Megan is the prefect girl. Connor is almost as prefect. They like each other. So, why aren't they dating?
Goddamnit! She was literally trembling. Write back, you bastard. And don't you dare, don't you dare make me feel like an idiot. Again.
Megan was sitting on her bed shaking, wondering why on earth she had decided to put herself through this again. Why she would put herself at his mercy, knowing prefectly well that he would only hurt her again. Praying that he wouldn't. Wishing he would just get it over with.