Rosie Alder-Pembrook isn’t planning on letting her ultra-feminist club get shut down due to the senior class council’s budget cutbacks (and to be honest, it’s kind of killing her senior year buzz). But when it seems that the only way to revive it is to strike a deal with the semi-sexist/mostly ignorant Class Council president, Peter Bevan, to help him fix what he broke with ex-girlfriend/real life Barbie doll, Ella Hall, she’s made to wonder if it’s quite worth selling her soul over. And so, alongside her best friend, (who she’s sure wasn’t always this hot) a group of angry teenage feminists, and the outlandishly willing drama department, Rosie embarks on a mission to reclaim her beloved club – at whatever the cost.

Every story needs a catalyst. For Wren Jamison, it was Walter Quinn. * * * * * Catalyst. Science will tell you it's a substance that speeds up change. So I looked forward to the day I would stop being a sleeping in, semi-seriously homeschooled, number one Dave Franco fan girl. But I never thought that day would come so soon, so quickly – and I never figured that Italian sports cars, designer clothes and an army of girls ready to claw my eyes out would come with it. And what exactly did I need to do to turn from a completely nutty nobody to the kind of person everyone kept their eye on? Simple. Just Add Walter. Copyright © 2014 CrayonChomper

❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞

❝ my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations. but you, hazel grace, you’re a supernova. ❞ // based on john green’s “the fault in our stars”

One day, Morgana decides to pick up a pen and write a series of letters addressed to those she loves and hates. In these letters, she reveals her deepest fears and darkest secrets, in these letters she tells of the only boy she's ever loved and in these letters she realises that nothing is ever as it seems, and after these letters, nothing will ever be the same again. (used to be named Thirty Letters) (Inspired by the 30 Day Letter Challenge)

❝she's finding herself through unintentional and nonsensical inscriptions of so-called poetry.❞ <used to be "my thoughts in papers.> {copyright: dana r.} ©

"What's your name, again? Rowell Forest Hill something, right? But wait, I don't really care. Not really. Just try not to keep on forgetting that I have wrists and can twist them to turn a door knob. Just, stop." Robert Hills is a gentleman and everyone in town knows that. Everyone. But when he decides to show off his gentle-manly behavior to the new girl in his workplace, his habits are put to trial in ways that leaves everyone in the town astounded (especially the old women who are used to Lovely Robert holding their hand while crossing the road). Andsobut, Robert decides to show this overly-witty girl that his so-called gentlemanly habits are far better than her nasty customs (i.e. nail-biting, thumb-finger-sucking, swearing-every-minute-of-every-day, etc.). And he does show her. But it's not like the girl isn't a Major at streaming buckets of malevolent terms from her mouth every time he even attempts to hold a door open for her. A story of one gentleman, one infuriatingly sarcastic girl, and his puny attempts to show her that not all gentlemen are jerks in disguise.

❝The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning of the final loneliness.❞ ~Edward Gibbons ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ Lily Thompson fled the earth by taking her own life, it was misfortunate yes, but no one knew why. She had amazing parents, friends and well, everything any other girl would've wanted. So why would she? She left behind a book which holds the answer to that question. Collection of depressive yet mind blowing poetry ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼ © 2014 by AutotunedBird All rights reserved.

Norah Appleton has a rather odd problem. She can’t seem to sit down and study for her life, and it’s not even like she has the slightest signs of ADHD or dyslexia. She just cannot study. When she looks at the words dully carved into her physics book, all her mind can wonder about are tales of Greek gods which, from her perspective, are ‘hella cooler’. Emmet Lieber, for the first time in his seventeen year old dry life, has made a new friend — a new friend who can’t even register the beautiful words of education. And if the so-called new friend isn’t even a B grade student, then it’s a definite ‘no no’ from Emmet’s overly uncompromising parents. A story of one boy, one girl and loads and loads of undisclosed words scribbled on educational books as one of them tries to school the stupider just for the sake of keeping his foremost friendship — and maybe, just maybe, a few undisbursed kisses that has nothing to with The Laws of Refraction.

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]