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Space Bound (Eminem) by MeBeingMe92
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Kylie Donovan is a lonely and extremely shy girl. She's the only child and has a complicated life. She works so that she can go to college one day and have a better life. On one particular day her life slowly starts to change. They get new neighbours and the neighbours have a son that's around her age. She seems to get lost in his blue eyes every time she looks into them. Kylie and Marshall forms a friendship and gets along well since they can relate to one another. Kylie supports her best friend in everything that he does and he appreciates her for it, but will it be enough for Kylie to stick by his side?
Eminem Imagines (Eminemzminnie style) by Eminemzminnie
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Imagines that will probably take you on a journey now to where..i'm not sure. :)
You Make Me Space Bound (Eminem fanfic) by vleggett98
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Eminem is admired by millions. He was my hero and Ronnie's. Can the man who changed hip hop forever, change the way I love?
Fate Reloaded...An Eminem Fan Fic by _cc1984_
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To say that Mykaela was shocked to find out who her sister had been dating is an understatement. Now Asia Washington has some explaining to do. Read as she retells the story of how she kept the whole world from knowing she was dating the famous Marshall Mathers. Sequel to Fate....A 50 Cent Fan Fic
Wait, what? Me and Eminem?! (An Eminem Fan-Fiction) *Completed* by PVAyoubi
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Adrienne Griffin, better known as Dri, resides and works in the small town of Warren, Michigan. Safety is something to always consider when going out and about, especially at night. When an incident leads to a decision making, Dri makes the wrong one and ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Who else to find her in her time of need than the man she barely knew, barely heard about, and seen only a few nights before? Out of nothing comes more than Dri had ever hoped to find, and she's not the only one who's left breathless in the end. (Note: For nearly ten months, this story has had the same bland description. I finally rewrote it, and would just like to add this is definitely not a cliche story, so you're in for surprises.)
White Trash Trailer Park (8 Mile fanfiction) by StrongerThanIWas
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Ryland lives in a trailer park by herself in 8 Mile. She works a 9-5 job at Detroit Stamping and gets just enough money to get by. There's one thing about Ryland. She can rap. In a place like this, rap is considered a black man's game and Ryland, being a skinny, 24 year old white girl, has never been taken seriously. That was, until she met Jimmy Smith Jr, aka B-Rabbit. Together, these two are determined to prove that they are more then just white trash trailer park.
welcome to the family [eminem] by nirvaana
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"we'll adopt you," "what?"
Life According to 7-eleven Girl (Interracial Eminem fanfic) by Eminemzminnie
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Marshall's POV. I had just gotten off the tour bus and hopping in this 7-eleven that I hoped had some Red Bull and Nacho's cause after being stuck on that bus for 7 hours and everyone eating up all the food.. I was absolutely starving. I quickly got in the store with my hood down seeing that no one was really around to recognize me but just in case I grabbed all the items that I thought was necessary to make sure I wouldn't get hungry any time soon. Then I went up to the counter and saw the cashier who was busy talking on her phone instead of paying attention to the customers like she should be doing. "Yo, i'm ready to be rung up." I said hoping she would get off the phone. "No, what your ready for is a new hair style, your hair looks like one of those yellow scrub brushes you would buy at the Family Dollar store down the street." She retorted. And that's where it all began..
Side by side by freakofnature22
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THE STORY TAKES PLACE IN 2011 "Have you ever considered how big of a bitch you are?" Marshall asks me. I've had enough of his shit already! The way he talks to me and the way he treats me is way over the line. I've never liked him and I never will and even though I've tried to keep it professional then I just can't because for some reason he doesn't like me either. "Have you considered that you should maybe just shut up sometimes?" I say rolling my eyes as I keep my eyes on the numbers on the paper. "Maybe I need to remind you that you actually work for me Jenny." Marshall says with arrogance in his tone and I can't help but laugh at him. "I work for Interscope, not for you." I correct him. "Just get this shit done." He says and throws me a stack of paper on the table. Jenny gets a new job as an accountant on Interscope Records where she's doing all the accounting on Shady Records, but she doesn't really get along with Eminem as they can't stand each other. Jenny has never been into Eminem's music or his way of behaving and even though he's sober now then Jenny still stick by her opinion about him. Eminem doesn't like Jenny because she just gave him a horrible first expression. How is it gonna work when you're working site by site with your enemy?
Oh My... by Doin_Time
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"You don't even try," he said to me, disgust ringing in his tone. "You never did. I can see that now. It's like you don't care about anything." My stomach churned, but I kept a neutral expression. How was I suppose to admit that he was right? I knew he wanted an argument--some sort of reassurance that I wasn't truly this awful of a person--but I couldn't come up with one. We stood in a crushing silence. I watched as he cracked his knuckles and sighed. "I'm leaving you."