The high school hierarchy - we've all seen it. Jocks, beauty queens, cheer squads, football heroes, basketball stars, popular crowds, rich kids, poor kids, teacher's pets, quiet beauties... and then there were the nerds - *ahem* my people. I wasn't always a nerd, though. Far from it. I was the 'Nation's Prince' - famous, feared, and fawned over. Billboards plastered my face, and my name rolled off everyone's tongue. But all that changed in high school. The first day was business as usual - loving gazes, swooning fans. I was the campus prince, after all. But little did they know, I was already plotting my downfall. You see, my best friend - my cousin, Orion Ford - felt overshadowed. He thought I made him look inferior, and that hurt. We'd been thick as thieves since birth, and I hated that I'd neglected our brotherhood for fame. So, I made a drastic decision - I went from prince to nerd. No more spotlight, no more fake friends or desperate girls. No more suffocating under my family's flawless reputation. I was finally free to live life on my own terms - eat what I wanted, ogle pretty girls without judgment, and just be myself. It was perfect... until Melanie showed up. And I'm still wandering how?

My mother's eyes never held love for me, not since that fateful day when I turned eight. I often wondered why - was it because I struggled in school, or maybe my appearance reminded her too much of my sister who slipped away from us? But no, it was something deeper. At six years old, I buried my childhood, trading it for endless hours of studying, perfecting every skill, every trait, every move - all to become the flawless daughter my mother coveted. But every time she looked at me, her gaze would linger on my face, and I knew - I was still just a replica of my sister. My neighbors would glance over, admiration sparkling in their eyes, but she didn't notice.Trophies gathered dust in our living room, but she remained blind to them. My cooking could impress even the most discerning palates - but she never tasted it. The vacation I won through a writing contest? Just a distant memory, overshadowed by her indifference. Until that day, the mail arrived, and everything shifted. Inside the envelope lay an admission letter to NASW - a school owned and operated by the government. People whispered about NASW in hushed tones, fearing its name like a bad omen. Only the gifted and intelligent walked its halls. I approached my mother, letter trembling in my hand. Her response? A casual shrug. No excitement, no pride - just a monotone voice telling me I was going. My heart sank, but I didn't let tears fall. I swallowed my hopes, my dreams of a happy family, of a mother who loved me unconditionally. I accepted her words silently, no complaints, no begging - just a mask of obedience. That was the day I understood - I was never her flesh and blood, never her real child... just a clone. My birthday arrived the next day, but there were no celebrations - only a suitcase packed by my mother, a ticket to the airport. I remember smiling faintly and making her a promise: I would bring her daughter back to her. Little did I know, that promise would become my everything...

The same cliche story of a nerd and jock falling in love. But what happens when the nerd turns out to be a boy that doesn't take shit from anybody and plays hard to get. And the jock a little too trusting. ⬇️⬇️Sneak peak⬇️⬇️ "Fine, we will do the project together." He said throwing his hands in the air, as he surrendered. I just smirked with my victory. "But in one condition; we do it outside the school. I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with you." He said giving me a disgusted look. "Don't worry, I don't want people knowing I'm hanging out with a dumbass either." I snapped back. "Listen here you." He said while grabbing my collar. "Your little mouth is going to get you in trouble someday." He said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry, my mouth can't control itself when it's presented to stupidity as low as yours." I said with a smirk crafted on my face. His face turned red and you could see a small vein pop out of his empty head. .......... Find out what happens next.

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Irish, a shy and humble girl, has always been known as the poor kid in town. She endured endless bullying and ridicule from her classmates, who looked down on her worn clothes and hand-me-downs. But little did they know, Irish was hiding a secret: she was the heiress to a vast fortune, left to her by her wealthy grandparents. Due to a peculiar clause in her grandparents' will, Irish inheritance was frozen until her 18th birthday. For years, she suffered in silence, her true identity concealed from the world. As she turns 18, the restrictions on her account are lifted, and Irish's life is forever changed. As she gains access to her wealth, Irish's begins to reveal her true status to those who wronged her. The tables turn, and the popular kids who once tormented her are shocked to discover that the "pauper" they looked down on is actually the rich and influential heiress they've admired from afar.