“Just go!”
That was the last thing Amberle had heard from her old friend, Eretria. When they were young, around 8, the two had been inseparable. Nothing could tear them apart. But, right before her 8th birthday, Eretria's father had announced that he got a new job across the country and that they were moving away. Eretria, having been that young child, pushed everyone away. She stopped talking to her friends and parents, isolating herself. When Amberle tried to help, Eretria would just yell at her and refuse to talk. When they moved away, Amberle learned to do the opposite. To hide that she was hurting, she would throw herself into people.
At 17, Amberle was like something out of a teen movie. She the “most popular, most attractive” girl at school, head cheerleader, leader of multiple clubs, rich. But she wasn’t actually happy. Essentially a walking main character. Amberle’s senior year was supposed to be perfect. Her last year before she could leave and just dissolve into being a nobody. She wasn’t expecting the Rovers to return.