When Camille moved into Summer Valley with her mother, she decided to keep things on a low since it would only be a matter of time before they moved again whenever her mother’s past would come to haunt them. This plan completely crumbles when she falls into the bad side of Aiden, the mysterious and dangerous boy at her school. He begins to target her and make her the butt of his bullying. One school day changes everything, when she gives him a sign without knowing and she gets into an entanglement she never expected, but can’t seem to want to get out of. What happens when she gets to find out the real boy beyond the indifferent mask? Will he let her in, or will he push her away like he does everyone else? How will she cope when the people she trusts betray her? What happens when trouble returns and her mother wants them to move out from the town, just when she has finally found home?
View MoreKali: “Bel, is it?” Aiden asked, looking directly at the prettiest blond among us. “Yes,” she said in a voice that sounded as if she would start crying. She was looking up at him like a crazed fan, whose idol had called her name. “Are you coming?” He asked. “Sure,” she said, visibly swallowing. “Let me just get my…” Before she was done talking, he had already turned back on us and was walking away. The millions of questions I had about what had just happened, were completely silenced by the sound of the girls giggling excitedly and looking up at Bel like she had just won a rite of passage. “Wish me luck,” she said, taking her bag and leaving. The cafeteria soon went back to normal after he left, with everyone talking among themselves, no doubt about the guy who had just walked in and walked out for absolutely no reason. “I can’t believe it’s her,” Lenora squealed. “I always knew it would be,” Tricia said, although her own smile seemed a little forced. “
Kali: “For a second there, I was worried you were going to choose to stay with that voodoo girl,” Tricia said once we were all sitting at their table. “That would literally mean social suicide for you. See her sitting all alone. Don’t you wonder why she doesn’t have friends?” “How would she have friends when she looks like she’ll kill them all?” the blond who had been against me joining their table snorted. “Seriously though, she’s a literal nut case. My older brother is a senior and she knows someone that found dead birds and roaches in her locker,” Tricia said with a shudder that all her friends shared. “I heard she also talks to herself and makes voodoo dolls of people that she doesn’t like. I’m sure she’s made one for each of us.” The other girls giggled, making a sound that reminded me of anime girls laughing. They all sounded the same. There was no way it was real. “I haven’t introduced the rest of the girls to you,” Tricia chirped, remembering I was there. “This,”
I swallowed. Once then twice. What had I been thinking? All my plans of being low key on my first day were gone now simply because I didn’t just do as I was told. Eons seemed to pass as Aiden’s unwavering glare held me captive, making my heart beat loudly in my chest as I tried but failed to appear unbothered. His jaw twitched slightly, a sign he was now very angry. “Are you deaf or something?” He asked me in a threatening voice. “I’m in a good mood today, but my patience is running thin. Get out now before I help you get out. I guarantee you won’t like my method.” I looked around the classroom and each person I looked at either turned away or left warned me to leave while I still could. I didn’t think he would hurt me physically, but I still didn’t want to find out what he meant when he said he would help me get out. Whatever it was would definitely form my reputation in that school from then on. I planned to stay in this school even if my mother randomly wanted
Kali: I woke up the next morning by four o’clock and it was terrible. That meant I had more hours to think about how sad my life was. It was going to be my first day in high school and to say I was nervous would be a huge understatement. It was scary to even think about transcending to high school in the first place, with the new classes and teachers and students, not to talk of having to go through all that as a stranger in another school, alone. To keep myself from thinking unhappy thoughts, I took a long shower and even did the closest thing I could to a skincare routine, drawing my inspiration from DIY YouTubers. I just hoped my skin wouldn’t give out on me on my first day. I didn’t put on makeup because I wasn’t good at it and didn’t want to end up looking like a clown on my first day and be given a name that would stick with me forever. I settled on a cute fuschia top my aunt had given me, and after several moments of testing and dropping all my pants on account of th
Kali: We were moving again. For the third time in two years, I had to leave my school, the friends I had barely made and the life I had just begun to get accustomed to, because of one person. Growing up, moving never meant anything to me. As a clumsy child, I had naively believed it was nature’s way of giving me a second chance each time I messed up, but I was almost sixteen now, and it no longer made sense. “We’re almost there,” mom squealed, peering at us from the rearview mirror, but I glared in return. How could she be excited at a time like this? I didn’t bother to plaster a smile on my face, even when Olive, my little sister looked up at me with a small smile on her face, waiting for my reaction. Nothing about moving here should cause anyone to smile. “The new house is bigger,” mom cheered on, probably thinking her excitement would rub off on her two daughters. “You’ll have separate rooms this time, no need to share anymore. The neighborhood is very peaceful
Kali: We were moving again. For the third time in two years, I had to leave my school, the friends I had barely made and the life I had just begun to get accustomed to, because of one person. Growing up, moving never meant anything to me. As a clumsy child, I had naively believed it was nature’s way of giving me a second chance each time I messed up, but I was almost sixteen now, and it no longer made sense. “We’re almost there,” mom squealed, peering at us from the rearview mirror, but I glared in return. How could she be excited at a time like this? I didn’t bother to plaster a smile on my face, even when Olive, my little sister looked up at me with a small smile on her face, waiting for my reaction. Nothing about moving here should cause anyone to smile. “The new house is bigger,” mom cheered on, probably thinking her excitement would rub off on her two daughters. “You’ll have separate rooms this time, no need to share anymore. The neighborhood is very peaceful ...
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