Daisy hated Ty sometimes. That day, she hated him more than usual. He was mad at her for telling everyone about that psycho Jaymi Robinson. Sure, her mother was a beautiful model. Sure her father was a rock star, but a dated one, a dead one, an ugly one. And Daisy thought Jaymi took after her father. Short and ugly.

 If he didn’t want people to know, why did he tell me? Daisy could tell why. She had been close to Ty for over three years, a lifetime by teenaged standards. He looked like he had been holding it in and he had to tell someone. It was only after it came out of his mouth that he begged her not to tell. Daisy couldn’t help herself.

She felt the connection between Jaymi and Ty. She was no fool. She saw the way he would s...

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