"I loved, and adored him back then. But maybe, second chances aren't meant for everyone in the world."
She is type of a girl who is a kind of oversized one but, brainy she can do both or must say multi task, a debater who is very articulate, a journalist to their school paper and known as a genius student but one day, he met again a person from his past without her realizing that it's him and became the one reason of the changes to her physical appearance and inner soul.
Then an unexpected thing will happen that someone will fall in love with her that she met in the world of RPW, who had a familiar vibe. How will she handle it? Is the first guy still the same guy? Are they still one person? Or the other way around.
Is there a chance that, maybe, the silent opponent of who? Is the literal soulmate of her, the guy whom she knew deeply who was already there before he met those other people?
Or, her literal weakness is the guy who admired her since they were in their first years, in high school. What if the two of them are her weakness and it is unexpected.
But the worst thing is another person, or more people will confuse her again about what she feels towards the guy that he truly loves.
Years will come, thousands of people will meet and encounter each other, cashes will continue to burn out, those bright colors will fade, leaves will fall down by the help of the frail or burly wind, small plants will finally grow, time will fly quickly, and then maturity will hit them. All of us will grow old, but her true weakness will still remain who?
From a puppy love, back in high school until she became the heiress, will still be who? Who will be her unexpected weakness?
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"The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you weren't worth the truth."
He bit his lip.
"I wanted to te-"
His eyes began to water and as a single tear fell he looked at me and said "but what if you've been lying for so long you don't know how to tell the truth?"
"I have and so will you."
He shook his head, shut his eyes, and leaned his forehead against the glass. "And here I was thinking you would admit that you don't tell the truth either."
I gripped the telephone as my knuckles turned white. "What do you mean?"
"Come on Zoey I've seen you sneaking around acting like you're busy. You're hiding something and you won't tell me."
All Zoey Campbell ever wanted to do was keep her head down and get through high school. Too bad it isn't that easy.
Zoey is tired of everything and everyone. She is tired of being pushed around and tired of watching in the shadows. She is tired of pretending to like that girl that doesn't even know her name. Tired of pretending that she is ok when she isn't.
She is constantly hoping for a better way out thinking she should just disappear. All she wants to do is scream but no matter how loud she screams no one can hear her.
Don't worry things just get worse. Everyone thinks she's a "sick" girl and just another suicide case waiting to happen. I mean what kind of girl sits by herself everyday right?
Zoey is running out of time and she thinks no one has tried to help her until her "special" speech in class. No one really cares about what she really thinks anyway. It just that feeling of pity. Everyone thinks she really is sick but she knows she's not. But what if she is? Maybe all it takes is that one thing to make her snap. As her life gets thrown into chaos and deep dark secrets she can't help but try to figure out the truth. Will she find a way to let her new friends save her or will she just end up as another suicide case?
*Disclaimer wrote this in 2017 when I was 14.