She arrived without a past anyone could pin down and that alone made her dangerous.
A new girl, reckless and sharp-tongued, drifting through the halls like she didn't care who was watching. The Bowers Gang noticed her within days. Not because she tried to stand out, but because she didn't try at all. No fear. No filter. No cigarettes. Just a mouth full of snark and a truth she refuses to tell.
They say she's crazy.
They're not wrong.
But this isn't just any kind of crazy. It's Bowers-crazy.
As lines blur between fascination and fixation, loyalty and control, one thing becomes clear: some people aren't meant to be pulled into the orbit of the gang, and some damage can't be undone once you are.
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Rated Mature for a reason. All characters are 18+. This is a headcanon-based fanfic using the likeness, setting, and personalities of the Bowers Gang - no clown involved.
Imported from Wattpad. This is a rewrite of an old fic of mine.
Ongoing.
Chapters auto-posted on Wattpad every week on Saturday at 10 PM BST/9 PM UTC/5 PM EDT/2 PM PDT & on AO3 at some point weekly on Saturday/Sunday.