Blah blah blah people have random books. So I made one. I will post whenever I feel like it. :3 Geogiepoo! :3

so uh this was written by me when I was in the 4th-6th grade. it's not that gr8 but it got an extraordinary amount of good feedback. enjoy!!

The first time Mel saw Dean was in an elective class called Madness in Literature. He had been sitting a few rows down in his green parka, writing furiously into his notebook. Something about him made her stop and stare, and it felt like she hasn't looked away since. But there is a reason why Dean seldom comes to class. And why he seems reluctant to be her friend. And why he disappears for ages with answering her messages. Mel would have been bothered by all of it, except that she doesn't care. When it comes to Dean, she was willing to overlook a lot of things. This is a short story about two young people trying to find themselves and instead stumbling upon love.

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

"Wait. I want you to keep this." he said and he gently lifted my hair and tied his mother's necklace around my neck. His hand lingered softly at the back of my neck. "I can't take it, Alec. I don't know when - if I'll be back." "My mother had told me that I would give it to the one I love. You have to keep it. Do with it whatever you want. Its yours. Just like my heart. No matter how many miles will divide us, I'll always be thinking of you. Please return. I will keep my word and not follow you, but please come back to me." he whispered softly in my ear. My urge to stay overwhelmed me but I knew I couldn't give in. I stepped away and looked one last time at his piercing burgundy eyes. "Goodbye Alec." And with that I left, leaving behind my only reason for living in this empty cold world. +Twilight Fan Fiction+

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

Holly's new, young teacher has a dark past, and a dangerous future. She soon finds herself charmed by his ways, and gets thrown into the chaos. Who knew having an ex-gangster for a teacher could be so troublesome? As Holly and Mr. Heywood grow closer, more questions about his past come upon Holly, as does danger. What is Mr. Heywood keeping from Holly? And why is it so bad? But most importantly, if she falls for him, could their relationship survive? After all... it would be a proscriptive relationship.

(and yet, I still love it). ©genie_us :: Unedited, unfiltered, and damn filthy.