Lilah is the plain, simple girl that no one notices. She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway. Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it. How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back? Guess you'll have to read to find out. ;) (This is not edited)

"Bro, she cheated on me" "Who dis?" "Yea, I saw her kissing all over the guy" "Is this an April fools joke?" "I should've confronted her " "Haha this is a horrible joke, you know that?" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What would you do if you got a text on April fools? Any sane person would block the number but Morgan Mae Hearst is just stubborn. Being the nerd in school doesn't bring that much excitement into Morgan's life especially when you're invisible until a certain text comes to her life in April Fools. Instead of blocking the number, Morgan texted him back. Nicolas Klyne found out his girlfriend cheated on him during April Fools. Knowing this, he did the first thing he thought of, tell his friends. Realizing that he informed the wrong number and the wrong person he apologizes but never in a million years would he think that it would be a 'thing'. *WARNING* 1) CURSE WORDS AHEAD!!! 2) 3-4 non- dialogue story ig: @syneshouse A/N: This is supposed to be a quick read. This isn't supposed to have any complicated plots or anything, just the development of two strangers that happens to stumble on each other.

Sequel to Smirking Jerk Blake Eaton is many things. A running back, an aspiring artist, a brother still mourning the death of his older sibling, a teenager in therapy, trying to figure out who he really is, Josh Torres partner in crime, Tyler Grayson's true love, but most of all, he's Lexi Grayson's Little Bitch.

"I'm in love with you." How many times would I have to think about this, how many times, before she could hear it, feel it, see it in my eyes? "I'm in love with you." How could I make her see without telling her, without scaring her off... without losing her. I couldn't lose her.

The Shy Boy and the Girl in the Green Dress A 'I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know' alternate universe story. What would have happened if Alex had been honest right from the start and Lexi never would have had a crush on him? What would have happened if Blake and Lexi had talked during Blake's first day of class. In this alternate universe, watch how one small decision changed completely the course of Blake and Lexi's relationship. (If you haven't read 'I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know' you can still read this, but you'll be missing some of the references.) (Cover drawing made by Kristina Webb. You can check out more of her awesome work here: https://instagram.com/colour_me_creative)

#1 in Jealousy "I don't get it!" I yell while hurrying to catch up with him. "You don't need to get it!" he hisses out, not sounding tired after jogging for 20 minutes straight. While I on the other hand am heaving for my breath. "Why are you so hell bent on finding out who kissed you at Trevor's stupid party?!" No response. "It was just a kiss!" I try again. He stops up abruptly, turning around in a swift motion glowering down at me. I gulp. "Just a kiss?!" he whispers, I nod my head hesitantly. "JUST A KISS?!" I shrink back. He inches closer, his heavenly built towering over me. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose...disappointingly not mouth to mouth... I lick my lips slowly. He looks down, gulping before slightly moving away. "Just a kiss." I confirm. His blazing eyes find mine again. "No, it was not just a kiss! Maybe for her, but not for me!" "Why not?!" I press on. "BECAUSE SHE STOLE MY FIRST KISS!!" I gasp loudly, staggering back. His fingers graze his lips slowly before he snaps out of it, turns around and storms away. This time I don't bother following him, I am in shock. I Accidentally Stole The Bad Boy's First Kiss... ••• Completed | ✓ Unedited (Read at your own risk)

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

Nicholas Adams has lived a life of abuse from his alcoholic father and sex addict mother. So growing up was tough. He makes sure everyone fears him. He refuses to get close to anyone. But, new girl Alice might be the one to change his plans. Alice navigates through the ups and downs of high school trying to hide her feelings for the cold and closed off Nicholas. Little does she know, Nick harbors the same feelings. As soon as Nicks eyes land on the fragile Alice, his heart desires her. But with so much baggage on both sides, could they really make it out of high school hand in hand? ~~ "I love the things you hate about yourself. And we're going to do this your way. If you're not ready I'm not either." My hands drop to my side at what he says and my eyes fill with tears. "Alice we don't have to..." His hand cups my cheek and I place mine over his. "I love you," I whisper and his forehead falls against mine. ~~ Highest rankings: #1 in badboy #1 in teenfiction #1 in possessive #1 in protective #1 in goodgirl #1 in insecure #4 in love #5 in romance WARNING: swearing, mature scenes, references and actions of abuse Posted: 5/17/20

He thinks she's beautiful. He thinks he's falling in love with her. He wants to tell her, but there's one problem: He can't speak. #87 - Story Story / #300 - Romance

"Help me," a frightened voice whispered. "STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special, a o-n-e n-i-g-h-t s-t-a-n-d." "Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. "Superman lost his spandex's-wait who is this?" "Batman." - A boy made it his mission in grade eleven to add everyone in his grade as contacts. They all had a emoji for their contact name, unless they held significants to him. e.g: :) = 04 982 562 789 Now, two years into college, life is killing him. Literally. So he calls someone in his contact list, not knowing who, just asking for help because he was holding a bottle full of sleeping pills. He was the top jock, quarter back on the football team. Now he's no one.