re·ha·bil·i·tate (rē′hə-bĭl′ĭ-tāt′) To restore to good health or useful life, as through therapy and education. Trevor was my drug and our love was addictive. I was always the good girl, I would never do actual drugs, but this one was disguised behind a pretty smile. Dull brown hair, brown eyes and an actual brain made my place on the high school heirachy very low. Selene was the head bitch, and her stick skinny cheerleaders were always with her. I was the nerd, I stayed in the shadows. That is until Trevor asked me out. I dumped my friends, and my grades were barely passing, but that all didn't matter to me. Trevor was what mattered, nights in his bed, dinner dates with him, dressing up and going to his games. It gave me a high, our love made me feel like I was on cloud 9. Well after finding him with Selene, our schools rich, big breasted blonde bimbo, I find myself back on earth. I can't stand to be in my small Texas town where every one loves Trevor, the star football player, so I leave. I take a credit card, a suitcase, and my old guitar to Europe and rehabilitate myself.