Jason has put me through hell to prove I can withstand the flames. Now he wants me. Tough luck, a*hole. I survived the taunts, the humiliation, but after what happened to me last semester, I refuse to play his game any longer. Jason's obsession with me isn't healthy for either of us. He thinks he needs me. I know better. What he needs is therapy. I have to resist him for the rest of the year, then we'll never meet again...