CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

Peyton was a normal 16 year old girl, until her parents decide they don't want her anymore. I know what your thinking, why would they have a child and decide they don't want her anymore, well it's more then just that. Peyton's parents have been keeping a sercet from her ever since she was young and it's about time she finds out. Even if it's her parents that don't tell her. She winds up at a orphanage facing her new found secret, but she's not alone because she ends up finding the guy that she's only imagined or read about in books, a couple of rooms down from hers facing the exact same Worst-Case Scenario.

"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz

As I got closer I could hear them. Sirens blasting from every direction. My hands started sweating, a sickening feeling in my stomach. It was like I knew before I saw it. Smoke up ahead, now I could hardly breathe. I didn't want it to be true. Police were standing around the scene. Two cars smashed into bits, blood everywhere. I was trying to read the license plate but my eyes wouldn't allow me to. I already knew. I could recognize his navy blue truck anywhere. I was there when he got it. "No."