Prologue

Everybody at Degrassi Community School thinks I'm this perfect, beautiful, popular shallow girl that has everything. Everybody at Degrassi thinks I have the perfect life, but they're wrong. I may be the most popular, most beautiful girl at Degrassi, but that doesn't mean I'm truely happy inside. It's been over two years since Dean raped me, but I haven't forgotten. How could I have? Every night when I go to sleep, I see his face. I wake up during the night, thinking that he's there. When he was found innocent, that made everything worse. I just don't want to see his face in my dreams anymore.

None of my friends know about how I truely feel inside. They all think I'm this popular, happy girl that has this deep secret stuffed inside somewhere. I know they're my closest friends, but they don't understand what it's like to be raped. And they don't know what it's like to carry around a secret like this inside. How would you feel if your rapist was found innocent, when he was really guilty? It was like a slap in the face that day in court when Dean was found innocent.

Even though it's been exactly twos years, I'm the same old Paige Michaelchuk that I was. Sure, I'm still popular, and I still have the same group of friends and the same boyfriend. But that doesn't mean I'm the same inside. I'm extremely different inside. Inside, the memories of what Dean did to me are stored up, refusing to leave me, and they're turning me into a depressed, angry person. You could say I'm angry at the world for what he did to me, because the courts let Dean get away free when he was guilty, and that wasn't right at all. He raped me. Doesn't that mean anything at all?

In school, you could say I was pretending. I was pretending that I was the same old happy Paige that I was two years ago. It fooled most people, but it didn't fool some people. I could tell that most people looked right past my the fake smile plastered on my pretty face, and they could tell right off that I was broken, and I wasn't happy at all. But did those people try and help me? No. They just looked at me and thought, 'oh, she's Paige Michaelchuk. She's a cold-hearted bitch.'

Even though I wasn't happy at all, and I was broken inside, things were going fine. Dean was gone. The truth was, he wasn't gone totally. He was in my mind, he was in my dreams, and he would forever be there, whether or not he was actually there or not. But thankfully, Dean was at college now, and I didn't have to worry about him coming after me.

But I did. My worst nightmares came true. On a sunny, warm day in March, I recieved a note that would forever change my life. Again.

Author's Note: I know it was short, but it was just the prologue! Chapter One will be MUCH longer, and even more detailed. I hope you like this! I'm really excited for this story, and I hope you are too. Please R/R!