Madison Rostov-CunninghamRide For You Harper is a trouble marker for sure. She had no intention of doing her final year of high school in Cuba. It has always been her dream to attend college in Cuba. Niyler and I support her decision, but seeing it from a parent's point of view I would understand why Micah didn't want her to go so far to study. Everyone had something to say about whether or not Harper should leave for another country for College. I decided to take some of the heat from her."I'm four months pregnant," I announce. It was not loud enough, but still, everyone fall silent.I stare at my dessert. I wanted to have chocolate cake, but now that I got it my stomach feels sick just looking at it. I could feel all eyes on me, but I ignored them.Jake's wife giggles, sounding like she had something stuck in her throat. "See honey cake, I told you your daughter looked like she had gained at least fifteen pounds. Now look at that, teenage pregnancy, and the

Niyler RostovRide For You My palms were sweating and that was not a good thing. I don't want to have sweaty palms on my wedding day, I don't want to sweat on my wedding day. Everyone wants me to stay calm, but u find it hard to when I want everything to be perfect."Niyler please keep still or you will ruin your makeup." My make-up artist Natasha says as she tries to put her final make-up touches on my face. "Didn't you say I was already naturally beautiful, why do I have to wear makeup?" The pretty caramel skin woman closes her light brown eyes and shakes her head. I know I was being a bit troublesome. I just could not help it."It's your wedding day Niy, there is nothing wrong with being extra beautiful," Harper says. She was standing in the room in front of the large mirror admiring her purple sleeveless gown that had a beautiful cut-out at the back, exposing her flawless skin before cascading down to her ankles. She looks stunning. Kendra, Kat, and Madis

Harper RostovRide For You Today has been a week since I started University. It was not as hard as I thought it would be. My Spanish is getting better and the lectures and locals are very nice. Olivia and I got along well. She is from Jamaica and she is the nicest person I have ever met. The best part is that we are both studying economics. Tamia is not that bad either, the only one we have a problem with is Ophelia. She reminds me of the kind of people my cousin, Madison, hangs out with. Although Veronica and Cathlin are not so bad after you get to know them. I do not plan on ever getting to know Ophelia, therefore I won't know if she has a human side to her."You know I have been saving forever to attend this University. My mom went here, and I just wanted to follow in her footsteps." Olivia says while unwrapping her corn from the plastic she wrapped it in.It makes me sad that she has been saving for a long time and I just had the money handed to me. I swallowed the

Harper VargasRide For You The music was so loud it made the ground shake. If my body did not consume so much alcohol then I would start to worry about the cave clasping. My hips swayed to the music as one of Caleb's friends danced behind me. We were having a good time until he gripped my hips and pulled my body against his."You are so beautiful. Do you want to come back home with me?" He whispers in my ear, making bile rise in my throat. "No way in hell, get off me." I tried to pull away, but he wrapped his arms around my waist tightly. His disgusting body pressed against my back.He breaths on my neck with his next words. "Why, do you think you are better than me? I thought you were different, but you are the same stuck-up bitch as you stupid friend." He spits rudely.What friend was he talking about? Did he try this with one of the other girls? As if he was reading my mind he said, "I asked that Damn blonde if she wanted to go out with me and the bitch turn

Harper RostovRide For You It was after five in the evening when I could pull my tired body from bed. When we arrived at the dorm, it was something after four and I was so tired that I went straight to bed without having a shower or brushing my teeth. My appearance was a mess. Hopefully, having a shower will bring me back to life. I'm considering visiting the restaurant we had breakfast at for some of their delicious coffee. I'm hooked on that now, it's my new addiction.After brushing my teeth, I stood in front of the large mirror in the restroom to see my reflection. Tiredness was evident in my hazel eyes, and my hair was dripping water. I did not feel like blow-drying it, so I wrapped another towel around it, grabbed my shower kit, and headed to the room. The bathroom is the only thing I disliked here. Although it is clean, I would prefer to have my privacy whenever I decide to admire myself in the mirror without other girls walking by giving me evil glares. I