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The Girl Who Wheeled

Permanently bruised by a tragic accident, Melanie Martins felt useless. She was the girl who people stared at in public,the girl who didn't need a chair because she was permanently sitting on one with wheels. She became so isolated that her parents were getting so scared that they enrolled her in a therapy session. Melanie was acing all her tests and exams because she had nothing fun to do,so most of the time,she was stuck with her books. At least,she could do one thing right. Her friends moved away,and there was literally no one she could relate with. Well, until HE came along. Damien Brooks was the dude with the killer looks,he was that guy that was stared at whenever he walked into somewhere. He was so popular that all girls wanted to do was smell his jacket. He was new to Melanie's school,and Melanie felt threatened because he was stealing her spot on the 'A' list ; the top. Within a week of joining EastLake High,Damien found himself quite a couple of friends. Although he was known for his hot Instagram pics and videos,they finally met him in person,and all everyone wanted to do was one thing...be his friend. Damien noticed everyone trying to sit with him and talk to him,but there was this girl who wore round glasses and sweaters every damn day. She didn't give a hoot about his reputation,and he didn't like that. Damien was no douche or jerk,but his ego was something no one could match up with. Curious to know her,he tried talking to her,only to get coffee poured on him. Well,that was a rough start. Damien started to discover that there was more to the girl who sat at the back of the class,but aced all her exams. Damien discovered she was fun,but she was hidden in a wall she built around herself.

Melanin3000 · Teen
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32 Chs

Twenty.

DAMIEN BROOKS.

It was a free period,and he just needed some time to cool off in the library.

After all,he had a pretty heated morning argument with his father.

As he closed his eyes,her eyes appeared,and then her entire body appeared. She was smiling,and her glasses were slipping onto her nose.

Yes,he couldn't deny her beauty or the way his heart felt when she rambled on about unnecessary stuff, but he also didn't want to jump into any conclusions.

Besides,MM was not the type of girl who daydreamed about boys. At least,he didn't see her that way.

Melanie would rather dream about every poet,or every great scientist there was,and have a tea party with them in her head.

Now,that was the kind of girl she was.

The sniffling nearby caught his attention,and he turned to see Lily sitting across him with red eyes

Uh,okay-

He was not in the mood for her flirting,but she looked distressed.

"Hey,Lilian," he said and furrowed his brows. "Why are you crying? What happened?"