Revamped (Montello High Fan fiction Second Generation)

Revamped (Montello High Fan fiction Second Generation)

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Life is all about staying home and reading books. In the eyes of Luna everything is right on the comfort zone. She was kept by almost 17 years. But not until her father decided to enroll her in a prestigious school for her senior years. But to her surprise that school named Montello High was very familiar to her because it was featured from a book she already finished reading. Was it all fictional? But it really feels like de ja vu specially when she met Primo, a Freniere young man. Can Luna see the bigger picture behind the published diary of Summer Leondale? It seems that they end happily but she find out that Summer Leondale was gone later on. Will she be able to revamped the tragic ending of Giovanni Freniere and Summer Leondale?
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IN 90'S YEARBOOK SERIES 1 Bawat tao, may nakalaang pangarap. Pero para kay Maria Yelena Veronica, mukhang pangarap na mismo ang umiiwas sa kaniya. Araw-araw na yata siyang sinisingil ng tadhana sa mga bagay na hindi naman niya kasalanan. She was never meant for greatness, nor was she ever permitted to rest from the weight of her own life. Kulang na pamasahe sa jeep kahit may student discount. Masebong plato na ikaw pa ang kailangang maghugas. Iyong tipong kakauwi mo pa lang at ihing-ihi ka na, pero may tao pa sa C.R. Yung may surprise quiz kayo tapos wala ka man lang mahiraman ng papel at ballpen. Iyong tipong ikaw ang huling nakarating sa classroom kaya ikaw ang sasalo sa pinagbugbugang armchair. Nagmamadali ka na nga, hindi mo pa mahanap ang kapares ng medyas mo. Badtrip ka na, nakaapak ka pa ng jebs ng aso sa gilid ng kalsada. Iyong tipong first time mo na nga lang mag-review, hindi pa pala recorded yung quiz. Iyong tipong inabutan ka na ng curfew sa labas. At iyong tipong jebs na jebs ka na, pero walang bidet sa banyo ng eskwelahan niy That was her life-- constantly bearing the weight of every bit of bad luck handed down from the heavens. Simple lang naman ang gusto niya, ang huminga nang maluwag at pumili ng sarili niyang daan. But how could she pen her own story when destiny never gave her options to begin with? Just as her name was never meant to be written beside Lorenzo Coriolanus. She wanted to step into his world. She wanted to know what it felt like to dream without fear. But dreams require ground to stand on, and everything beneath Yelena was already ablaze. To reach his field of dreams, she would have to walk barefoot through the sorrowful fires of her own life. And as the heat slowly consumed her, Yelena realized the cruelest truth of all-- some people are born to reach the dream, while others are only meant to watch it burn from afar.

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