Meredith's mom is sick. No, not in the cold-curable-by-meds way, nor in the impending-cancerous-doom way. Meredith's mother is psychologically sick and refuses to seek help. Consequently Meredith has taken on the role of the peacekeeper and her little brother's caretaker. At the mere age of 17, she has assumed the role of the level-headed adult in her crazy single mother's household. Battling with her mother's illness her entire life, Meredith has always felt more mature than her years. Her few school friends are superficial relationships at best; and she's been working at a one-hour photo development shop since she was 16. Meredith feels like she is caught in limbo, stuck not fitting into the teenage world where she belongs and the adult world in which she must survive. As her home life continues to worsen, Meredith finds comfort in the unsuspected happiness of a stranger's photography. When she finally meets this stranger, will she be surprised to find he's no stranger at all? This is Meredith's story.

What do you do when you get stuck in a Taxi with the guy who made your high school life a living hell? What are the chances that the day this happens is Valentine’s Day?

A young boy begins to question the values and beliefs of the society he lives in with devastating consequences. [Written in 2008][#1 in Science Fiction - 07/01/12].

Death. It’s such a simple word. But sometimes it hits you. Realization strikes. Realization that death is inevitable. It can’t be solved, fixed, or prevented. Death is uncontrollable. Sometimes the realization that death happens and it changes thing. Some people, people that can’t cope with death, believe that the dead will come back. That they’ll walk the same streets again. That they’ll reunite and chat again. People take everything for granted. That is, until it’s snatched away. November Sills was your typical teenage girl. At least on the outside. But only two people knew the truth about her. About her death. About the things leading up to her death. Jake and Josh. But they’ll never tell. They can’t. They had to pretend. Pretend that they knew only what the newspapers said. Pretend that they weren’t what they were. Pretend they weren’t involved with her death. Pretend they were normal.

Jordin is the new girl...again. She's shy, quiet, and completely oblivious to her good looks. When she's thrown into the dance team and shows off her talent, she's suddenly popular. But Jordin doesn't want popularity. She wants to be by herself, because when you're by yourself, you can't get hurt, right? But when she meets Scott, the football star of the school, who seems to have a crush on her, will she come out of her shell? Will Jordin drop her walls and show Scott that there's a different girl under the shy and quiet girl on the outside?

365 days of writing. Does that sound ambitious? Maybe a little, but I'm willing to give it a shot. I started off thinking I could do this in one year, but that was just a sweet dream. In reality, I write as often as I can, if my life allows it. This may take years, but I promise that it will be finished. This is 365 days of me. Elsa and Katrina, this is for you ;)

Natalie Ashton is a friendly, ordinary 17 year old girl living in London England. After the death of her mother when she was younger, her father had the tough job of raising her all by himself, and decided to send her to boarding school so she could get proper care and a good education. When the nearby Boys boarding school suddenly has to be closed down due to construction failures, the two schools are merged together.This in turn means that the girls are forced to spend time, eat, and live with the boys for a whole year; Not that much of a problem; But when gorgeous player and bad boy Jacob comes into the picture... it\'s a whole other story. Will Natalie be able to control her feelings in order to survive the year? *Previously "Do You Really Like Me?" and "Boarding School Bother"*

Valerie has finally agreed to accompany Darren home for a trial visit. Unhappy fairy godmothers and scheming princesses are bad enough, but whoever had her attacked isn't finished just yet. For Valerie, there is no such thing as happily ever after

Darren dropped the note addressed to the "Prince Charming wannabe" and announced "Well then Cinderella, I propose a game. If I win, you must come away with me. If you win, I leave and never return. The game itself is this: I have to find you."