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Scars To A Playgirl

...Invincible yet broken, she played a dangerous game... Tiana Almirez is an illegitimate child born into a rich family. She is a smart girl with a case of low self esteem. Or at least she was. After she forms an unlikely relationship with a third generation heir from her school, who is every bit fun and screams 'trouble', that timid girl is transformed into a confident and strong playgirl. Unknown to most people, Tiana actually lives a double lifestyle. To others, she's an invincible girl with a perfect life but alone, behind closed doors, she's nothing more than a broken and damaged girl struggling with her failing mental health. Lucas Williams is a teenager who has dealt with his fair share of mental health issues. When he is transferred to a new school, he can't help but immediately notice the popular girl whose eyes were so desperately screaming the very thing he had wanted the people around him to hear when he was at his lowest, 'Save Me!' What happens when Lucas feels the need to help this girl? Will she appreciate his help? Or will she hate him for it? What can Tiana do when the new boy at school suddenly threatens to tear down her perfect mask? Will she be able to keep her facade going? Or will she find herself falling in love with the very boy she regarded her archenemy?

Merry_Ogodo · Teenager
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64 Chs

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Lucas' POV

"Want to come over to my house?", I asked her and she looked at me stunned.

It was understandable for her to be surprised, I just asked her to come over to my house all of a sudden, even I was surprised with myself.

"What?", she asked.

"The thing is we don't have lots of free period together that we could work on the project and because someone decided to go for a topic that needs extension research, our project might need a lot more time than others", I told her.

"We can make it work", she answered indifferently.

"I don't think so. It would help if we could work on the project after school", I told her.

"So want to come over?", I asked again.

She stared at me silently for a while. I couldn't tell what she was thinking, her eyes were blank, calm, showing no emotion, but I knew better than to believe that.

"No", she finally answered after some time.