What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

Jack is the funny, smart, attractive, "Mr. Popular" of Baltimore High. Alex is the bad boy, exchange student, sent here by his parents to "straighten-up his act". What happens when their paths are forced to cross? - Completed: 27-April-14 - *Sequel out now - A Love Like War*

Jack loves his life. He has friends, a great family, and a great life in general. But what will happen when he is out one day on a cold winter evening and finds Alex, the loner kid at school who is constantly picked on, standing over the railings of a bridge? (Sadly, I don't own All Time Low)

If it wasn't for one faulty clasp, Jack Barakat and Alex Gaskarth would have been nothing more than another one night stand to each other. If Jack hadn't been rushing to college, they never would have met properly in the daylight. If Alex hadn’t had to get to work early, they never would have fallen for one another. If the pendant hadn’t caught the light, they never would have torn each other apart. But on that day, late January, that seemingly insignificant piece of metal did break. Jack was late. Alex was forced to be early. The sun shone at the right angle. And that made all the difference.

Alex is a troublemaker, yet he doesn't want to be. It's just that when people get too close, or too personal for his comfort, he snaps. Events of his past have left him afraid of almost any physical contact, and other people in general. He's trying to mend his broken life, and is offered a fresh start after being expelled from his last school. Jack, on the other hand, is depressed. He feels worthless, like a waste of life and space, and has just about the lowest self-esteem possible. He's searching for the affection and comfort he so desperately needs. The meet at a bus stop one day, but are torn apart when Alex has to suddenly run off, without even giving the boys a chance to exchange names. Half a year later, the pair is reunited, when Jack is assigned to be Alex's tour guide on his first day at Dulaney High. Their feelings for one another quickly grow, though they're confused about where, exactly, the relationship is headed. Can the two boys help each other? Are they enough?

"Well fuck you too, Paul!" I yelled as my Mom's boyfriend stormed back down the stairs. Boarding school? Fucking boarding school? What the hell are they thinking? Everyone knows that those shitholes are just full of dickhead guys and slutty girls. Well, I'll show them. Anything's better than staying with Mom and that asshole. Jack was pissed off with his family. They had sent him to boarding school and he WAS NOT happy about it. But when Jack meets Alex, who may be an even bigger ass than his horrible step dad, will his luck change? Trailer for this fic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sc0_6dVX5G8

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One minute - that's all it takes for me to fall in love with the dusty blonde haired stranger and for Alex to be certain with the identity of his next victim - me. And there I was; drugged, tied to a mattress, raped, attacked and yet I felt guilty. It was my fault Alex was like this. I wasn't complying. I'd messed up his life and I need to feel sorry for him; he knows what's right and that's that I deserve this. I deserve this all.