After an amusing banter at the library with a mysterious guy, Savannah hopes that it's the last she'll see of the bickering boy. Come to find out, he's a new student at her school who just so happens to be a junior, much like Savannah. He feels the need to stick around her even though she is the target for childish rumors, gave him the wrong number purposely, has all the comebacks for his pickup lines, tried to run him over with her car, constantly embarrasses him, and repeatedly tells him to 'get lost' or 'shove off.' During their many adventures, not only do they get into many bad situations but they make a few enemies along the way. Will his determination to befriend this stubborn girl spark a friendship between the two or a special kind of hatred? <><><> WARNING: I wrote this story when I was fetus- even more fetus than I am now. I was thirteen and I finished it two or three weeks after I turned 14. That means that this story has grammatical errors. So please, read at your own risk. --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ON APP.

They met in December.

Serena Davidson leads two lives. At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

❝ à abattre les murs pour l'amour ❞ What happens when you fall in love with someone you can't understand- literally? Evelyn moves to Montréal having barely passed high school Latin. She expects English class to be a breeze at her French-speaking university, until she is assigned Honoré as a partner. She can't even pronounce his name, and pigs will fly when he remembers the proper conjugation of 'to be'. disclaimer: I've been to Montreal once and I don't speak much French so be patient with me.

He easily shook me off his face harding. "You'll be fine without me Emma your strong" "Please your all I have left" I sobbed. He looked up at me and kissed my cheek hugging me tightly. "Goodbye Emma" Then he was zipping his bags and walking out the door and my life.I fell to the ground and cried. When Emma was 13 her brother luke leaves her to fend for herself. It was his 18 birthday. The day he shifted for the frist time and it was the last time she saw him. Now almost 18 herself Emma's on her own getting money fast as she can to pay the bills. One night on the job she finds herself staring into her brothers eyes. Soon she relizes why her brother left her so quickly never to look back.

Update: This story has been discontinued. - I am terribly sorry. Your mother lied to you. She told you that you were unique, and that as a teenager you have a whole bunch of options you can choose from to determine who you want to be. She must have been high. Look, I'm going to tell you this honestly. Somewhere out there in this floating sphere of green and blue, there's a person who acts just like you. It's the combinations of different personalities - which eventually lead up to an actual human being - that makes us all unique. But it can't hurt to find out where your personality stems from, right? Wanna know who you are? I'll help you out. There are 36 students in my classroom. Which one are you?

for as long as anna can remember, every song she has listened to has been overlaid with the voice of boy next door, tobias. in the car, if katy perry was singing firework, toby was too. if the fray was blasting from anna's headphones, she could see toby mouthing the words. but when toby disappears one day without a trace, anna is left with a box of tapes and an empty passenger side. at first, anna is hesitant to listen to the tapes, worried that what they contain would shatter everything she knew. but, at the same time, she misses his voice. she just wishes that she could hear it in person.

❝We were both just two messed up kids with pasts and the power to move forward.❞ Eric Wilson. He was gorgeous. He was the quarterback. He was smart. He was perfect. He was an addict. He didn’t want to be that person anymore, though, so when he moved across the country for college, he stopped...well, tried to. All Eric wanted to do was go to school and recover from heartbreaks that happened in high school. And then, like in most stories, he met a girl…

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