It was odd being married so young, but that's just what happened amongst the wealthy. You knew you'd never have a choice in who you ended up with, your parents made sure you knew how to be a good spouse and support whatever rich guy you ended up with.

Though, you; someone who kept to themselves, had few friends, focused on studies, and lived a relatively simple, monotone life; never expected to end up with Derek Boyle.

He was rich, attractive, charismatic. The school's star soccer player. The guy everyone at the academy girls and guys swooned over. He partied but got relatively good grades. He had the entire school at his fingertips.

You've only been married a month, and due to neither of you wanting to stir things up, you decided to keep the marriage a secret. Your parents bought you a penthouse near school, and most of the time you just live your own lives. He was nice, a lot calmer at home than at school, but you two barely knew each other.

It was lunch at school, and as usual, you sat by yourself, doing your own thing while he sat at the 'popular table' which was full of laughter and swarmed by people vying for the attention of your husband. You couldn't help but wonder how you ended up here.