{ GUISE. THIS FANFIC IS DEAD. GON NOWHERE. PLS LEAVE IT ALONE. CRI CRI } Tyler Jones is a picture perfect life sized Barbie doll, clothes, eyes, plastic and all. If only the same could be said about her personality.
I tapped my pen onto my desk with anticipation. Why did I deserve to meet One Direction? I stared at my lifeless paper. The question kept skipping through my mind like a broken record player. Why did I, Cher Marie Lovett, deserve to meet One Direction? Lots of ideas swirled my mind, but one caught my attention. Withou...
Like many typical girls, eighteen year-old Rachel Morgan falls head over heels for an out-of-reach guy, named Harry Styles, who, in her presence, tints her cheeks red, strips her of her vocabulary, and has all of the Earth's butterflies fluttering to her stomach. While her long-time best friend Niall is spilling his j...
I'm Mallory Collins. I have never been good enough, pretty enough, or skinny enough. Having my friends leave me for the older girls just made my life that much better. After finally meeting a decent friend, they decide to target her as well. Why do people have to be so mean? I am so sick of not sticking up for myself...