Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Rights and responsibilities is the 2014 theme of National History Day Contest, a broad topic. And I chose to write a just as broad topic of human rights. What are human rights? Is it to prove we're human? Prove that we're humans are right? Or to tell us apart from aliens? Though, now that I think of it, all extraterrestrial beings should have rights as well, but let's just have the Men in Black deal with that- But before getting off of topic, let's focus back on this. As you read about this, think about these questions (not the alien one, unless you want to). Think about what it takes to not only be human, to act like one too. And after you read this, think to yourself. Do you have the right to be human? This essay won first place for the 2014 National History Day essay contest in California.

Death is perfect. He speaks every language, he can do anything you can do; play an instrument, draw paint, skateboard, write ect. ten times better then you can, and looks like a god in the face of a normal human, and the only way to escape the certain fate brought on by meeting him is to be better then him in any area of your choice, and to win a competition against him, Zaida Garnet is a child prodigy. She's been playing violin since she was a child, she spends more time practicing then she does sleeping, has been first chair at all state four years in a row, and has a most impressive track record on top of that. Her dream is to go to Julliard, and some day become a famous classical musician, a household name, like Bach, and Beethoven, however she can't do that from the grave, so her only option to make that dream come true-and to save her life- is to beat death at his own game.

When Vienna dreamed of her future as an artist, she didn’t imagine being the starving kind but life hasn’t quite turned out as she envisaged it. Stuck in a dead-end job and living with her sworn-enemy-turned-best-friend isn’t where she thought she’d be at 23: adulthood isn’t turning out quite as she planned. It doesn’t help that she has her mother breathing down her neck, forcing her to jump through life’s hoops. When a serendipitous meeting comes her way, she has a choice to make and a risk to take: she can play it safe and keep painting by numbers or she can begin a new canvas and risk losing everything to find the joy her life is sorely missing. The natural reaction is to do what any struggling artist would: Vienna quits her job, the only safety net she has, to pursue her dream.

They were never supposed to fall in love. In fact, they were probably never even supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it brings you someone who unexpectedly turns your world upside down. For Ella, it all began on the last day of summer, in a small bakery on the edge of town. With three teenage boys, a plastic knife and a rocketship birthday cake. lol I'm not dead guys

"Watch where you’re going nerd!" Someone said knocking me down, while sending my books flying. I let out a sigh as I crouched down, collecting my books from the floor. Once I got up I saw the person who called me nerd a few seconds ago was standing in front of me wearing a smug expression. "What's wrong nerd? Cat got your tongue?" I looked around the hallway, noticing that we’ve drawn a crowd. "What are you mute?" I rolled my eyes as I began to walk away, only to be pulled back and slammed against the lockers. I heard a few gasps coming from our audience. He seemed like a jerk, and judging by what he had just done, I was right. However, he was extremely good looking I had to give him that, with dark brown hair seemed sticking out in all directions and dark brown eyes. "Listen nerd, I don't know who you think you are but no one walks away from me when I talk to them. Got it?" He hissed at me. I let out a chuckle. This guy was unbelievable. "You don't own me, so I suggest you let go of me before I do something that you will regret." I said in a bored tone. His brown eyes narrowed at me, as he let out what seems to be a forced out laugh. "Oh, so the nerd does talk." I heard a few people snickering as he let go of my arm. "I am going to let you go, nerd. But, trust me this isn't over." He whispered into my ear. * Alice "Ali" Montclair has a secret she's the daughter of the man who runs the country- The President. When her father dropped the news that he was going to run for president seven years ago. Alice was happy for her dad up until her whole life gets turned upside down. Fast forward seven years, Alice finally gets the chance to go to back to school and it wasn't any regular school it was high school. When she angers the schools bad boy, her life gets even more complicated. She starts to struggle with school, friends and above all being The President's Daughter. Cover Credits: @heysaleena Trailer Credits: @itsjustmejessica14

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\

This story is about a girl name Kristin and her best friend. There is a new guy in the neighborhood named Nick that flirts with Kristin's friend Rebecca. There are fights, relationships, drama, action, and lots more. There is a lot more that happens. Read the book to find out what happens next in....Not My Love!

"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry!" My face burned from the embarrassment of tripping over flat ground, and falling on top of a complete stranger, smashing my lips against his in the process. "No problem at all. It was the best kiss I've ever had," He smiled back at me, his beautiful eyes crinkling kindly. * * * Eighteen-year-old Sawyer Adams is too tall, lanky and awkward - the reason why she never gets asked out by boys her age and can't seem to fit in. That is, until she fell over and kissed a stranger in Barnes and Noble.

Highest Rank: ||Mystery/Thriller #1|| ||Action #3|| We don't have a written manual on how to survive being a teenage girl and an agent for a secret government organization but there are definitely a few unmentioned rules that we spy girls go by: -You can never trust anyone, especially not hot boys, whether you're on a mission or not. -Your cover is your best weapon, so don't blow it. -Always buy the shoes... you may never know if you'll get a second chance. -Most importantly don't get attached to the subject. Especially if said subject is cute, because when in Rome...not all is as it seems. I mean you wouldn't guess a group of American girls were actually spies working for a secret agency right? After all, we're Just Tourists ••BOOK 2 IN THE JUST UNDERCOVER TRILOGY•• *cover by @THEICEWOLVES