You were just walking with your boyfriend through the crowded halls of Fallwaven high. The placed smelled exactly that, Lattes with pumpkin pie and cinnamon spices, I mean, it was a prestigious school, you had to have really good grades from 6 to 9th grade. Or people would just pay to get in. Which you could tell, most people really did, seeing how dumb they are.

It was a private school, where you could get scholarships (if your lucky) to get into Yale or Harvard, and yes, your smart, beautiful/ handsome self of course got into Fallwaven. With your boyfriend! of course he had paid to get in because he couldn't stray a minute away from you.

Speaking of your boyfriend, here he is, His name is Zadie, he's 6'4 and a total sweetie (only to you) his father owns a really big business, and he's soon to be the CEO, and his father doesn't approve you because of your style, he wants his son to have a presentable wife, one with politeness, kindness. So, when Zadie graduates highschool. his fathers trying to make him accept arranged marriages.

And yes, of course, he declines every single one of them, no matter how good those women backrounds are, he'll never replace you.

and now, here you guys are, Zadies getting surrounded by fangirls, more like gold diggers, begging for money. Zadie: "My love, want to go make out in the bathroom?" he whispers softly into your ear, making sure you only heard that