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Summary

I used to vow to myself that I wouldn't let Avery Wright get the best of me, but her sudden actions had me reconsidering those vows. How can I live up to those vows if every bone in my body wants her to corrupt me?

Genre
Romance/Other
Author
Maya
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
2
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Prologue

Lilian

Averyโ€™s obsession with me started during sophomore year when I first arrived at Oak view high, at first it started off as her peaking glances at me from the other side of the room which made me think she just wanted to be friends and didnโ€™t know where to start, so me thinking it was the Polite thing to do I went to try and talk with her which for some reason only started to upset her, so I backed down and quickly closed that door, but that wasnโ€™t the last of her because then the bullying started.

I donโ€™t know why Avery and her friends started to bully me or why they were even thinking of me, but it happened, and I didnโ€™t know what to do, so I went to the person I trusted the most, my mom. She told me to go the the principal and I did. which only made things worse for me because the principal didnโ€™t handle it the way he said he would, and the constant bullying was just too much for me to handle, so I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I started returning back the same energy she was giving me, which took her by surprise because she didnโ€™t expect me to fight back, and every since then, Avery has been a bit different from how she would usually act. I think me fighting back sparked something in her because she would start tampering with me outside of school too. she would randomly show up to placeโ€™s I am, such as the grocery store, the playground where I take my younger sister on Fridayโ€™s, and the laundromat where I would wash every Sunday morning. she wouldnโ€™t do anything but stare or sit on the phone while waiting for me to finish.

After a while I finally realized she wasnโ€™t going to stop spawning out of thin air, so i finally mustered up the courage to confront her, which unsurprisingly didnโ€™t turn out well. It had led to this huge cafeteria fight and me having a two-day suspension for โ€˜initiatingโ€™ the fight. I guess she didnโ€™t like me exposing how much of a stalkerish bitch she was in front of her friends, but even though I let everything out in the open, they didnโ€™t believe me because she denied everything.

When I had walked into class on my first day back, my seat had been moved to the front of the class, and I did my best to avoid Averyโ€™s stares while walking in, but twenty minutes into the class, I suddenly felt goosebumps rise on the back of my neck, and I just knew it was her eyes on me. I tried to ignore it, but she was burning holes through my head, and they were burning more than they ever had before. I tried to casually turned to peek over at her, and just as I had expected, she was looking at me, but this time she did something sheโ€™s never done before: she smiled at me.

I quickly snapped my head back towards the front, and my head was filling with all kinds of thoughts.

Why did she smile at me?

Will I be able to see it again?

Was she plotting something against me?

The crazy thoughts filled my head, my face on fire, while my heart was beating outside of my chest, and I knew exactly what that feeling was, and I didnโ€™t like a single thing about it.

No way, I canโ€™t feel these things about Avery Wright. Sheโ€™s my bully and has been practically torturing me since I first arrived at Oak View, even though that was probably the most beautiful smile Iโ€™ve ever seen. Itโ€™s still wrong; I must be experiencing some kind of Stockholm syndrome or something because this isnโ€™t normal, nor is it right.

Junior year wasnโ€™t as crazy as sophomore year was, but there were was a few complications dealing with Avery and her hounds, of course, but besides that, it was kind of amazing, I met my two best friends, Jamie and Quinn; they are the best thing that happened to me at Oak View High. I honestly donโ€™t know how I survived so long without them.

I met Jamie at the end of sophomore year while I was helping out with the school dance. and she just so happened to be assigned to the same task as me. We instantly hit it off and have been joined at each otherโ€™s hip ever since. We met Quinn during the first week of junior year; they were new to Oak View, and when we first met them, they were walking around the cafeteria looking for a seat. Jamie offered for Quinn to come sit at the same table as us , and it took a while for them to get comfortable, but once they were comfortable the most introverted person I knew became the most extroverted person ever created.

After sophomore year, Avery cut down on the bullying, which made my life a bit easier. She would still make tiny remarks in the hallway or while in class, but that wasnโ€™t anything new, and for some reason she would still watch me from a distance and show up to places I was , which Iโ€™ve kinda gotten used to. Iโ€™ve tried to push her away but she just wouldnโ€™t budge. Iโ€™ve even tried talking to her, but she wouldnโ€™t respond. she would just looked at me with boredom, and when i mention her being obsessed with me, she would only gives me this ridiculously alluring smirk.

I havenโ€™t told any of my friends about Averyโ€™s obnoxious behavior because i donโ€™t feel any ill intentions behind it; even her stares, they arenโ€™t glares or anything, she just looks at me, it made me kinda squirmy at first, but sheโ€™s been doing it for so long Iโ€™ve kinda sought comfort from her presence.

Sheโ€™d always sit in the back and just watch me, or sometimes sheโ€™d bring her school work to keep her busy, Iโ€™m assuming, but that didnโ€™t keep her from sneaking glances every chance she got. Sometimes i would even bring her iced coffee; each time I would wait a few seconds just to see if Iโ€™m going to get a response out of her or even a small thank you, but itโ€™s always crickets.

I donโ€™t even know why I bother trying to acknowledge her; the only time she even speaks to me is when sheโ€™s calling me out of my name or when it looks as if sheโ€™s trying to seek validation from her friends, but thereโ€™s just something about her. I donโ€™t know; I want to hate her, but I donโ€™t-I canโ€™t.

I know I should, considering she put me through hell and is currently stalking me; I just canโ€™t. no matter how hard Iโ€™ve tried, I just canโ€™t seem to hate her.