[[✨COMPLETED✨]] • We both inched closer and closer until our lips were brushing against each other like some sort of tease. But before we could go any further, I stopped and leaned back. He looked confused and disappointed for some reason. "I can't..." ------ Hazel Ambrielle is as lame as it gets. She stays up extra late on Friday nights to read or watch Disney movies in bed. She's never been to a high school party and doesn't drink. When she moves to a new town with her mom and six brothers to escape their past, she expects life to stay the same. Asher Grey is the big bad popular boy of Glenwood High. He's hooked up with girls at parties and forgotten them the day after too many time to count. He's an egotistical boy that just can't be bothered. His heart string can't be tugged on. That is until he wakes up to find himself with a new neighbor. A cute girl with glasses and a big family. For the first time in forever, he feels something for a girl other than lust. Hazel denies the unfamiliar feeling she gets around Asher. She's been hurt too badly to give into someone like him who's bound to do the same. But she can't help but let her walls come down when she sees how they bring out the best of each other. He brings out her hopeful side and she brings out his dorky side. • [[WARNING: This story deals with themes of violence and abuse]]

I watched his full lips turn up into a smirk and in that moment my heart stopped beating, my mind stopped thinking. Instinctively, I leaned in to close the gap between us... He's the badass player. Partying, having girls chase him and being popular is second nature to him. She's your stereotypical good girl. Smart and almost invisible to guys. Her only weapon is sarcasm. They get to know each other...What do you think will happen? {This is my original work, so please tell me first if you wish to use it in a way at all}

Kristen Cortland has an enemy, and his name is Carter Morrison. He's your typical athletic hottie star quarterback of the football team, but he's also a raging jerk, yet everyone loves him, and Kristen just doesn't see it. Oh yeah, Carter just so happens to be Kristen's older brother Brendan's best friend. Funny how it works out like that, right? What happens when Kristen sees a whole different side of Carter she didn't know existed? Does she regret calling him a jerk? Is she going a little crazy because she feels herself slipping into the "a little infatuated with Carter Morrison" category? Does she even remember what she had for breakfast? Oh well, one thing she is sure of, jerk or not, he's still a sex god.

"Why'd you stop?" I asked him. He didn't answer, just walked us over to my bed and set me down. "Jace..?" He kissed me hard and walked out, closing the door behind him. My name is Alexis Williams, but I like to go by Lexi. I recently signed up for a summer program with my best friend, Hayley Jacobson, where we get to live on our own for an entire summer in condos paired up with other students from different schools. It sounds exciting, right? Well leave it to me to be paired up with two guys, one of which my best friend starts to fall head over heels for, the other, well let's just say he's something. Jace Reyna and Kyler Archuleta, two boys from Valley High School living with us for an entire summer. Some ask "could we handle it, being guys and girls under one roof after all?" I say, "bring on the fun."

"Oh you will fall for me eventually." He said pressing me against the wall. "How are you so sure about that?" I asked. "Good girls always fall for the bad boys, trust me." He said smirking. His hands travelled to my waist, and then he pulled me close.

It's hot. It's new. It's sexy. Kristen Haynes has just moved to town of Macon in Georgia. She's one of those hot mess girls you would never associate yourself with. Well, that's hardly what's going on. It's all the rage of Macon. Sex scandals, drama, and love. What's more important in high school? He's just that average bad boy. There's nothing worth considering, yesterday's news. He doesn't drink or do drugs. He plays. What game might you ask? For now, we'll describe it as the game of sexes. He's not rude, not trashy. Why is he a 'bad boy'? Well, an ego can stroke a lot in a person. It's just your average, stereotypical guy. Nothing special, hardly noticed in halls. He's not a bad boy, a nerd, or jock. He's just average. What is it that makes him so interesting? What hand could he possibly play in this? He's a nobody. The events of Beacon Heights High School are just the latest drama. Everybody in the city of Macon and surrounding areas are begging to get a glimpse at the newest gossip.

* * * NOTE: THIS STORY IS UNDERGOING A SLOW, MAJOR EDITING. PLEASE EXCUSE THE CHILDISH WRITING OF THE EARLIER CHAPTERS. I WAS FOURTEEN, GIMME A BREAK. J.E. * * * "If I told you I like you, would it change anything?" I ask him. I'm trying to sound nonchalant but it isn't really working out for me. Charlie smiles at me. "It depends," he replies as he starts walking away. * * * MY BEST FRIEND'S BROTHER (Young Love Mini Series, Book One) Trailers: • http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=wbt0YkxDifM • http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8xoRev30af0

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?