"Agent 864, I want you to hurt her, not physically, but mentally. Make her as weak as a napkin, exhaust her until she breaks as if she is being thrown against a wall like a glass vase. Suck out every single emotion she has and then bring her here - totally empty. I want you to destroy her." ~*~ There is something hidden inside the walls of Holmes Chapel, something - or someone - powerful without knowing it. Many seek for it, doing things for it the daylight could not even handle and with finally having found out who holds the secret hidden deep under her skin, Agent 864 gets the mission to rip it out of Olivia's body, but uses a very unique way to succeed. {Themes; psychological thriller, romance, mature, & science fiction.} Highest position in ranking: Mysterie / Thriller #1 / Sciencefiction #1

I am Logan Bradenton. Like most adolescents, I am going through one of the worst phases of life. I am an outcast, and I am also a bit depressed if I could even call it that. The angst and insecurity, along with the problems that keep piling up like a stack of cards are beginning to get to me. A bit more and I might snap. That terrifies me. There are times I long for that easy way out, times when I think about the many ways I can escape this miserable excuse of a life. Most of the time the pain is too excruciating, and I can barely hang on. It is exhausting to keep trying. I don't think I have the strength to keep fighting. I think I may even be, for the slightest bit, suicidal. It is only a matter of patching up before I am inflicted with serious damage. (Not final description thing crap ^ still working on it) Started writing: April 2013

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