Unstamped

Arya has everything a girl can want in a world ruled by the amount of followers one has.
She recently got the stamp on her cheek to change from copper to silver which indicates she's reached 1 Billion followers, she has the perfect instagram boyfriend and the perfect life.
But, on the day of her stamp celebration a mysterious unstamped rebel raids her party and keeps showing up again and again. He's going to change the way Arya sees the world, but how?

With a bet, a revolt, a couple reunions and a whole lot of lies and secrets later, will Arya find a place outside the society she's always known? Will she find herself? Will she find a true home? And how strong will the bond between her and Holden grow?

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I took a small look back, and as I turned, the harsh leaves that before brazed over my shoulder now scraped my right cheek; right where Stamp once was. That Stamp thing... it dictated my life, my hopes and my dreams. Yet, it was only when the sweat dripped down my broken skin, when my heart fought to plunge out of my chest, and when all I felt was a metal taste piercing my throat as the branches would crack under my rapid feet, that I finally realized the Stamp was the only thing deterring me from experiencing the exhilarating sense of freedom that now rushed through my veins.

I wasn't the girl from a month ago who everyone loved. I also wasn't the blinded, influenced commoner enchained by what everyone thought. And it was all thanks to him and his bet.

That was the thought that went through my head as the sirens behind me hunted us down, and my cold sore feet raced through and sunk into the branch-filled, muddy road. I looked at his scraggly black hair, and down to the rough hands that tightly guarded mine. "It was Holden," I accepted. "He allowed me to be free."