Permanently bruised by a tragic accident, Melanie Martins felt useless. She was the girl who people stared at in public,the girl who didn't need a chair because she was permanently sitting on one with wheels. She became so isolated that her parents were getting so scared that they enrolled her in a therapy session.  Melanie was acing all her tests and exams because she had nothing fun to do,so most of the time,she was stuck with her books. At least,she could do one thing right. Her friends moved away,and there was literally no one she could relate with. Well, until HE came along.

Damien Brooks was the dude with the killer looks,he was that guy that was stared at whenever he walked into somewhere. He was so popular that all girls wanted to do was smell his jacket. He was new to Melanie's school,and Melanie felt threatened because he was stealing her spot on the 'A' list ; the top. Within a week of joining EastLake High,Damien found himself quite a couple of friends. Although he was known for his hot Instagram pics and videos,they finally met him in person,and all everyone wanted to do was one thing...be his friend.

Damien noticed everyone trying to sit with him and talk to him,but there was this girl who wore round glasses and sweaters every damn day. She didn't give a hoot about his reputation,and he didn't like that. Damien was no douche or jerk,but his ego was something no one could match up with.

Curious to know her,he tried talking to her,only to get coffee poured on him. Well,that was a rough start. 

Damien started to discover that there was more to the girl who sat at the back of the class,but aced all her exams. Damien discovered she was fun,but she was hidden in a wall she built around herself.







The Girl Who Wheeled

Mr Martins called in that he would be coming later because of work. 


So it was basically just Damien,Mel and Maria. 


"I hope you like the food," Maria smiled. "I really don't know what you like,but I really hope that this is good" 


"Wait till you taste her pies,cookies and muffins" Mel whispered to Damien. 


"My mother taught me how to make some of those" 


"Really?!" Maria and her daughter said at the same time. 


"Well,if you don't mind,you could come over next week," Maria smiled. "I'd love to bake with you" 


"So,how is school going for you? Any stress fitting in?" 


"Eastlake High is pretty cool," he said. "I've met some good people,and otherwise" 


"Well, that's a must in every school," Maria said. "There will always be the bad ones" 


Seventeen.