"Shut up, and tell me directly. Why do you care about anything concerning me? I'm a stranger. To ruin my reputation of all people, that's low." I told him, my fists clenched. I couldn't help being ice cold, the malcontent was just storming through my veins. But, Reed's reaction shocked me. His lips curved into a wide smile, one full of ideas.
"That's where you misunderstand me, kid." He laughed, his laugh was laced with many different implications, and I didn't know which to trust. "I don't mean to expose your little secret, no, that's cruel. I only mean to help you."
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Secrets. Some are beneficial, and others...can ruin you.
After receiving help to survive a brutal class presentation, quiet sheltered Diana Lewis develops a crush on Carter Henderson, one of the smartest and handsomest guys at her school. He's kind, understanding, and wise, but, of course, he has a girlfriend. Scared to take any risks and believing it's best to leave things as is, Diana's sole intention is to let her affection fade into oblivion. And she would, had she not been approached by the school's notorious player Reed Paxton.
Reed is a witty, sly, and deceptive guy who can read people like the back of his hands, making it easy for him to pick up on Diana's little crush. He offers her assistance with a round about plan to win Carter over involving a fake relationship. Usually, Diana would never consent to such an underhanded scheme, but Reed claims she doesn't owe him anything for this.
If only it were that simple though. It's a common rule of logic and business, in turn for a favour there must be equal payment. And Reed's got a secret, one that could completely shatter her sense of reality if she knew.
Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go.
A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard.
Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book.
There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is.
Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer.
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"I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever.
"It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile.
"It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time.
"Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?"
"Because it's me"