(Y/N) bumps into a mysterious black haired, blue eyed emo guy and that's when her life changed into a mess and romance....what will happen?

Brett Cyder, a fun, exciting, stunning girl, is in LOVE with the band Black Veil Brides. She is there biggest fan. She moved from New York, to Seattle, away from her best friend Justin Ukt.The first day of grade 12, she meets the sexy, Andy Carlton, who looks JUST like Andy from Black Veil Brides, and they both have the same name. Brett wasn't goth, but she loved emo music. Andy, on the other hand, is goth, and loves Black Veil Brides also. After a while of knowing each other, Andy soon starts to hate Brett, and wants nothing to do with her. Until they see each other at a Black Veil Brides concert, Andy soon changes his feeling for Brett...

Sixteen year old Jamie Richards is captivating about this guy that followed her home one night, after that they make a friendship but one kiss changes everything. #12 on teen #862 on emo

"You're straight. I'm straight. How the f*ck did I wake up with you under me, no clothes?" Alistair King was the strong, popular guy that always flashed his shining white pearls to get whatever he wanted. He was straight as a pole- or at least he thought. When he woke up with an aching @ss under a boy he'd only exchanged 5 words with in his entire life, Alistair's world is flipped upside down. Jonathan Miller was your average guy, mediocre grades, drab appearance, going to a few parties here and there. He was used to stuffing his goods in a wet pušsy, not in the tight ãsshole of Alistair King. What will happen? Will the world come crashing in? How are they going to keep this a secret? Are they going to keep it a secret?

Lottie Dymond and Heather Prescott are two opposing forces that clash at high school. Lottie, proper and calculating, has always controlled every aspect of her life. Until Heather, a rebellious and daring girl, appears to turn her world upside down. What begins as a game of provocations soon becomes a toxic obsession. Because what they have is not love , it's something worse. Their "I love you"s aren't written in letters, they're carved into skin. Their story is written in love scars.