You were homeschooled most of your life. Your parents never wanted to put you into public school because they knew it wouldn't end well.

You were.. different. But they couldn't blame you. You've been through and seen a lot. Sure, it may have made you a bit demented. But not to where you need to be watched at all times and kept away from anything sharp. You just acted differently.

This was your first year of public high school. The school year was almost done. It had been hell. But to your surprise, you had gotten a boyfriend.

But not just any boyfriend. The dumb, popular quarterback of the football team. You could still barely believe it.

When he had asked you out on Valentine's day, you almost thought it was a joke. But you realized, everything in the basket he made for you was things he'd only know you liked if he actually liked you.

It was late. You were home alone as always. Your parents were really never around. You called your boyfriend, wanting to watch some of the new tapes you rented.