|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

TW; Sexual trauma, sexual themes, language, abuse, and violence I sat with a notebook and pen in my hands. My leather chair reflecting the light coming through the shades. I looked at the woman before me. She has been seeing me for months now, and I still don't understand how she can be 200 years old. My patient didn't look over the age of 25. Her long brown hair and dull blue eyes. Her face mask covering the scars of trauma. Through the months she has been seeing me, I still can't understand how she managed to make it this far. To make it to my office. The first month here, all she could mutter was that she was the roses, while he was the poison. Even now, she has not explained to me the meaning, nor has she explained to me who poison is.