Shameless

My name is Fallon, but at my old school I was known as �slut.� No one has ever looked beneath the surface to see the girl that hides behind the careless facade I wear like armor. Instead, they see a pretty face, a nice body�someone that is willing to be used, if even for a precious minute, so that I can feel wanted�needed. I�m the girl a guy walks away from and never gives a second thought to. I think I�m unlovable, and I know I�m broken. No one has ever cared about me; they all see through me as if I�m not even there. But then 'they' see me. The night Blake and I meet is the first time I feel that someone has really noticed me. From that moment on, he won�t forget me, and he won�t walk away. Blake gives me the kind of attention I�ve never experienced before. Then there�s Nick. He offers me silent solace, and those gray eyes of his seem to peel back the layers of my armor. It�s as if he understands the real me, and I soon learn that his home life is similar to my past. The darker parts of my soul don�t scare him, and his own darkness draws me to him. Blake and Nick see something in me that I can�t even begin to understand, and as long as they�ll have me, I will be theirs. Yes, I said theirs. I can�t choose between them, not when they both touch my soul in different ways. I hate rules. I think that rules are meant to be broken, and whoever said you can�t be in a relationship with two different guys is wrong. Now if I can only convince Blake and Nick��