Thalia Pickett was a mediocre girl. She went to Ketterman High, an average school. She had divorced parents, with her despicable mother living out of the state and her flaky father living with her: a normal scenario. She had an ideal friendship with her best friend, Janie Turybury. She lived a completely typical life--that is, until the new kid showed up. "Class, this is Ashton Irwin, our new student! There seems to be two empty seats right by Thalia, why don't you sit there?" Mrs. Gosford announced. The boy at the front of the class with tattoo sleeves that evidently disgusted the teacher stalked forward slightly, close enough to me now so I could see that he had vertical labret piercings and dolphin bites, forming the shape of an anchor on his bottom lip. He had a strangely thick ring of what looked like kohl around his gorgeous hazel eyes, and his light, curly hair was sheltering under a grey hood that was attached to a denim vest. Before he decided to sit down at the desk next to mine, he whispered in my ear, "Hey there, Delilah." Copyright © 2014 Dahlia_Piercings. I do not own the characters or many of the places mentioned in this book. Everything else was made up by me.

cryp·tic [krip-tik]: secret; obscure in meaning With twenty six letters, she composed words that placed the fragility of her life into the hands of someone else. With those same twenty six letters, he formed pleas for her to stay. (#151 in Fanfiction) © 2013 by isohlate. || All rights reserved.

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels

caution: just letting you know, I wrote this years ago, so some things may not add up. I won't change them because most of you understand what I'm trying to say. please ignore any spelling/grammatical errors. enjoy reading! 'listen here red, we're gonna send each other a selfie a day, with a caption.' 'i don't know you.' 'yeah, i don't know you either, but that's how we'll get to know each other.' 'why me?' 'you seem interesting.' 'promise you're not weird?' 'promise. i'm the guy with the black hair and squishy face.' 'alright, i'll do it.' 'great. selfies start tomorrow. rules are: we can't know each others names or where each other live. can't wait to get started. (;'

Calum believes that he's got everything a guy could ever wish for: popularity, a band with his best friends, and pretty girls in his high school swooning over him. He always thinks that whatever Calum wants, Calum gets. But of course, nothing stays the same. It all started when a girl named Kristen bumped and crashed into his life and asked him to pretend as her boyfriend for a month. Calum knew it would be nothing but a stupid deal until that stupid little thing started changing every single thing about what he always believes in. He woke up one day realizing three things. One, not everything he believed in is always true. Two, he knew something in his life was missing. And lastly... He's sure as hell that he's not pretending anymore. * Published: September 2013 Completed: March 2014 Status: Major Editing

in which a boy and a girl meet in the hospital, where they feel farthest from home. but they soon find home in each other.

"long story short, i hated calum hood." (cover by elle)

Camber has been bullied by Calum Hood for too long, when something unexpected happens, Camber wants to get away, after years and years of bing bullied she can't risk it anymore. 3 years later Calum finds her, but he's different. Is he the Calum she use to know, or has he changed?

"Calum, why is everyone in this town so afraid of you?" [this isn't scary i promise]

"Hopefully being roommates will settle your arguments."