A bullied girl meets the popular new student.
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"Still saying that you're perfectly okay?" Max whispers.
I'm surprised to hear that his voice is shaking.
"I'm going to find who did this to you."
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One time, I was the most popular girl in sch...
AN: Hi, everyone. I'm so sorry for the delay. I always try to finish the next chapter as soon as possible. I wanted to update you, but I didn't even know when the update would be. Sometimes I thought that I could finish it that day, but then I couldn't make it.
My thoughts are consumed in some other things too. But don't worry, it's not about my Mom. Thank God she's getting better :)
It's about my other story, and it's quite heavy. Recently, it's been getting more exposure because of the rank, and consequently, there would be more critiques too.I know that the more people see my story, the more I'm used to people bashing them. I've got comments on my books like "This is the worst story I've ever read", "The author is disgusting", "The author fucked up" and "This whole book is a joke."
So I'd like to thank you guys for still giving me a chance and being with me on this journey. It's enough if I can bring you joy and happiness by writing this book. I love you all.
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Friday evening has come, and I'm now sitting at the bleacher, my heart beating in excitement as I wait for the football game to start. It has been a year that I haven't watched a football game again after what happened with Tyler.
Now, Max is the quarterback, and I hope that he will win this game.
"Luna," his voice calls, and I watch as he jogs toward me, already wearing his football uniform. A grin creeps on his lips as he looks up at me. "Thanks for coming."
"Good luck with the game." I smile.
He smirks. "Wait for me. I'll drive you home after the game."
After he jogs back toward his teammates and coach, I notice that some of the girls in my class, who once apologized to me and now sitting next to me while watching the game, burst into giggles.
