Thread: Blind Forgiveness (Victor Kane x Roses)

It wasn't always easy being the daughter of two famous and rich parents. Especially at thirteen. For Margaret Kingston her seemingly perfect life, wasn't always that. Her father was the star linebacker for the top NFL team in the league so he was never home, always flying to some new city to practice, play or sign autographs. And her mother was lawyer to the stars. Top attorney to actors, models and athletes who needed some hot and sleazy lawyer to work the system and get them their money and of course their face all over the papers. So Maggie was left home with the nanny to entertain herself. Growing up was very very lonely. Making friends never came easy because listening to her parents argue, she learned early on that you could never trust anyone, they'd always yell and scream and throw things at you. So she had no real friends. But of course, everyone at the little private school she attended absolutely adored her. Well, adored her money. Anything that Maggie wanted, Maggie got. She had her own pool, her own horse, her own play ground in her back yard, her own private movie theater and just about every new toy on the market. So how could the other kids at school not want to be her friend? Rather, how could they not want to use her things? Now in middle school, Maggie hardly ever found herself alone, she had her own little posse of so called friends. But they hardly knew her. No one really knew her. If they did they'd be surprised by how much she hated doing half of the things she did, but peer pressure is such a strange thing. Maggie stood there in front of a single locker, her long blonde hair hung over her blue eyes as she stared at the folded up piece of paper in her hand. She couldn't believe the words she had scribbled down on it. Part of her had meant them, a secret part that she never told anyone, but that wasn't what the note was about... no, this was a trick. One she knew she would later hate herself for doing. Come on Mags, put it in! Jack was standing behind her, a soccer player, he put his hands on his hips. What are you waiting for Maggie? Julia asked, her dark curls bounced about her face. Yeah, come on! More jabs of protest from the other popular kids. They stood in front of a few other, all the ones that claimed to be her friends. They convinced her to write the note. A false confession of love. A trick to lure out one of the quietest, sweetest boys she'd ever spoken to. Too bad he never wanted to be her friend. She really did like him and now she was about to do something absolutely terrible to him. But that's what happened when someone weak caved to the pressures of others. It'd be a lesson she would learn the hard way. Maggie shoved the note in his locker. Let's go. She said softly, her nose wrinkling a bit as she tucked her long hair back behind her ear. Now they just had to wait at the playground after school. Things would get so much worse. So much worse when he found out about the papers Maggie found in her mom's brief case. Some PI contacted her and gave her photographs dealing with an illicit extra marital affair and the whole school was about to know. Now Maggie's friends convinced her to turn this poor boys world upside down because they didn't like him, even though she did. Her chest ached at the thought. But he never gave her the time of day and all these kids did right? So... this made them happy... why not do it?