A castaway from a very successful family, that's how Maxon Schreave was described. From London, all the way to Queens, Brooklyn, life was just as cruel as he'd thought it would be. He has never been the type to talk all the way, neither was he the guy who could express his feelings out loud. The mysterious trend from all around campus, the guy who felt the echoes of murmurs as he passed by, yet, he was still the guy all girls were dying for.
With his silky, sleek black hair, his face which reeked the most hard-earned effort of casualness, his Circassian blue eyes which spilled like galaxies from far above, and his aura which resembled the strong and silent type, he was sure to remain the school's deepest mystery.
No one knew anything about the man behind the music, but one girl was determined to find out.
A product of both happiness and grief, Helena was well known as the image of a Silicon Barbie Doll, the campus-wide heartthrob, and the girl who looked like a dream.
Pretty much everyone knew her, but she had her eyes fixed on Max only. She's never tried falling in love before, but she learned to not stare for too long, it weakened her somehow. So with all the strength she could muster, she averts her gaze before even falling into eye contact with him.
Will she be the one to solve him?
Or will he remain the introvert and the subject of each dreaded conversation?
"I... Am here to see you.", I told him as I placed my hands around his neck. I could feel my heart beat getting faster but I had to keep it strong if I had to survive this scenario.
"What?", Brandon asked completely startled.
I leaned in more closer to him. The only good thing in this entire scene was that he wasn't pushing me back due to my creepy behaviour.
"Oh... Bran, I was missing you so much, I just... I needed to see you.", I said as I came up with lie.
"Are you drunk?", Brandon asked as he leaned in closer trying to smell my mouth.
Thank God Fel had given me her mint gum only moments before I went commando and came inside the locker room.
"What?", I scoffed still standing extremely close to Brandon. "I just.... I was missing your gorgeous face.", I told another lie.
But wait? His face is gorgeous so that isn't a lie. And was I not missing seeing him?
I noticed Brandon who just had his eyes popped out of his socket with bewilderment at my words. I decided to peck him on the cheek before I storm out of the locker room.
I leaned ahead to peck Brandon who moved his face in my direction and instead of his cheeks, our lips crashed. Brushing against each other, our lips touched. I could feel fireworks exploding inside my entire body. With my neurological system not responding anymore.
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Depicting the hostility and vulnerability of a young woman to a society the story centers around a normal sophomore, Amy Cole, who had a normal life. Well way too normal for her situation.
Amy's life was all good until one day, when her friends dumped her and blamed her for something she never even did. Her life takes a complete turn as her childhood crush, Brandon Mayhew, the Mayor's son, who once broke her heart, rushes back into her life through a series of events.
With new friends, shifting thoughts, confused feelings and fighting anxiety and standing for the right thing. Amy makes her way to the top.
Only to get at the top of everyone's hate list.