Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

This story is rated 18-A! Due to explicit context and mature sexual scenes. Read at your own risk! You have been warned :) After Hailey graduates from high school at the top of her class and gets into the University of her dreams, her life takes a turn for the worse. Her parents only agree to let her move to the city to attend University in the fall if she moves in with her brother Chase, and his good for nothing best friend Link. Link and Chase tormented Hailey when she was a child. Instead of having one jerk of an older brother, she got two. For as long as she could remember Link was there with her brother. He even had his own bedroom at their house. Hailey lost count of the many times the two boys put her in the hospital with multiple different injuries. Now older and more matured Hailey moves in with the boys only to have Link start coming on to her, putting her in steamy situations with no way out. Stealing naughty kisses at ungodly hours. Teasing sexually all while his best friend sleeps in the room down the hall. ---------------------------------- (Sneak peak) His hands roamed up my back and to the back of my neck where he gripped it and held my head still, he bit my lower lip and sucked it in between his teeth. A whimper came from me this time, shocking us both. His hands moved from my neck back down my back until they were right above my ass, I could feel him clenching and unclenching his fists trying to decided if he should move lower or not. I kissed him harder moving my tongue into his mouth trying to tell him it was fine. My motion must have worked because the next thing I knew his hands were cupping my ass squeezing it and keeping a firm grip on it. This caused my body to respond, grinding my hips harder into his groin, a low growl came from him, he moved his lips from mine and kissed down my jawline and down my neck where he stopped at the soft skin between my neck and my shoulder. He paused for a moment before another whimper came out.