Nevaeh Rae. That's my name. I'm only 17 years old. My mom is a movie producer and my dad, well he doesn't live with us anymore. My home life is fine. My school life, not so much. There's this guy. His name is Chase. Chase Chrisley. I don't know why, but he thinks its okay to bully me. But one day, it didn't matter anymore. I started getting letters and roses from some unknown identity. The letters made me feel so much better after Chase would bully me. I just can't seem to figure out who is writing them.