"When's it going to stop, Lara?" I knew Fletch wanted me to look at him, but I refused. "When are you going to let it go? Donny-"

I wrenched my arm from his grasp. "What is wrong with you?" I snapped, feeling almost light-headed as the blood rushed to my head and my heart started to pound.

He'd crossed a line, and he knew it, it didn't, however, stop him from finishing lowly, "This is your last semester, babe. Your last thirteen weeks surrounded by people who give any sort of a d*mn about what we did in high school. Leave it here, yeah?"

Lara Montgomery is a do-gooder...or a dream-ruining, boyfriend stealing sl*t, it really depends who you talk to. In an attempt to atone for past sins, she completes good deeds for fellow students who request her help, much to the disgust of Fletcher Townsend, the biggest past sin of them all.

Please note this story contains some mature language and content.