𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙? ~*~ "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐?" "...𝙴𝚛𝚛, 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐..." 𝙸 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝. "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗?" "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐." 𝙸 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. "𝚂𝚊𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝?" 𝙰 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎. "𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞." 𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎. "𝚂𝚞re." ~*~ 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙰𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎. 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖.

Millie Ripley has only ever known one player next door. Luke Dawson. But with only a couple months left before he graduates and a blackmailer on the loose, will their love story stand the test of time? And will they both need to grow up to face the truth?