you were the town’s golden girl. kind, funny, good grades, captain of the cheer team, and your dad was the mayor.

you loved your life. you weren’t fake, but people still loved you, and everyone knew you.

however, there was one problem.

shane maverick.

shane was the town’s drug dealer, came from the southside of town AKA the place you could never go to.

but for some strange reason he was like a magnet. you could never get away from him. he was like your strange addiction.

however, you knew that anything with shane would never give you anything but pain, but maybe- you wanted it.

it was another night, and you were at a party, one of the dumb ones that your school always threw every friday.

while you were there, you noticed someone familiar. shane. clearly he was there obviously for a deal, but you knew that he saw you.

and, you wanted his attention, even if you wanted no one to know that you two even knew eachother.

so, you started taking shots, dancing with your friends, and having much more fun than usual.

while you went to the kitchen to grab another shot someone stopped your arm from grabbing the shot.

you turned around just to see shane, with a scowl on his face.

“don’t even think about it, sweerheart.” he says mockingly, “what are you doing?”

you roll your eyes, “nothing. im just having fun, you do it all the time.” you grab another shot.

he sighs, and grabs the shot out of your hand before downing it.

“well you’re not me. so stop.”