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~"You don't know me." I snap. "Sure, I don't. We've only spent more than half of our lives together. But I don't know you. Like at all, I don't." He says sarcastically, making me stand up from my chair and stand in front of him with crossed arms. He keeps seated on my bed, looking just as angry as myself. I study his face for a really short second and internally groan. Puberty did really hit him good. ~ · Why would Hades think that after two years of not seeing Emma and not answering her calls, she would still be the same? How could he expect her to still be that weak little girl that depended on him? No, Emma has changed into somebody he has yet to discover. Two years ago, these two had their biggest fight. Best friends should get over it and move on, right? But what if there was no way they could talk it out, due to an unpleasant misunderstanding? Two years of not hearing shit from each other. Two years of being separated...and that after a bad argument. Both too stubborn to talk about it. But wouldn't it be so easy to finally sit down and talk? Even after what they did at Julie's first party of the new school year? I mean, they could still act like it didn't happen, since they have both been drunk. Yet they remember and decide it would be best to just avoid each other. Well, they seem to do a really bad job.

*CURRENTLY ON HOLD* Spencer Hastings has finally got accepted into the university of her dreams, Upenn. She cant wait to follow in her older sister, Melissa's, footsteps and make her parents proud. Although it's not what she wants to do she doesn't have a choice but to become a lawyer. Her two best friends Hanna and Aria are also attending the same college and the three of them can't wait for the following year. They have been planning to share a dorm room together since they were kids, but come to find out the only rooms left come with a roommate. ----------------------------------------- Toby Cavanaugh is the ultimate bad boy. He goes to parties, sleeps with practically every girl and dumps them afterwards. Every girl at Upenn absolutely worships him and no matter what he always gets what he wants. What happens when a gorgeous brown eyed girl by the name of Spencer becomes his roommate? Will they get along or will Spencer only ever see the bad side of him? Read The Bad Boy's Roommate to find out All credits go to Sara Shepard

Stella Moore w starej szkole, była bardzo popularną dziewczyną, lecz po przeprowadzce przeistoczyła się w największego kujona, w dziejach. Od czterech miesięcy ubierała się w niemodne, zakrywające i oszpecające ją ciuchy. Czuła, że tak jest lepiej, wolała gdy nikt jej nie zauważał. Nienawidziła, tak zwanych ''popularsów'', a wręcz gardziła nimi. Nie spodziewała się, że jej życie wywróci się o sto osiemdziesiąt stopni, kiedy nieświadomi niczego rodzice wyślą ją do pracy w jednym z wielu Sex Shopów należących do ojca najpopularniejszego, najbardziej bezczelnego i przystojnego chłopaka w szkole. Miała nauczyć się wartości pieniądza, a czeka ją lekcja życia jakiej nigdy nie zapomnij. -------------- Opowiadanie napisałam sama. Wszelkie podobieństwo do innych dzieł jest przypadkowe. Proszę o przestrzeganie praw autorskich.

Alexandra has to live with the so called bad boy while her mom goes on a business trip. does living together make them fall in love or just make them hate each other more . warning really badly written! many grammar problems not edited!

(COMPLETE) Amelia Carson: Normal girl Normal grades Great friends Not so great home life. Tyler Carter: Trouble maker boy Loves fights Loves girls Supportive family Getting the opportunity to go from living in the U.K to studying in America is an amazing chance don't get me wrong. But what's life going to be like when you find out you're staying with the schools bad boy.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.