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The Boy I Was Warned About

The Boy I Was Warned About

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Chapter 1 The Boy at Our Front Door

Word Count: 2385    |    Released on: 13/10/2026

rcer broke my heart, h

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next eight weeks of my life, smiled and said, "

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Mer

spended for breaking Caleb Brooks's nose last spring. The boy whose name appeared in whispered

described as a walking red flag

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uth tw

hoes, B

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to stop at the pharmacy before it closes. Harper, please s

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talk t

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intention of becomin

w what my mother promised your mother, b

anged in his

, perhaps, or something heavier that d

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t we

morning, though she had conveniently forgotten to

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took his c

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decided his comfort was mo

passing him a bowl of roasted potatoes. "And Harper, yo

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o use a washing

preciate your confidence

re we

ce, I usually wash my clothes

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thanked Mu

eply inco

a normal human being, I would have t

ly good reputation

rning to him, "how

fork

's o

he treatment w

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miss you

at his plate. "

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nced

food around his plate rather than eating it. T

nobody at school seemed to know much beyond that

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uld rather swallow broken glass than a

th fel

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the kind of person who think

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reviewing the scholarship requirements

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tst

e sound of someone e

ked th

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lled on my cardigan, and

chen counter, drinkin

up when

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ored

s have to be

hen I'm

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, neither o

stove. Rain tapped against the windows, and the c

rs and students, Liam seemed differe

thought about when

membered

y was da

t involved a boy

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st the counter.

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have wa

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rom the way hi

know you,

act

glass and moved t

, I felt compel

like you don't care

pau

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ned his hea

doesn't always c

d more heavily

pond, he disappear

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he rain gr

, I wondered whether the stories about Li

w what that

re I wanted

when my phone vibrated

gram not

ano

ore in quick

uth and picked

ssa waited at the

your mother did not ac

d at th

ho to

ame almost

about Liam Mercer. Someone saw him gett

rse th

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emporary.

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at the

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t that meant, another

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file p

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ollo

ontained a si

he did to his sister before yo

ach tig

d it

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way came the faint sound of

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message

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pped

y stood outside Riverdale High School, his dark hair fall

i

h long brown hair, her face

Mer

ially hidden by the boy's legs, was

hool

n o

red across t

vibrate

n't get suspend

otsteps ap

began t

came from the othe

rpe

ldn't

ndle t

open th

raph, my fingers tremb

in the picture

thin silver bracelet

that brac

at s

a pho

e me for years, smiling as though

m handle ra

voice suddenly sharper. "

d at th

message on

ined Ruby's life is clos

wondering whether Lia

else in my life ha

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The Boy I Was Warned About
The Boy I Was Warned About
“She was warned to stay away from him. But nobody warned her about the truth. Harper Bennett had spent seventeen years being the girl everyone trusts. She got excellent grades, edited the school newspaper, and knew exactly how to keep her life free from unnecessary drama. With a prestigious journalism scholarship within reach, the last thing she needed was trouble. Then Liam Mercer walked through her front door. Liam was the boy Riverdale High loves to hate. Brooding, sharp-tongued, and notorious for his explosive temper, he was recently suspended after a brutal fight with Caleb Brooks, the school's golden boy. Everyone had an opinion about what happened. Nobody seemed interested in hearing Liam's side. When Liam's mother left town for medical treatment, Harper's mother offered him a place to stay for eight weeks. Suddenly, the boy Harper had been warned about was sleeping in the room next to hers, sharing her breakfast table, and getting under her skin in ways she refused to admit. Things got worse when their journalism teacher paired them for a school project. Harper expected sarcasm, arguments, and eight unbearable weeks. Instead, she discovered that Liam's anger hid a pain he refused to explain, and the story behind his suspension was far darker than anyone at school wanted to believe. Then anonymous messages began arriving. Old screenshots resurfaced. Secrets Harper thought were buried threatened to destroy her reputation. And the truth about Liam's younger sister, Ruby, forced Harper to confront the one thing she had spent two years trying to forget: she knew Ruby was being bullied, and when speaking up mattered the most, she stayed silent. Now someone was determined to expose everyone involved. But the closer Harper got to the truth, the more dangerous the questions became. Who really destroyed Ruby's life? Why was someone targeting them again? And what happened when the boy she was warned about turned out to be the one person she could no longer ignore? Harper must choose between protecting the perfect life she had built and standing up for what was right, even if the truth costs her everything. Because falling for Liam Mercer was never part of the plan. And trusting him might be the most dangerous choice she made.”