*** I don't let anyone copy or translate my books so don't even ask me i have all rights reserved**** You are never alone. Someone is always looking out for you. Not all demons are bad. **if you ever feel alone and like you're going to hurt yourself, do not hesitate to ever talk to someone. there will always be someone there for you no matter what. if you think you will try to commit or if you need help please call the suicide prevention hotline suicide, 1-800-273-8255. suicide takes the lives of over 30,000 people each year. to learn more about suicide awareness you can visit save.org or afsp.org and please remember, it may get worse but in the end, no matter what, it will always get better. i promise. i care about you and i love you!!**

This story is currently being rewritten from the ground up as the author has improved tremendously in their writing. It will also be finally completed during this time period. Welcome to Johnson High, home of the jackrabbits. Most people deny anything that has to do with segregation of students, but here we own up to it. Every person has a cliché, stereotypical group that they belong to. One particular group is much different. All it's members are more diverse than anyone could imagine. From stoners to beauty queens, this group has them all, and when a boy joins the group as a complete outcast he learns more than he bargained for. On the far side of the quad during lunch are two vending machines, each with their own offerings. Two very different groups have set up camp on each side. The popular jocks and our favourite clique of all of things special. What happens when a single coin ventures onto the other side? What will come of the boy who dropped it and the football player who just so happened to pick it up? Cover credit: ThatMagicalBich

A tale about a boy named Mac who is struggling to keep his true self a secret so that no one will fear Mac. Then one day a new student is in his class who is he? Is he dangerous to the Mac? What will happen? Will Mac's lust for love take over his senses? Read to find out!

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.

Blah.... Please just read it. It's really good.