Fix the Heartbreaker

Some people are good and well mannered like they're mothers and fathers raise them to be.

I, Ella Dellmond was no exception. I was the perfect daughter to the perfect family that had no problems. No fighting, no disobeying, and no lying. I was part of the biggest picture perfect cliche family.

Some people get the short end of the stick, they get the parents who couldn't care less.

Jeremy Holland got exactly that. He was the son that never listened and left the first chance he got. He was the juvenile delinquent of the family of trouble makers that was the opposite of perfect. Abusive, alcoholic, drug addict parents that always fought. He was the unloved son of a horrid family.

I had never expected that my sophomore year of high school I'd be up against the biggest bad boy type in my entire school. A senior none the less. Girl's like me never got seniors, let alone the senior that every female upper class men wanted to undress, and every male upper class men wanted to be. In case you hadn't guessed, it was Jeremy Holland.

You see all my friends were juniors who were girls that Jeremy had long since had his fun with. So seeing how I was one of the few sophomores he'd actually go for. Which meant all I had to do was resist his charm, and that was easy because I despise Jeremy Holland with a passion. The plan was I'd be the first girl to say no to him and knowing Jeremy, he can't resist a chase. I'd reject his offers of sex and once prom night came. I'd break his heart like he did to almost every girl in Berewood High School.

But I guess the plan didn't work as well as we'd hoped, because as the days until prom count down. I'm counting down to the moment I have to say goodbye. Rip his heart out and loss mine, all to Fix the Heartbreaker.