"You can't even see the damn stars! There's no backroads to drive, just fucking city lights and buildings everywhere! You promised me a fresh start mom! What the hell is this supposed to be!?" I scream through the phone into the voicemail. Ever since my mom went MIA after sending me to Portland, my patience with her has pushed its limits. Sweet fuck, if only she could have responded before I met the boy with dark chocolate eyes and sandy brown hair...

Just some girl and boy names for inspo in case you're having troubles coming up with names for your characters. Enjoy!

"Don't say it back please." His voice is begging, as his sad eyes shine in the evening light. "Why not?" He cups my cheek with his hand and closes his eyes. "Because, if I hear you say it then I won't be able to walk away." My eyes close thinking his warm lips will meet mine again, but when I open them, I notice the absence of his hand on my face and his figure retreating into the distance. "I love you too" The words fade into air as they drift away. *** After spending the summer before senior year in a small town in Montana, 18 year old Dakota Baker returns to her small town of Three Rivers Oregon. The memory of the guy she left behind in Montana just keeps nagging her. As much as she tries to leave it in the past, her summer romance keeps creeping up on her until one late night, it shows up on her doorstep. Dakota has to decide whether she wants to relive what she had with the black-haired, green-eyed boy that is annoyingly perfect, or leave it all back with their summer in attempt to move on after summer ends.

Beat, Abused, Assaulted by her step-father Bella is hopeless. Her mother and little brother are safe and that's all she could ask for. When her stepfather moves them to Montana, the last thing Bella wanted or expected was to find love with the cocky bad boy in her new high school's parking lot. As the abuse gets worse Bella struggles to hide it from Luke. Until one day he surprises her at her house only to find her on the ground practically dead. They're both scared to lose each other, but the more secrets, lies, and dark truths are told their addiction to one another only gets stronger. But an addiction only kills you slowly ***WARNING*** Contains abusive content may be triggering for some readers

... and now standing in the middle of the dirt road where he kissed me just nights ago, I watch his dissapearing tail lights and wonder how I let things get so fucked up...

He won't even look at me. I wonder what went wrong, we were so close last year, we told each other everything, and we even were close over the summer. He came over we hungout, then he left for a week to visit family, and we went back to school and now this? I hate it, I miss being able to laugh at his jokes easily, I miss him laughing just the right way at one of my jokes even if he was the only one laughing. I miss us talking, and me being able to look at his gorgeous light brown eyes, that were a perfect shade, that they looked almost golden. I miss his perfectly white teeth, and adorable dimples when he smiled. He was my closest and best friend in the whole world. This sucks. I can't even look at her, I don't know why, I just can't. We were so close, closer than me and my little brother. I can't even talk to her. What is wrong with me, I keep catching her glancing over here as if she is expecting me to walk over and say something. I would love to, but I just can't. Believe me I would love to walk over there and casually make a joke making her eyes light up when she smiled. Goddamn she is gorgeous. When she smiles she lights up any room, her eyes always have a mischeivious sparkle in them that makes you want to do something fun, stupid, something that is adventurous. Her laugh is like music, it floats, and you can't get enough of it. I love the way her whole face lights up when she talks about something she loves. I miss being that guy that makes her happy.

The bad boy and the good girl. That's the same old cliche story right? Just comes in different forms? The bad boy and the nerd The bad boy and the bad girl The bad boy and the sweet girl with a rough past But ya know one story I've never read? The bad boy and the country girl. Meet Hazel. She's from a small town in Berthoud Colorado. She grew up going on Cattle drives, shooting, muddin, fishing, hunting, riding horses and dirtbikes. If it's anything outdoorsy or country, she's done it. Meet Carson. He's from LA. Rich parents, he doesn't really give a shit. After a tragedy occured with his family, he built up walls and turned into what we would call a bad boy. Rides motorcycles, smokes, drinks. After the tragedy he fell down a pit. It's their first year of college at Colorado State University. Apartment rooms get mixed up and Hazel rooms with the bad boy. When it comes down to it, and Carson catches feelings for his roomate, will Hazel choose the country boy everyone expects her to end up with? Or will she choose the guy who made every moment in that apartment special? From when they were fighting, to laughing, to crying. They've gone through ups and downs, and when it all adds up, she's his roommate, and only his. (Omf. Sorry this was a shitty description, but the story's good I promise. I'm lazy and I really don't feel like using my brain cells to change the description even though the last part's WAYYYYY too cheesy, so deal with it. Just give the story a chance. Hope you enjoy! Catch ya later my dudes)

"Why? Why are you still here? Why won't you just run away and leave me like everybody else? Why aren't you just taking the easy path out and away from me while you still have a chance? Why aren't you getting yourself out of this hole I dug, fell into and pulled you in along with?" "Lets get one thing straight. you didn't pull me into this hole, I jumped in after you. And I'm never fucking leaving you. Why can't you get that? I won't leave because you don't run away from the people that you fucking love with all of your damned heart! So you can push me away all you want, but my feet are planted in concrete next to yours."

She's always been one of the guys, and it's never bothered her...until she ran into the one guy from her past she hasn't wanted to shake free from. **** ...I stare up at the blazing stars, opening my mouth to answer the question that's been hanging in the air for too long. "Nothing's wrong with me...except that I'm just that girl. Every since kindergarten I've been that girl. That girl who's gonna wear high-tops to Homecoming, that girl who you never see in anything but baggy clothes, that girl who always has her hair up or tucked into a baseball cap, that girl who hangs around the guys, that girl who can throw a 52 yard touchdown pass like it's nothing, that girl who knows what goes on in the boys' locker room, that girl who can get covered head to toe in mud and not give a single fuck, that girl who would rather work at a mechanic's than a boutique, that girl who spends hours under the hood of her truck, that girl who'll saddle up and ride out in the pouring rain, that girl who will spend all day calf-roping or fixing fences then joke with the guys about who has the biggest dirt mustache, that girl who cusses, drinks, smokes, parties, that girl who's just considered one of the guys. And you know what!? It's never bothered me... well until now." My eyes meet his, those big green eyes will be the death of me. He moves closer, and I do the same. "It shouldn't bother you, because that girl? Is who I'm in love with and she is who I have been in love with since the very first time I laid eyes on her." His lips meet mine and I don't have any room to think. For the first time since the incident I let myself fall, an open book for the one guy who was always it for me.

There's this website. One for depressed teens. The simple way of explaining it is the depressed person sends a message: "What if..." then they state a fear or something in the form of a question. After the message gets sent, a real person on the other end of the line sends something encouraging back. Two anonymous teens chatting. *** Meet Camryn. A perfectly normal girl, with a perfectly normal life. No depression, the only thing wrong wiht her is she posses an ounce too much sarcasm. One day her friends dare her to go on the website and send a message. She does it, it ends; simple, right? Or is it. Once her friends leave, she checks for a response. A simple dare leads to a string of conversations. The boy on the other end falls for Cam, and she falls for him. *** Meet Tyler. The resident bad boy of Lockport High. The player? No. He's crushing on one girl, no one knows and he thinks she doesn't notice him. Tyler gets dared to sign up for the same website. Doing so, he never expected to get a message, especially not from the girl he's crushing on. Cam and Tyler text, share secrets, and are just plain themselves. Anonymously, it's easy, but these two fall so hard. When it's time to meet and identities come clear, will feelings remain? Or disipate?