The Wall

The Wall

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The wall. Gossip? maybe Names? no way! Tragic past? oh, yeah. At Fremont high school a new door has opened for the girl who goes by the name of jaybird. When her best friend is being bullied jaybird steps up and takes a stand by writing 'The Wall' a name she came up with all by herself. The wall quickly turns into a place where jaybird can be herself and be NOTICED. But she refuses to give out any information as to who she really is. She wants to remain anonymous. The students of Fremont high and even people all across the country become feverish as to jaybirds real identity. It's a rush to see who can figure it out first with all the unintentional hints jaybird leaves in her posts. Her fellow classmates don't understand why she wants to be faceless in their minds, and if jaybird has anything to do with it (and she does) they won't find out. Of course keeping up with what details are put into and out of the wall may be harder than jaybird originally realized.
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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