"I'm Calum, but you can call me daddy." "How about fuckboy instead?" *My first few chapters are complete shit so I apologize in advance, I swear it starts to get better

Trinity was an ordinary teenage girl. She wasn't one of the popular girls, but wasn't looked down on, either. She was just sort of there. Boys had never really shown any interest in her, skipping over her like she was just another brick in the wall. But when Trinity starts sending letters to an imaginary 'Mr.Perfect', she gets more than she bargained for. When it turns out that the address she was sending them to is real, she is roped into situations she would never have imagined. Attracting the attention of a rather dark, dangerous boy who seems to know more about her than she does herself, Trinity would soon realise that her idea of 'Mr.Perfect', isn't so perfect after all. But there was no going back.

"Calum please don't go." I plead desperately. "I can't stay." He says coldly before grabbing his bag and walking to the door. "Cal.." I reach out for him but he flinches away. "It's feels like you put a knife through my chest and pushed it right through to the,other side of my back." His eyes are glassy and I feel my heart shatter. This wasn't suppose to happen. Calum was the last person I ever wanted to hurt yet I had hurt him the most. "The Boyfriend project worked out really well Genie." He says before walking out the door.

"I was scared... but wouldn't you be? If a serial killer was utterly obsessed with you?" Highest rank: #2 in Thriller

[Highest Rank ~ #1 in Fanfiction] 7/18/2016 BOOK ONE → "YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE ME!" He screamed. You stared down at the silver pistol that was dangling in his hands. You watched the man that had the fate of your life in his hand. You were beyond scared. the man in front of you was handsome yet fatal. His face was something you've never seen before but the shiny contraption in his hand snapped you out of your thoughts. "I DONT LOVE YOU & I NEVER WILL!" You shouted at the top of your lungs, all of sudden becoming brave. Once you saw his face, you regretted your bravery. "Take it back." He whispered while holding the gun up to your head. A tear streamed down his face as you watched his shaky hand clutch onto the trigger. + Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.

This is pretty much a sequel to my last story, Welcome to the Competition. So yes, this is a Degrassi FanFic. I am going to have this get deeper into the thoughts of Emilia. A lot of the written will show how she is feeling. Well enjoy and tell me what you think :]