everyone has a happy relationship until, rumors spread like wildfire

Maya has always been a slave to her step mother ever since her father died. it had been a big impact on her and having to serve her mom isn't really helping. Maya's mother, her step brother, her step sister has been talking about a ball coming out and Maya definitely wants to tag along...

** WINNER OF "BEST MARKLE ONE-SHOT IN THE GMW CHOICE AWARDS 2016 ** He found himself staring up at the blank white ceiling of his dorm room wondering what went wrong. He remembered the party, the days they spent together that quickly turned to nights, and lastly that night where the sky seemed to have an eerie lilac tint to it and thunder rumbled as she got into a taxi cab and left the park...and him. Loosely based on Halsey's song "Colors".

"Space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid too get too close." -"or someone who doesn't know how too" <Zayadora> cover creds;; @shippingrucas

Rowan is a well known beauty guru that almost every teenage girl knows about. Sabrina well ... she's just a fan that watches Rowan. Sabrina one day notices that Rowan is having a contest to meet her and it just has to be the first comment. Now that Sabrina has won she finally could meet the girl of her dreams Rowan Blanchard.

Maya Hart is confused. When her parents died, they left her nothing. Except four words. 'Don't Look Behind You' And she never did. Until she met Lucas Friar. (rewriting!) (mild cursing)

maya hart is the only daughter of the king and queen who constantly push her to find her soulmate. maya thinks it's stupid until she meets someone again that she knew from years ago.

She tried to keep her ground unbroken. Maya was 14, she was short, had long blonde hair, and blue eyes. She was a rebel, but inside she was broken, and had a soft side. Riley was 13, she was tall, had long brown hair, and hazel eyes. She is quirky, but underneath that giggle, she is insecure. If her friends don't say something, she believes she don't have it. Farkle was 13, he was short, and had floppy dirty blonde hair, and hazel eyes. He is smart, but really, he feels like a nerd. He feels he is too. Lucas is 15, he is tall, has brown hair, green eyes. He is perfect, but behind the eyes and hair, he has trouble leaving his past behind him. He is always dwelling on the past. Together, they open there flaws, and are there for each other, to hold hands and lead the way. Each beautiful eye opening step... At a time. (This is a LUCAYA and FILEY, NOT a RUCAS or a FAYA. This is a LUCAYA and FILEY! Repeat LUCAYA and FILEY.) Copyright 2015

Maya Hart. Good Girl. Farkle Minkus. Bad Boy. - "You're a good girl, huh?" He says with a smirk and mischief in his eyes. I leaned against the lockers, "So I've heard." "Okay then, Ms. Good Girl." He runs his hand through his hair before continuing. "Let's play a game." I furrowed my eyebrows, "What game?" "Let's sweet talk. Let's play fights. Let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day. Let's take walks together. Let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each other's friends. Let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night long. Let's hold hands. Let's kiss and hug." I raised my eyebrow, "Then what?" He smirks, "Whoever falls in love first...loses." He stick out his hand for me to shake. I look at his hand. "Deal?" I grab it and we chake hands. "Deal." - A story about a rich, hot player and a broken, sweet good girl who starts a game of love. They're going to do everything couples do and whoever falls in love first, loses. But what exactly happens when you play a game with love? Does the arrow you shoot hit the one you aimed for...or does it backfire? {GMW fanfiction}