Description
Bexley is a 17 year old ordinary girl. Her life is pretty much surrounded with Netflix, chocolates, books and optimism. She is brilliant at studies but manages not to be labelled as a "nerd" with her persona. Being a hard shell to crack, she is someone who stays miles away from relationships after what happened with her family. --------------------- "You haven't had boyfriend since...forever. Why do you think he would like some 'thing' like you. Huh?" Violet laughed as she twirled her rainbow dyed hair. "Only because you go around everywhere looking like a newly molded plastic piece, doesn't mean other girls don't have bodies and mind. YOU are the one seeking attention from him. Not me." I said and turned back marching to my next class. That's when a hand grabbed me into the janitor's closet that I never knew existed at this hallway. "You know what?" "Wh-what?" I stammered as I looked at the person who brought me in here. It's him. Zeke. "About what you did there, I like you more now." He smirked as he held his hands on either side of me, locking me between him and the wall. I was pushed against the it. The room was dark...good for me as he couldn't see how hard I was blushing. His face hovered inches away from mine. His smirk widened. Maybe...he did see me. ~*-*~*-*~*-*~*-*~ Started on- 11.05.2020 ^^ Best ⭐~ 4th on Loveisreal (on 27th May 2020)
Prologue
