One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

Book Four Of Milano

"Admit it Davery." Amber shouted. "I can't because it's not true." Davery yelled. Amber got up from the bed and ran over to Davery. She pushed her against the wall and put both of her hands on Davery's face. "Baby we both know that's a lie." Amber said and kissed her. The story of two different girls. Davery is the popular girl. Amber is known as the school slut. Davery is the defination of a good girl while Amber is the complete opposite. Davery wears casual clothes while Amber shows more skin. Davery is shy while Amber is outgoing and loud. They both are the complete opposites, but what happens when they both learn they share the same secret and will the secret change there lives for better or for worse?

What would you do if your best friend committed suicide? What would you do if there was no way that you could help them? All there is left, is 199 letters. The only thing they left behind for you. © 2014, Ashley (larrystyIinson), All rights reserved