After an amusing banter at the library with a mysterious guy, Savannah hopes that it's the last she'll see of the bickering boy. Come to find out, he's a new student at her school who just so happens to be a junior, much like Savannah. He feels the need to stick around her even though she is the target for childish rumors, gave him the wrong number purposely, has all the comebacks for his pickup lines, tried to run him over with her car, constantly embarrasses him, and repeatedly tells him to 'get lost' or 'shove off.' During their many adventures, not only do they get into many bad situations but they make a few enemies along the way. Will his determination to befriend this stubborn girl spark a friendship between the two or a special kind of hatred? <><><> WARNING: I wrote this story when I was fetus- even more fetus than I am now. I was thirteen and I finished it two or three weeks after I turned 14. That means that this story has grammatical errors. So please, read at your own risk. --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ON APP.

Vena Anderson, a nineteen year old girl has moved away from home to attend college. She has no desire to live in a small dorm room and having to live with a complete stranger, so living in an apartment for her college years is her next option. The only flaw in her plan is that she can't afford it without a roommate. Vena has lived in this apartment all through the past year and just as the new school year is right around the corner, the landlord decided that she would raise the rent. James Hendersom, a nineteen year old guy has been recently kicked out of his dorm for smoking cigarettes. He now has been living with his parents until he can find a place of his own. He has been searching and searching for the past week and could not find anything, until just a few days ago. James was looking through the ads, again and one popped out more then all the others sitting on that plain "Looking for roommate. Contact Vena Anderson for further information" *This Wattpad story is rated Mature for strong language and some sexuality* Book One of the 'I Am Living With An Idiot' series. This book is currently being edited and revised because in some aspects it is so horrible, so I am working on it!!

He had on oversized glasses, that made his face seem so tiny. But, even from back here I could see his blue eyes. He was wearing a red plaid shirt with a pair of skinny jeans, and completed the look with a pair of red Chuck Taylor's. He looked at my car in disgust, as he rolled out his bike. The first thing he said to me will always be imprinted in my mind, "Buy a pair of Doc Martens, and then we'll talk." Cover by @pawfectly

Join Chase and Carli in their quirky journey towards discovering themselves and each other.

[SAGE sequel] "Destruction can only happen if those being destroyed have never felt pain." Sage Connelly always seemed to bring along a plague of dark hearts. Her junior year, however, seems to be the epitome of darkness as she is succumbed into such immense chaos. Not only have old flames come back to haunt her, but new fears are paralyzing her at night when a dark druid starts roaming around town, sacrificing people for the hell of it; while Scott's pack find themselves in the face of danger once again, Sage's name finds its way in the playing field of who could possibly be behind all of the atrocities. The blonde is forced to make decisions that no seventeen year old should have to make, and she is faced with the fall of two people that managed to find their way into her collapsing heart. To make matters worse, the on-going relationship between herself and Stiles is now hitting the rocks the closer they come to revealing things about Sage she never even knew; Stiles refuses to love a hard exterior of a lifeless soul. Sage Connelly's story must continue, and she must find things out about herself that have been hidden beyond the flames of the Hale fire. The notorious blonde must figure out how in the hell she is going to survive high school when her sanity is on a thin line of destruction and death. Sage Connelly must figure out how she is going to continue being Sage Connelly before the plague of dark hearts catches up to her. [Season 3A and 3B] © Copyright 2016 | vividparacosm cover by: @amberIes

COMPLETED ***UNEDITED**** Marley Windsor is a 17 year old dancer from Canada. When Emblem3 comes to her city she is granted the chance to spend the entire week with the guys. Quickly Marley and Member Keaton Stromberg start to feel a connection. This is a story of their complicated but sweet relationship between a normal FanGirl and her idol.

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

"You do realize that I'm supposed to tell you when you're throwing yourself into a dangerous situation and that doing this will probably get you killed, right?" "I don't need you to take care of me, Sage." "Says the werewolf that fell into the floor." Sage Connelly was notoriously known for the fire that killed her entire family when she was only ten years old. Granted, that name held importance for an entire year before people eventually forgot about the Connelly's and the other family involved in the fire, the Hale's. Nearly six years later, when the little girl is not so little anymore, Sage comes back with more than just a leather jacket hanging on her shoulders. She comes back with a personality distinctly different from what her old friends remembered, not only stunning Jackson Whittemore into silence but efficiently taking away Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski's ability to talk about the dead body found in the woods the night before. Even more, the bite on Scott's body that held an importance only two people in town could help him with: Sage, to her dismay, was one of them. When Derek Hale calls upon her help, giving her the title of Scott McCall's personal babysitter, she's inevitably forced to tag along with the boy's trusty side-kick. The introverted and overly, well, intimidating qualities that the blonde had lead Stiles Stilinski into an unfathomable struggle of convincing himself that Sage Connelly was just a crush, and that Lydia Martin would forever be the one holding his heart. That lasted as long as the one-way conversation the boy had with the strawberry blonde in the middle of a hospital. His downward spiral leads him directly into the arms of a stubborn, damn blonde that was confident she didn't need a boy in her life that was still tripping over an elementary school crush. [Season One & Two of Teen Wolf] IN THE SLOW PROCESS OF EDITING. SEQUEL IS NOW PUBLISHED, 'STILL' © Copyright 2016 | vividparacosm Cover: @amberIes

BOOK 2! **Must read My Paid Boyfriend before reading this!** You know the story of Jeremy and Sky. How Sky left Jeremy thinking it was better for him. Purposely holding her feelings back because she knew it's for the best. Sky believed she was done with Jeremy after the deal was over but she was terribly found wrong. It's her turn to play fake girlfriend. A phone call to Jeremy brings him home for spring break, but not alone. It's Jeremy's turn to find a fake paid girlfriend to present to his family. Sky will now find out during her week long of lies that she's not the only one with family problems and tragedies. Maybe, just maybe, they do need each other.

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper