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Kumpleto, Unang na-publish Apr 08, 2017
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Terrible story, don't read. I didn't have my own mind when I started this, and only wrote what everyone else was writing. This isn't me and I hope you don't judge me by it. Probably deleting soon.

Completed: 02.29.2019
100k Reads: 02.06.2019
200k Reads: 07.18.2019
300k Reads: 05.14.2020

|Top Rankings|
#1 in Cliche ~ 05.11.18
#1 in Depression ~ 05.18.18
#1 in Cliche ~ 08.02.18  -  08.20.18
#1 in Depression ~ 01.01.19 - 01.10.19
#1 in Thoughts ~ 01.18.19 - 01.29.19
#1 in Abuse ~ 02.06.19 - 02.19.19

                        P R E V I E W

"And look on the bright side-"

"The bright side?" I interrupt. "Don't you get it? This is the bright side. It doesn't get any better than this."

"With the right people, it always gets better."

"Oh? And I suppose you're the right people?" I gesture to his small group of three.

"Only if you let us be."

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                      S Y N O P S I S

Seventeen-year-old, Skylar Michaels is the nerd of Eastwood High; she's a nobody-at least, that's what everyone tells her. Her only break from the torture, is the short walk from school to her home, where she's been abused by her alcoholic father for years.

Eighteen-year-old, Grayson Edwards is the "badboy" of  Eastwood High. He gets poor grades, skips class, and has a reputation for being a player. He has a laid back attitude, and ties it all together with his signature smirk.

What happens when Grayson sees Skylar's bruises? Will he sit back and watch her break like everyone else, or will he be the one to tie the pieces back together?
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Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn