Ariana Carter.

<<•Her POV•>>
"But I don't want to. It's too scary. See, now I'm sounding like a scared little bitch." I say mimicking what Lisa said to me before.

Kyle gave me an assuring look.
"You'll be fine, Ariana. Everyone loves you."

I shook my head at his stupid comment.

He's wrong about everything. No one really loves me. I don't want to feel love or loved. The feeling hurts so fucking much.
I've already fallen in love and the feeling of pure heart broken just... I couldn't face the world.

I turned around and saw the man him self.

Jake Kingston.

The guy I fell in love with but lost. I couldn't face him or the world anymore...

So things started to go cliché.

Jake: Bad boy.
Mia: Good girl.
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Couple.

Then there is me. I was a current nobody to a popular piece of shit.
I'm such a worthless bitch.

I ran up the stage and waited until the curtains open.

I'm going to do this... I'm doing this for Jake. I'm telling him my love for him is real. It's not a game. It's reality.
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