Description
Joe kept talking to me, but I couldn't respond. My gaze was fixed on a certain someone sitting on the far end of the room. It was funny, really, how my eyes could immediately spot him out of all these hundreds of students. And he wasn't alone. Serena was with him too, making out with him. Had he moved on so easily? "Of course he has," I told myself, "It's been nearly two years since you two broke up. You're an idiot for still not getting over him." As I thought this, I felt tears stinging at the back of my eyes. No, no, no, no. Don't cry, don't cry. Don't cry in front of all these people. I took deep breaths and closed my eyes, forcing the tears back. "Hey you wanna dance?" Joe asked. I looked up and smiled at him, "Yeah, I do." Joe held my hand, leading me to the dance floor. As soon as we got there, I felt someone's gaze on me. Or rather someone's 'glare' on me. As I looked back, my eyes met his. HE was glaring at me and Joe with such an intensity that it was a wonder I didn't cower away. Serena was trying so hard to turn his attention back to her, but he wouldn't take his eyes off me. I turned away. He was not worth my time. This was what I kept telling my self. . . . . Elora Knight starts her junior year of high school and gets stuck in a really tangled web. Romance, love, break-ups, jealousy, a crazy ex and homework on top of it all. And this follows her throughout all her high school and college years. How would she cope with all this? Read to find out.
Prologue
