 year old girl who feels as though her life is terrible until a boy comes along and changes that but does she have any recollection of who this boy is? Through the ups and downs and struggles what will happen with Ariana and this mysterious boy? Read on to find out.

"Hey Guys! Be quiet!" Chloe's voice echoes throughout the room. The entire party falls dead silent. "Do you guys," She takes a pause, smiling at her boyfriend before continuing, "Do you guys think it's fair, that this- slut right here, little miss Aubrey Castello, is flirting with MY boyfriend, at MY party?" She finishes, putting her free hand on her hip. Her other hand occupies a red solo cup, something that nearly every teenager in this room has, filled with an alcoholic drink of some sort. The room fills with snorts, and whispers. A random person in the crowd screams, "Don't even bother, Aubrey. You're way too ugly!" "That's not fair! Caleb's my best friend, what the hell! I wasn't flirting with him, we were just talking!" I cry back. I looked at Caleb for help, but he just sits there drinking whatever was out of his red cup. "It's not my fault, you're trying to get MY boyfriend to like you!" Chloe bites back. She walks over to Caleb, plopping herself down in his lap, I watch as he welcomes her by placing his arm around her back, pulling her close in for a kiss. I quickly look away because I know this is part of Chloe's plan. To break me down. To weaken me and control me, but I wasn't having it anymore. Instead of feeling envious of the two, I feel brave. In one quick move I quickly state, "I don't actually care, because I have a way better boyfriend." "Oh yeah, and who's that?" Chloe sneers, a smirk playing on her lips. I pause, "I'm dating Harry Styles."