In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.

Jane Trevors was the tomboy of her town. In kindergarden she was the first one to climb up to the top of the play ground structure. In sixth grade she beat up a boy who had a crush on her. After that no boy had a crush on her again, or told a soul if they did. In seventh grade she joined the boys lacrosse team. Even though her mother was very against it, she went ahead anyways. To her fathers pride she became one of the countries best lacrosse players. When her father moves her and her family across the country to the top lacrosse high school school. She finds out that her new school is a posh school with stuck up bitches and jerks. All she wants to do is play lacrosse. But what happens when her team as well as more than half of the schools boys are trying to get her attention. What if five of them want her so bad they are willing to give up anything to be with her. But dont all boys have cooties? © copyright Molly_me12 please do not copy thx :) cover made by @tamedkiss #wattys2015

Warning: there are a couple of scenes / chapters that I don't like the way I wrote them in this story, so I will be editing them as soon as I can. Thank you and I hope you enjoy reading my book. He looked at me, smirking evilly and I instantly knew that I won't like what he's going to say. "You've a job interview in two hours, right?" He asked waiting for my reply. I nodded looking at him suspiciously causing his smirk to grow wider. "Elena Ross, I dare you to ruin that interview and walk out the company leaving the one who met you, pissed off" "Oh c'mon, you know mom would kill me if she knew about that, this is the third job I lose this month" "Is that your way of saying No? 'Cause people would love to know that Elena Ross, The Queen of Dares, refused to do one of the simple ones" "Fine," I huffed glaring at him, "What do you want me to do?" ***************** Elena Ross, 23 years old. Life to her is just a game, she never took anything seriously so what happens when a simple dare turn her life upside down leaving her with the most dangerous man in the world, Leo Valdimare, The King of Mafia

(CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE) Taylor Grace lives with crazy step-mother and sisters in her Beverley Hills mansion while her father is deployed overseas in the army. With a crazy best friend and an amazing headmistress and the promise that her dad will be home in less than a year, Taylor is perfectly content with her life, despite her slightly dysfunctional family. Due to a gold digger step mother and two air heads step sisters as 'family' Taylor finds herself thrown into a world of cameras, people and girls just like her step sisters. She has the chance to win Noah James' heart. One of her biggest inspirations since the very beginning. (Oh and gain a better reputation for her school, no thanks at all to her stupid step sisters) Noah James, is a mysterious, brooding 'bad boy'. (Again, come on media, can you become any more stereotypical?!) Noah James is someone so much more dangerous, yet powerful and unattainable than any old singer and actor. Yet there is so much more to someone's life than what is seen on the screens.