Hey! I'm Raven Stone. Ever wondered what it feels like to be popular?
A few months back I didn't have to think about things like that, I basically had everything!
The looks, the friends, the boyfriend everyone wanted. Everything was my definition of perfection.
Until the godforsaken night I stumbled upon my best friend and my boyfriend doing 'it' in his room.
I lost everything that day. My reputation was in the dumps and I had to officially walk away to the loner table.
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Now meet Ryan West, the new boy with a tragic past. What's more to like?
Once he hears Raven's story he wants to do something that can help her cause the last thing he wants is the repetition of the past.
He had it all the looks, the social status and the talents of making a girl swoon over him. But, he chose to be with the loner rather than his old self.
He was trying at redemption but what if she finds out about his past?
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⚠️ This is a true story, unfortunately.
🖤1st in a series
✅Completed
I labeled this as teen "fiction" because my target age group usually thinks of self-help books or text books when they hear "non-fiction" and don't realize a memoir reads like any other fiction story.
☣️SYNOPSES:
I'm finally over the embarrassment and ready to tell someone what happened.
I wrote this to help anyone who might make the same mistakes i did; to stop them before it's too late.
I thought I could cure my severe depression and anxiety on my own, during my senior year of high school.
Instead, I :
✔️Developed a psychotic obsession with a sophomore
✔️Used a 12 yr. old child for a weekly therapist.
✔️Got accidentally addicted to drugs
✔️Became a stalker extraordinaire.
✔️Got myself into 2 fake relationship at once.
✔️Tricked the most popular guy in school, Kiwi (I'll explain the name) into doing my dirty work, pulling a Romeo and Juliet and ruining his life.
You're invited to come laugh with me, cry with me, fall apart with me; it's no fun doing this by myself.