Fraud: I never knew him.

, and there's no way out. my eyes are twitching at my phone, and my veins are breaking out of my skin. My heart is pounding in a hard beat. I launch from my bed. Tossing my phone behind me,

t. I just need to wave it aside. If I can bear riding with my mom to school for two weeks, I can certainly get p

s in haste. This is tough and restraining. I'll be a punctual

a reply and wal

she's posing for a camera except she's frowning, and you are not supposed to frown for cameras. She purses her lips, and anger is swimming in her blue-ocean eyes. Well, she's my mom, Regina Raymond, but she goes by Gina. She's like the queen of Seattl

keup?" She growls, and he

my flora gown that is a little above my k

," I say, and she looks down at my 4-inch

w how to look go

sistic," s

s wearing a blue curvy gown, knee-length with a little back slit, and she's questioning me about what I'm wearing? She shouldn't do that when she's the worst at it, but equally

stically, and I smile at her as I climb down

ely needs help. My mom is a neurosurgeon, she owns the best hospital in the city, and she takes her work very seriously, creating less time for herself and me. Well, I don't care, she has ne

aves at me. And I stride towards her, paying less attention to the Murmurers. She has always got my back since we were kids, and I have always got hers. I reach her, and we peek at each other's cheeks. "It's nice to see you not in a bikini Sammy Raymond," she teases, and I chuckle -almost forg

at they are looking at. A half-naked picture of me that isn't me. Why would someone fake this? Tracy lets go of me and swivels at them. "Yeah,

I tell her

ile and pats my back. "I gat y

I didn't think his psycho friends were going to edit fake boobs and ass of me. I'm never playing truth or dare again, not after last night. We get into the classroom and Lucian winks at me. He is my second best friend with blond messy hair. Yeah, I'm friendful, at least

k which is a seat awa

yone," she says standing in front of the classroom, a novel held in her hands. Mrs. Huston's class is my favorite of all,

sks me sarcastically, and almost

scornfully and glare

mself," Mrs. Huston says, with her hands stretched out towards a guy who

is baggy blue Jean looks. He stands in front of the class and brings out his right hand from the front pocket of his jeans.

my appearance, in case you are wondering." He jokes, and everybody including Mrs. Huston laughs, except me. I have a strong feeling that Mrs. Hust

g at him more lustful than I was. I slowly shake my head. After Morgan finish

eam' by William Shakespeare, and everybody seems to be enjoying it,

four, you can read ahead

rgotten about the naked picture of Sammy Raymond, and that's because they knew it was faked. The editor just

s this thing with guys, she calls it true love and she searches for it in every guy she dates. At first, the guys are

ake a pink lipstick and rub it on my lips, looking at the little mirror hanging at the door of my locker. "But did yo

just love something, anything that is not connected to money

se there's not

s with those dreamy eyes like she

ughout the week, my life will be hell. She either calls yelling or crying on the phone. I won't even have a good night's sleep, cause she will be on the phone all night. And as a friend, I'm just giving her a lis

," I say monotonously,

mething called lo

' "And of all guys, you choose a wretch," I

ute and You are searching but trust me, you'll find

hat's as handsome as him. "Don't settle for a

e him standing beside Tracy. I startle and drop