My name is Anna. I'm sixteen years old and I have cancer. But, don't worry about me. I'm perfectly fine. The people you should be worried about include my tulip obsessed mother, her mysterious lover, The Dutch Tulip Man, and my delusional hamster who thinks that running on that little wheel of his will actually get him somewhere. Welcome to my life. Special Thanks to: Augustus Waters Hazel Grace Lancaster Peter Van Houten And of course... Our beloved John Green, an amazing author who can bring characters and plots to life and who made this story possible. A/N ~~ There will be the use of one direct quote from TFIOS for AIA. Details in this story were inspired by the book. I do not claim ownership of them. All credits go to John Green. All rights reserved.

"Kids, I'm going to tell you a story. The story of How I Met Your Mother." Rankings: Humour: #915 [29.4.2014] - #488 [30.4.2014] - #402 [1.5.2014] - #288 [11.5.2014] - #283 [13.6.2014] FanFiction: #726 [30.4.2014] - #583 [1.5.2014] - #355 [11.5.2014] - #330 [13.6.2014] Cover by: @-mmxii

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

"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

"I’ve had many things stolen from me. Money, keys, credit cards, even my own heart, but none of that mattered more than stealing lies. People relied on the truth, but telling the truth to the wrong person at the wrong time results in nothing but agony. Take it from me; you’re always better off with a pocket full of lies. The day after I saw a kid getting slaughtered when a bus hijacked by teen hooligans drove through him, Alison had leaned in and whispered with a breathy laugh, “No plastic surgery could cover that.” I had smiled." The A team has never played it nice. From the messages to the Liars and the torturous events of Alison's death it has always been Live or Die. Kill or Be Killed. There is you, there is me and then there is Alice Fiend. Only I wish it was that simple. It takes half a heart to pull the trigger once and none to go all the way. It takes two seconds for hate, but one for murder. So what happens when Alice Fiend decides to give A a spoon full of her own medicine? How well does Alice know the game? When you have it you have it and Alice always does. Unless, of course, her former lover seems to take interest in her every move. Gabriel Holbrook, you better stay away. There is a new bitch in town, here to ruin everyone in her way. B is for Beautiful, B is for Boy, B Is For How She Ended Up As A Toy. B is for Bitter, B is for Believe Me, B Is For How She Begged and Plead. B is for Better, B is for Bitch, B is for how Alison ended up in a Ditch. B is for The B Team. Form the B Team, Alice. But can you win? BOOK TRAILER: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mPew-BECC8c *CONTAINS: ROMANCE, ACTION, ADVENTURE AND REVENGE* Disclaimer: Contains subtle course language, abuse references and a whole lot of attractive humans of the male gender.