The Castaways
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Becca McKenzie: Middle Class Prep
She's not your ordinary popular kid. She admits to her flaws and she doesnt wear makeup like a dragqueen. At the age of 17, senior prom was a big deal, but not for her.
But prom night was gonna be one to remember...
Spencer Anderson: 1st Class Dickface
Considered as the most popular guy in school, he thought everyone liked him. Standing at 6'2, he was very muscular. Hung out with Middle Class and didn't care. He planed to ask Becca to prom, but things get...homicidal.
Andrea Quinn: The Most Popular Lesbian at School
This girly lesbian is the face of the Preps. Her designer clothes and her name-brand makeup made her irresistible to the guys. But dick wasn't her cup of tea. She preferred coffee.
Dylan Oullet: Jock on the Clock
Most stereotypical jocks are dumb assholes who only want sex, money, and alcohol. Dylan wasn't stereotypical. He was shorter then most guys at school, standing at 5'10. He had one of the BIGGEST crushes on Becca.
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The Perks Of Falling For Your Bestfriend✔
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Bloodlust
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Wren
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MILA JOHNSON
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COMPLETED A new boy joins the class and is anything but ordinary. Rafe is frantic, reckless, and unpredictable. He takes a seat next to the orphaned Alice and both of their lives take a sharp turn. The innocent orphaned girl finds herself trapped in the psycho's dark wicked world. Will Alice's light win, or will Rafe's darkness corrupt her? 🥀 "Look here rat!" He threatened and stomped over to me. I stepped back and hit the wall. "If you think you'll try and get on my 'good side', think again!" He yelled with his face right in front of mine and slammed his fist against the wall. "Can't you just say thank you and leave it at that!" I yelled and shoved him away. Infuriated, he knocked down my dresser with a thump. I stared in shock as he stood there enraged. "Don't try me rat!" He warned. ⚠️ (I am not romanticizing mental illnesses or disabilities by any means. This is all fictional and does not relate to real life scenarios. In case of having any mental illnesses or knowing anyone who suffers from them, please seek professional help.) Tag rankings reached🏆 🥇#1 cold. 🥇#1 orphan. 🥇#1 jealous. 🥇#2 lonely. 🥇#2 protective. 🥇#3 psychopath. 🥇#4 jealousy. 🥇#5 lonely. 🥇#14 crazy. 🥇#17 possessive. 🥇#22 obsession.
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