When normal people look at me, they turn to whisper to their friends. I hear what they say. They say, “Wow. Look at that girl's eyes! She’s not actually that pretty though, I guess. Her clothes look expensive. Her parents must be wealthy folk. What a snob.” I get used to that though. When my classmates at school look at me, they tend gossip among themselves. They talk about me, and they whisper, “That’s Clara Stends. She’s the one that best friends with Anna DeMancini. Yes, DeMancini as in the Royal DeMancini Corp. She also has this thing with Anna’s older brother, Eric. Yes, Eric, the hot one. I've heard she’s had a crush on him since she moved here like ten years ago. I don’t know why he likes her. She’s so ugly. She's probably just using him for his money.” It used to hurt, but not anymore. I get used to it. When teenage girls look at me, they scream. I have no problem figuring out what they say. They tell me, “You are so pretty! I wish I was you! Can I get a picture with you? Can I have an autograph? You are my idol. How’s Niall’s doing?” Sometimes, I get mobbed by them. Am I famous? No, I’m not famous. My best friend is though. He’s in a boy band. I get used to this too. That’s not all there is to me. They don’t see my scars. They don’t see my memories. They don’t see my dreams. They don’t see my real life. If they did, they would run away and never look at me or think of me ever again. My life is an intricate spider web. It’s tangled and frayed. It’s ripped up and only hanging on by one single strand. **Read it on Tumblr at mtwmte.tumblr.com ***Cover by @_prettyreckless

{completed} ✓ - For Darcy Williams her little sister is everything, and she will always be first. Always. No matter what, no matter who. Her own wishes and desires are in second place, even if it means to say no to Liam Payne because that would break her sweet little sister’s heart. “I’ll never hurt you.” That promise never was so hard to keep since a pop sensation appeared in her life and made her start to think of herself for a change. Maybe she will put herself first this time, maybe she will let herself fall in love… Maybe.

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

**WILL SOON BE UNDERGOING EXTREME EDITING** *SECOND BOOK IN THE “BROKEN” TRILOGY* Haunted by the demons of her past, Ariella tries to fix herself. Moving on seems like the only solution to forgetting her past. However, when someone seeks to pull Ariella back in to the life she’s tried so hard to escape, it is hard for her to be strong. Events threaten the bond between Ariella and Niall. They are forced to test the limits of their relationship. Through all of this the two of them never stop fighting. Separation forces the two desperate adults to adapt to change. A journey with endless obstacles compels Ariella to question who she really is. Maybe that question is the one that needs to be answered. After all, in order to fix yourself you must first find yourself.

Nova wrote letters to him everyday, but never sent them. She noticed him before he was famous. She was in love with him before millions of other girls around the world. He never gave her more than just a glance in the hallways at school. Why would he anyways? She was practically invisible. She followed him on his journey all the way from XFactor or probably even before that. She did know him since preschool after all. She's so proud of him, but wants to see him again and find out what it would be like to call Niall Horan, "mine." She's determined to get the love story she's always wanted. After all a celebrity's gotta take a break, right? Will there be second chance at love for them? Copyright © _styleroids. All Rights Reserved.