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?

Callie, or cal as she likes to be called, is the bastard born daughter of Hershel-another title she likes to give herself. During Hershel's drinking days, he made a big mistake-he got a woman pregnant. Being the scared and delusional farmer he was back then, he ran away and went home hoping he could forget the situation forever. Callie showed up with a sheriff at his door a few years later and Hershel was forced to care for her but the relationship is not that of his other two daughters, Maggie and Beth. Now, as the world is turning to shit and so is Cal, it's up to a certain redneck to save her. The only problem, that redneck needs to be saved himself-and he doesn't want to be saved.

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

{Compleated} He gets all the girls. She gets no guys. He loves to party. She's never been to a party. He drinks. She drinks water. It seems like they have nothing in common but they do. A lot more then they think.