Devon is a 18 year old girl in a band with her three other best friends. The bands name is Proposal Till Twelve. They do covers of songs on YouTube and open up for people like, Fifth Harmony, Justin Bieber and all of those other great people. Alex is a die-hard Proposer. She's also 18 and one day meets you guys, along with her best friend.

2003,Ms.Sabrina Jolly,a high school teacher was accused raping her 16 year-old student,Michelle Kingsley. Ms.Jolly was sent to the prison. In fact ,Ms.Jolly did not rape Michelle.They were in love with each other but they were caught .Due to some reasons ,they were not allowed to tell the truth ,so the world did not know the truth,it just believed that Ms.Jolly raped Michelle . 10years later,Michelle was invited to an interview based on this case .She finally got a chance to tell the world that what was going on to her and Ms.Jolly ,the truth that she wanted to tell the world 10years ago .The story officially begins when Michelle freshes back to 10 years ago .

Devon is now 21, older and wiser. She is now once more the quiet solo artist. She is both, immature and mature. She is responsible but also irresponsible. She can be late, or she can be on time. One little meeting can bring all the memories back. sequel to: Little Rock-Star

His movements were liquid, predatory. Silver eyes flooded with hatred and malice. Fear coiled in the pit of my stomach like a snake, twisting and turning with dread. He slowly started to circle me, I copied his movements, my eyes wide and full of apprehension and dread. The warm tang of his blood was fresh on my tongue, but I needed more. So much more before I could be satisfied. His cloak was torn and bloody, all but a few scraps of cloth hanging from his slim shoulders. As we circled each other, he began to taunt me. "Well. Well. Well. Look how much you've grown. Last time I saw you, you were just a sniveling little pup. Now you're all grown up, and nothing but a cowering bitch," He said with a mock sigh. The fear weighed heavily in my stomach, my breathing was ragged and uneven-- both from the battle, and seeing him again-- my muscles tensed as I prepared myself to lunge. As we continued to pace around each other. The fighting around us seemed to fall away, the clash of wolves against vampires faded from my ears. The hiss of steel and the feral growling of my pack faded away, until not but the sound of my pounding heart roared in my ears. The field around us seemed to dim, until we were the only ones in our dark little world. No interruptions. No backing down. This. Ends. Now.

Her long brown hair dropped down from her head, hovering over me. Her breath was heavy and I couldn't even remember how we ended up like this. Her light pink lips lingered above my own. Our chest rose as fell together at the same fast pace, our bodies were so close together but I wanted more. I couldn't handle it anymore I needed more. "Taylor" her breathless voice spoke quietly to me in a whisper. I didn't respond to her though. My hand snakes up the back of her neck and tangled into her hair bringing her face to meet mine. Our lips collided smashing into long passionate kisses. The bliss of her lips on mine lingered forever. Something was wrong in the pit of my stomach, I couldn't do this. It was my brothers best friend.