my mom told me one day I'd be somebody's gift and I'm glad I was his and he was mine // @indirectacm

Never, in my entire life, have I ever watched my father look a boy in the eyes and tell him that he trusts him enough to take care of me. And as they're pulling him away, I'm crying, Blake's pacing the elevator, Bradley's dying and Austin's coming at me with open arms. That's when it hits me. I've finally found the one. Slipping in and out of sanity, the path of my new life is carved with this boy, through the drama and craziness- he's there. Even when he's not there, he's still in my mind.

Alessandra Lindell has been pampered and treated like a princess her entire life. She lives in the wealthiest part of town, she attends a private school, she always looks perfect, she's got the star of her school's basketball team to call her boyfriend, and never once does she not get her way. One day, she ends up doing the unthinkable. She is forced to take the bus home because neither of her stuck up, manipulative parents could pick her up from the mall that she felt was absolutely necessary to go to. Ending up in the slum due to the fact that she had gotten lost, she doesn't have the first clue of what to do. She had never been there before because it was frowned upon for someone like her to be anywhere near it. After wandering around aimlessly for about an hour, it began to get dark. She accidentally finds herself conversing with a boy about her age only to find out he attends the dreaded public school across the street from her own. He talks to her and acts as if they aren't from completely different worlds, which they are. They both knew that. While she was quiet and controlled, he was a fighter. In time, Alessandra will fall for the boy that she least expected herself to. Stereotypes and pure hatred surround them at all times, making it more than just difficult to be together. Everybody has a limit.

♀"Sorry you're not my type." ♂ "Like I'm not you're type of guy or guys in general?" ♀ "Guys in general, sweet cheeks." Story Line: @trapmahone || warning: explicit scenes by ChampagneMahxne

❝I will bruise your lips and scar your knees and love you too hard. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I finally leave, you will understand why storms are named after people.❞