and Rory was her name

(not checked for SPAG)

Aurora Montgomery, quiet and cold. Waiting for someone to help her out of her misery. No one came.

After losing too many people in her lifetime, she becomes a person who's so worn down that no one could pick her up.

She feels broken.

She finds herself in senior year and while she's got an IQ of 145 and skills that could last her years if she were to list them all, it's still hard for her.

Throw one snarky bad boy called Kingsley Nightingale, him being your fake partner and him being a dickhead to you into the mix, and what was supposed to be her life would be hell.

But is it really hell?

Because I'm pretty sure hell doesn't end up in real relationships.

(This is a happy ending story though I feel as though 13 year old me did not think the name through!)

(Set in 2018 (shes 18 in 2018) for the sake of your minds and my own, the maths needs to add up for me. If anything in my story is ahead of its time, don't correct me :))