The Hearts True Feelings

By Meagan Russel

"Stupid, Nerd, Freak, Nerd, and ugly!" These were the names Mason, the cheerleaders, and the football players nicknamed me while we were in middle school. I'll make sure to crush Mason's heart like Mason did to mine now that I'm back.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Independently published
• Release date: Mar 23, 2023
• ISBN: 9791222408705

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The Hearts True Feelings

Meagan Russel

Contents

The Hearts True Feelings

Chapter 1: School Here I Come

Chapter 2: What the Fuck!

Chapter 3: Movie Theatre

Chapter 4: Ignoring with a Hint of Jealousy

Chapter 5: Truth or Dare

Chapter 6: Pleasured

Chapter 7: Secrets

Chapter 8: The Bet

Chapter 9: Cheating?

Chapter 10: Slut Alert!

Chapter 11: The Fight

Chapter 12: Two More Days

Chapter 13: Getting Ready

Chapter 14: Prom

Chapter 1: School Here I Come

From below, my mother yelled, Wake up Alissa in a tone that she believed was powerful. While I, on the other hand, felt it was just delightful. When my elder brother Damon poured a bucket of water on top of me, I awoke in an anger and cried back in a quiet voice, 5 minutes please. I then fell asleep once again.

WHAT THE FUCKING IS YOUR PROBLEM? I believe that my screams caused the glass on the nightstand next to me to break. I just intended to wake you awake. Just relax; I warned you before I did it. Get ready quickly since this is our first day of school. If you don't get down soon, you'll have to walk to school. He left the room after closing the door behind him after I nodded.

I rose and made my way to my closet. It was enormous and had crimson doors with black knobs. I looked through my whole wardrobe before selecting what to wear today. I chose a black thin denim, a white gladiator with a silver diamond at the top, and a blue and white strapless top that flowed to my waist. After putting my clothes on the bed, I went to the toilet.

Yes, you heard correctly. MY loo. This was a wealthy family. My mother was a clothing designer who had created outfits for the majority of the top artists in the world, including Selena, Nicky, etc. My father worked as a doctor at the largest hospital in town. They both earned a lot of money, and as I was their child, I too received a portion of it.

I locked the door after entering the toilet. Damon and his pals Liam, Zayn, and Justin broke into my apartment the last time I neglected to lock the door, stole my bra, and pinned it to the front bulletin board so that everyone at school could see it. So humiliating was it.

I turned the shower on to the warm setting and waited a little while before entering. I shut the door after entering. I remained there for five minutes, allowing the minute drips to fall on the ground and into the drain. My tense muscles were soothed by it. After that, I snatched up the soap and applied it to my skin. Once again in the holder, I cleaned the soap residue off. I then took the shampoo and squeezed out just enough. I rubbed my scalp till a frothy material formed from the liquid. I washed off my hair and shut off the water after that.

When I exited, I grabbed two of my fluffy white towels. I put one around my torso and another one over my head. I entered my room and opened my drawers to choose my pants. The pants featured the same pattern as the black cotton bra, which had silver lines extending from the top to the back. I took my jeans and tugged them up to my waist when I put them on. I then grabbed my strapless top and slipped it over my little head.

I moved to my little table in the corner and grabbed all of my feminine items, including my straightening iron, makeup, and other feminine items. My curling iron was plugged in, and I set it on the table to heat up. Since it was taking so long, I reached into my makeup bag and pulled out the essentials: lip gloss and eyeshadow. I made sure it was bright as I smeared the light blue eye makeup onto my eye with my finger. After that, I applied lip gloss to my flawless lips. I didn't need to put on a lot of makeup since I was already gorgeous. I had eyes that were diamond blue with a tinge of silver.

I began working on my hair once I had done my face's makeup. My boobs were covered in pitch-black hair that ended there. I gave each strand of hair the curl I want. Not too fat or curly. Exactly correct. After finishing, I stood up and went to my body-length mirror. I took a peek at myself and was pleased. The boys who teased me and the girls who called me fat back in school would be so shocked to hear this. I hurried downstairs while grinning, grabbing my gladiator and bag along with my phone.

While Damon was already seated at the table with his pals, my mother was in the kitchen preparing her breakfast. Damon and I had a similar appearance, with the exception that he had hazelnut eyes and chocolate brown hair, was six inches taller than I was, and was one year older than I was.

Liam, who was 6'1", had black hair similar to mine, was a fantastic hunk, was great at sports, and had a six-pack, sat at the table. He