Was published, but is now off the market--I'm sorry! Brianne is the opposite of her best friend, Kyla. Kyla is open-minded; Brianne is closed off, judgmental. Kyla is a hopeless romantic. Brianne? Not so much. So when Kyla shoves an apple into her face telling her to throw it across the cafeteria so she can find her future love, Brianne is anything but interested. And yet she throws the apple anyway. Who does the apple hit? Dannon Barone, the most popular boy in school. Though he's seemingly sweet and all-smiles, Brianne dislikes him. She thinks he's a fake, a fraud, someone who is just charming the crowds in order to gain popularity. But Brianne is about to learn that stereotypes are not true, and that she's been too quick to judge those around her. Brianne Nichols' life is about to change forever. And what does she have to thank for it? A bruised piece of fruit. Who would have known that a stupid apple could be right? | technically not part of the summary | Okay, so I know the prenote says to find any errors you can. Just letting you know there's no point to that anymore because I've reedited it two more times after this one (extensively so), and already sent it in to be self-published. The only reason that the prenote is still up is because a fan made an amusing slideshow and if I edit anything then the tags for the wattys will be gone and I'll no longer be entered , hahah!

Jane Trevors was the tomboy of her town. In kindergarden she was the first one to climb up to the top of the play ground structure. In sixth grade she beat up a boy who had a crush on her. After that no boy had a crush on her again, or told a soul if they did. In seventh grade she joined the boys lacrosse team. Even though her mother was very against it, she went ahead anyways. To her fathers pride she became one of the countries best lacrosse players. When her father moves her and her family across the country to the top lacrosse high school school. She finds out that her new school is a posh school with stuck up bitches and jerks. All she wants to do is play lacrosse. But what happens when her team as well as more than half of the schools boys are trying to get her attention. What if five of them want her so bad they are willing to give up anything to be with her. But dont all boys have cooties? © copyright Molly_me12 please do not copy thx :) cover made by @tamedkiss #wattys2015

"So, you're a stripper?" "Yup." Molly is struggling to stay on her feet. After her mom leaves, she's left to take care of her little brother, and since they're on the verge of being homeless, she's forced to get a job outside of McDonald's. A strip club to be specific. Between shifts where she takes off her clothes for guys, she still has to go through high school, alone, and unhappy. But when a cute, and kinda dopey, guy who knows her from both of her lives seems interested, it just adds more to her heaping plate- a little too much for her to handle. Highest ranking: #9 in teen fiction.

"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in life. Poems to make you smile, and poems to make you cry. Long poems, short poems. HIGHEST RANK: #5 in Poetry

If you ever need a reason to break up, here's 57 valid and invalid truths and lies for you to tell; told to an Arsenal player by a short girl. © propensity, 2014-2015. Cover by @footbaII.

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❝we're all sluts; we screw people's lives all the time.❞ [ no more updates, sorry ]

there should be stars for great wars like ours. there ought to be awards and plenty of champagne for the survivors. [ poetry #1 18/12/14 ]

a collection of short stories/poetry pieces based on songs or other things that inspire me to write

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