Life for her was perfect. She had best friends who were there for her, she had a loving family (sort of), and was well-liked. She had everything rolling for her at 15. Well, that's what she thought. Notice those past tenses used? Yeah, they mean something. Until a certain incident happened in 9th grade, she changed...
{#1 in teenagers} {#2 in fiction} {#2 in popular} "You better not tell anyone about this." "Aw why not? I'm sure your fandom of desperate girls would love to know that their precious prince charming needs a babysitter." I smile innocently back at his death glare. "I'm serious, nerd. I could make your life hell." ...