Looks can be deceiving

Coming soon 2017

Hey guys. Here's two stories that will be posted next year at some point or sooner if I finish my other two books first!

There's a bit different compare to my usual stuff but let me know what you think!

And then there was you (might be a short story)

There were sirens all around me. Looking down, blood was pooling out of my wound. They stood in front of me, shock plastered over there face. The person I trusted the most held a AK47 in their hand. "Sorry" was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

When I woke up that morning and went to school. I didn't think I would be the victim of rape, murder and a tragedy.

That was the day that I died and this is my story.

The kissing games.

All I had to do was kiss 20 boys in my school by the end of senior year. It was dead simple. This all started with a bet on my 17th birthday. It just so happened to be that I kissed the wrong person. The most popular, arrogant, fuckboy in my school.

I walked around school to find the first person I was to kiss. The rules was that it had to be someone from each social group so I left the popular boy last. I ran up to him, "do you have a girlfriend?" He shook his head. "Good!" I kissed him so fast before he could even process what was going on. James pushed me against the locker as the kiss got heated. I pulled away. Everyone around me was staring in shock. Omg. I just kissed the most popular boy in my school! Turning around there stood Katy with a smirk plastered on her face. £100 in her hand and the keys to her summer lake house. " I can't believe you did it!"

I looked at Katy then with a flip of my hair, I smirk and walked away. This must have been the most eventful year of high school. Little did I know this wasn't the last time I would be seeing James Steward.

The end.

"Don't go, please" she screamed as her bestfriend got carried down the ally. It's not how they hoped though when they where younger. It wasn't in a white dress but in a casket. Looking around, her family were all around. Some stood emotionless, some were screaming, many were crying. But me. I was stood at the back of the isle. To shocked to even move. To surprised that my best friend left me. To devastated to look anywhere else than the box that my best friend will now spend the rest of eternity in. Maybe one day, soon or way in the future I will be in a similar one. Side by side, once again.