｢ chaos is an angel who fell in love with a demon ｣ - christopher poindexter in which ashton is a cold blooded murderer and reckless criminal in a gang, and luke is an innocent and compassionate boy who can't help but fall in love

Welcome to New Stone High School. Where your clique is your definition. Luke Hemmings is the schools biggest nerd, in all upper class men classes, a high GPA and enough credits to graduate. Always reading or solving away math problems. Experimenting, the only non-nerdy thing he does is strum notes on his guitar. Michael Clifford is the schools most popular kid, the kid everyone wants to be. His parents give him everything, he can get whoever he wants, do whatever he wants, he is on top. And there was no going outside your clique. Until "top-dog" takes a little detour. © Copyright 2015 ChangeFate

❝Practice makes perfect❞

For Michael, you didn't really live in the real world. You were more of a "stare at a screen and feel happier than ever," kind of person. And for Luke, you were more of the "lets stick back and watch the jocks pick on the geeky kids." And he was straight to the top for doing so. But after meeting Michael, something in both of them changed. © Copyright 2015 ChangeFate

so·cial net·work / noun / a network of social interactions and personal relationships. 2014 all rights reserved © -ymas-

So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along. WARNING: Smut Cover: _Jikko Other pairing(s): Cashton (minor) Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

"Don't get close.." "Mic-" "No! I'm a emo and a freak!" "...who I love." Michael just a regular teenager at Roster High. Ha, not. He's not the best one you may want to hang with it. Emo, freak, weirdo, gay. Well yeah words hurt but what if they came from some else? Would it even matter if it's true love right?

"Kiss me, you loser," "No problem my red headed punk rocker," A series of letters between Luke Hemmings and Michael Clifford; two Australian idiots brought together via English project. Trigger warning: Self harm Cover by undertoness

In which Luke writes to his dead boyfriend. 2015 all rights reserved © -ymas-

Luke is infatuated with the boy with locker number 2537.