You're Perfect.

Ugly? Imperfect? Useless? Unimportant? Boring? Invisible? Yeah, that's what Jordan thinks of herself. Crushing on one of the popular guys, knowing that she'll never have a chance. But will she? Now that they know everything and have been through so much together, will this change this? Did things even need changing in the first place? Everything happens for a reason!

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20. Help.

I bit my lip as he got off me and climbed out of the car. He held out his hand and helped me out of the car.

"I'm just going to get something to drink," Noah said searching around in the front of the car for spare change.

"Okay," I smiled and sat back down on the sand where we were before. I started looking through the bags for my ipod when a tall figure came to me and blocked the sunlight from hitting me. I looked up to see a tall man standing infront of me. He was shirtless and wearing beige chinos. He had short brown hair pushed back. He was goodlooking I've got to admit that. I stood up,

"May I help you?" I asked bluntly, as he was just standing there staring at me like I was some kind of doll.

"Yes you can!" He replied rudely as he walked and place his arm around my waist. I was shocked and stumbled backwards until I hit a our car. I couldn't run. He came closer and placed his hand on my hips, slowly running them down my thighs. I tried to scream but I couldn't, sound just wouldn't come out. He placed his hand on my arse and picked me up. He ran into an empty room. It was a dark, square room. I had no bloody clue where we were. My heart started thumping against my ribs, so hard it hurt. He came closer to me and put his hands on my chest. He laughed. I started breathing heavily. He leaned forward and forced his lips against my neck. I suddenly managed to move my arms and push him off me. I tried to run when he grabbed my arm. I struggled but he only gripped tighter.

"Ha! You're not getting away that easily! C'mon, you may aswell enjoy it.!" He pulled me pack and pressed me up against the wall. He tried to kiss me, I moved my head away, trying to avoid it as much as I could. He then grabbed my hand and pushed it up against the wall by my head. My skin scraped accross the hard brick, peeling off the skin. I whinced.

Help.

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