So the cast list(only main characters for now)is a above people will be added accordingly
At the moment I know two things

1:The description sucks at the moment
2:This is dedicated to my sister and best friend the fantastic amazeballs,one and only JammyCheese

OK to the book now xd

Phoenix Ryder POV (yes I did call her phoenix sue me (ง'̀-'́)ง jk)

"They say when life gives you lemons you make lemonade.But what if the lemons are bitter from being left forgotten all the time?Can you still make lemonade?"The Professor Milton questions.

I loved this professor,he always gave us a deeper sense into someone's mind.He always gave out the hardest questions but is was all worth it in the end.

"Miss Ryder Can you make lemonade out of bitter forgotten lemons?"Professor Milton asks with his eyebrow raised

"Yes you can sir"I answer with a small smile on my face

"That may be true would you be willing to drink it or cleanse it even"Mr.Milton question voice filled with curiosity anticipating something....a certain answer maybe?

"It depends on the outcome...The effect is may cause "I answer some how I have feeling that we were never talking about lemonade to begin with but this is psychology class after all

"Now replace that lemonade with a abused child would you willing to drink that in other words help that child"The Professor asks gazing at us one by one as if he'll find an answer just by looking

"No somethings are best left alone ...Somethings are broken beyond repair "Someone says in the far back.

No that can't be that's where he resides.By he I mean Ryan Strome,he was the school loner the hot unapproachable guy.No one knew why he took this class wait scratch that why he attended this college.. this community college.He was rich enough to attend all the high class colleges.He always interested me he was this big mystery that I wanted to unfold.

"I disagree not everything that is broken can't be fixed ,further more who says that the abused child is broken scarred maybe but not broken"I say standing up facing him surprising everyone in the room heck I'm even surprised at myself.You don't stand up to Ryan Strome you just don't.

"Have you ever meant an abused child? Maybe they get what they deserved.Do you know how they feel physically and emotional?"
He says eyes swimming with emotion ,his lips pulled in a grim line and cheeks flushed with anger.

"Yes I have my brother in fact and abused child do NOT get what they deserved.Do you know how sick that sounded coming out your mouth?!?No one deserves to get beat down whether it be physically or emotionally!Who ever told you that was wrong!"I scream at him oblivious to the widening eyes all I see is his eyes flashing .

"Not everyone deserves to be saved from such abuse, Not everyone gets saved from it and even when they do they relive it everyday ...every night anytime there mind wanders"Ryan states calmy he looked slightly dazed

Just as I'm about to reply professor Milton speaks "You two make very good points I want you to think about that and write reasons for both sides and whether Miss Ryder is correct or Mr.Strome class dismissed"He says turning back to his desk as scholars scurry to leave adamantly talking about the argument between me and Strome.

Me and Strome were the last one to leave the room.Just as I'm about to walk out Strome locks eyes with me .There intense fiery even its enough to give me chills.
I tore my eyes away and walk out.

***
I was sitting at Starbucks waiting for my brother,Robyn.It was walking distance from the college
so I left my car in the schools parking lot.I sip on my milk coffee as he walks in.

"Hey Robyn"I say giving him hug which he quickly returns squeezing the dear life of me

"Sup nexxie"He replies cooly as he sips from my coffee.

"Get your own Robyn" I whine snatching the cup back giving him playful glare

"I would but I can't for three reasons 1.I'm lazy as fuck2.yours taste great so just no 3.Theres a unicorn"Robyn says counting of his fingers

"Unicorn? Where?"I ask looking around but when he burst out laughing I turn to see him with my coffee in his hand shaking his head in amusement.

"It works every time"He says smiling while sipping my coffee again I repeat my coffee.

"Oh whatever keep it"I say crossing my arms with dejected,defeated look on my face.

"Oh I planned on it "He says a smirk playing on his lip

"How's Mom?"I ask making his face fall and I brace myself for the bad news

"Had another panic attack I visited her last week she asked for you"He whispered sadly frown etched on his face

"I wish I could go but I can't not again the last time I went she had this animalistic look in her eye and they put her down like a dog"I whisper through clenched teeth trying not to recall the memory

"But that was six months she's getting better"He whispers back adamantly putting emphasis on the word better

"Have panic attacks every week is not better its unstable I'm not going to see her you can't force me I've got to go I'll call you later"I say getting up with my bag not waiting for a reply .

I know what I said was rude but mom isn't someone I can handle seeing right now or ....ever in that matter.

I decide to just get my car and go home.I'm tired and my shoulders ache from all the tension I'm feeling right now.

I see my car in the distance in the school parking lot and I'm so happy to see it that I don't notice the figure leaning against till I got to the drivers side and saw him sitting on the hood.

"Can you get off my car?"I ask as nicely as possible

"No"He replies simply staring into my eyes like looking for a missing puzzle piece

"No?"I ask questionly as if I heard wrong ...wishing that I heard wrong.

"No"He says nodding his head as emphasis

"Why the fuck not?"I yell with venom in my voice right now I was not in the mood

"I've got proposition for you princess"He says smirking

"First of all don't call me that second of all say what now?"I ask looking at him curiously

"Your gonna be my therapist ...phycologist whatever you wanna call it"He says smirk intact its like the only thing he knows to do with his face besides scowling and frowning

"Whats in it for me?"I say narrowing my eyes at him

"I pay you a 1,000 dollars an hour"He says in a business tone face void of emotion

"A 1,000?"I repeat questionly shock

"Yes are you in or not?"He deadpanned

"Yes"I answer back quickly money has always been tight with mom and everything so of course I agree.

He nods and start walking away.

"Wait!Why me?"I shout making him stop and turn around

"Because if I go to a real therapist they would blab to the social media confidential agreement or not and if you went to the social media shouting my business no one would believe you it would just be counted as a rumor and plus you don't seem the type to spread others secrets"He says leaning back on his heels ,hands in his pockets as he explains

I nod and he starts walking away again.

I climb into my and turn on the ignition.As I drive away I can't help but think.

'Your a lot of things Strome but stupid ain't one of them'

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W R I T E R Q U E E N 👑

OK this whole chappy is a 1,362 words maybe less but its 1,300 something.

The lovely cover was made by pizzarocksss check out her stories there great.

Also check out JammyCheese stories there also great .She's amazing at writing.
#writingjuice