"Watch where you’re going nerd!" Someone said knocking me down, while sending my books flying. I let out a sigh as I crouched down, collecting my books from the floor. Once I got up I saw the person who called me nerd a few seconds ago was standing in front of me wearing a smug expression. "What's wrong nerd? Cat got your tongue?" I looked around the hallway, noticing that we’ve drawn a crowd. "What are you mute?" I rolled my eyes as I began to walk away, only to be pulled back and slammed against the lockers. I heard a few gasps coming from our audience. He seemed like a jerk, and judging by what he had just done, I was right. However, he was extremely good looking I had to give him that, with dark brown hair seemed sticking out in all directions and dark brown eyes. "Listen nerd, I don't know who you think you are but no one walks away from me when I talk to them. Got it?" He hissed at me. I let out a chuckle. This guy was unbelievable. "You don't own me, so I suggest you let go of me before I do something that you will regret." I said in a bored tone. His brown eyes narrowed at me, as he let out what seems to be a forced out laugh. "Oh, so the nerd does talk." I heard a few people snickering as he let go of my arm. "I am going to let you go, nerd. But, trust me this isn't over." He whispered into my ear. * Alice "Ali" Montclair has a secret she's the daughter of the man who runs the country- The President. When her father dropped the news that he was going to run for president seven years ago. Alice was happy for her dad up until her whole life gets turned upside down. Fast forward seven years, Alice finally gets the chance to go to back to school and it wasn't any regular school it was high school. When she angers the schools bad boy, her life gets even more complicated. She starts to struggle with school, friends and above all being The President's Daughter. Cover Credits: @heysaleena Trailer Credits: @itsjustmejessica14

You think of a friend, you usually think of a person. A human being. Someone you meet along the way through a journey called Life. But imaginary friends are a mental construct in your mind, created for company? for fun? for childhood. And usually it stays there. But for Elise that wasn't the case. At the young age of five she had an imaginary friend named Brayden. A companion to a young girl who needed it. Eight years later when common sense and knowledge had been knocked into her, the very thought of imaginary friends had been discarded. Too childish withthe events of a teenager's life becoming much more prioritized. But is there a restoration of faith when he returns? When he tells Elise that he was no imagination? Learning of Brayden's helpless situation she wanted to prove to the world that he did exist. That he deserved the recognition he hadn't been receiving... yet. Thank you to @kahrees and @CharArthurs for helping me edit my work! Copyright © 200X by Nemo2202 Hope you enjoy, fishies!

Isabella Artridge has always loved animals and as her father owns an animal rescue she hasn't found it hard to come into contact with them. One day, an injured baby Elephant is brought to her and she is determined to make him better. But it gets increasingly hard to look after him when her dad is away in Africa and her mum is forcing her to go to school. Then, when her mum shuts down the animal centre completely, she runs away with her elephant hoping for a new life in the wild. But nothing is as it seems...

Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

⚠️ CAUTION: UNDER CONSTRUCTION , CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN ⚠️ Copyright © 2015 by imnotshortimfunsized Life is not guaranteed. It's not something we've earned, or deserve. It's a gift that God himself has given us. It's crazy, stupid, and beautiful. But life has quite a nasty lover, death. They are in a constant tango, when one life is taken another one is given. While one family sits at a grave sight watching their loved one return to dust, another watches a beautiful baby's birth. No matter how hard we try, we can never prevent the inevitable. Like it or not, you have an expiration date. We all do. But, is everything in this life as it seems? Why is it that my life is falling apart, but a drug dealer/rapist is getting rich with his toes in the sand? Why am I being hunted? Why am I someone's prey? Why me? Why am I falling for the man that yearns to see the life drain from my body? My death has become a game of some sorts... for both of us. He tries to kill me, he fails, we spend the night together, and in the morning hes gone. To be honest., I would never admit to myself that I fell inlove with my killer... a killer that was very bad at his job... killing. I was #1 on his kill list, and I knew it. But I had always pondered on the question that still remained... If he really did get a good chance to kill me... would he do it? It had always upset me if I had pondered on the question for too long, and to be honest I don't really know why. Afterall he had been trying to kill me for 4 years now, and he still had not succeded. There were still many, many questions that have not been answered... Why is he so strong and fast? Why is he so inhumanly gorgeous? Why hasn't he killed me already? Why does he want to kill me? Does he... like me back? My name is Saphire Williams. And I am falling for the fallen.

#1 in Adventure 6/16/2015 Taylor Evans, a foster child, has been planning her runaway for a while now. Ever since her parents died when she was 6, she's been moved from foster home to foster home, and she's sick of it. So she runs away, train hopping until she gets far enough away. When she gets off, she realized her new surroundings are eerily familiar, and a strange sense of déjà vu follows her everywhere. When she finds the horse, she feels so bad for it- it's owner abuses it. And so her journey begins- a journey full of adventure, danger, and budding love... and horses.

Some call me hope. Some say I bring luck. But to me, I'm just looking for the one I'll spend the rest of my life with. Abandoned as a foal, I was taught by myself, my instincts. I saw many tamed horses with great companions, who they dearly loved. I've seen many go wrong though. So I'm searching. For the right one. Alone in the wilderness, the traveling paint filly, looking for her saviour. In the years of many Wars, horses are much wanted. To tame, to ride, to die in battle. She must find the right person, or face a horrible fate on the battlefield...

"The word "It" he use, I am no longer a human being or have rights. I am just an "It" a thing not a real person. Just a thing. A thing who does the cooking, cleaning and washing in this house. What does he do? Drinks, gambled and go to bars hooking up with women. What worse can a child my age shall see? Well it just gets worse." A Child called It. Is a book of my life, carrying around the journal of my life and maybe the last.(what are you saying? Introduce yourself.) My name is Taylor, Taylor Ross Drybones. I am nineteen years old and possibly a pansexual. Well if you gotta know you got to know me. (Go on.) What I write here is no lie. But I am writing it all over again since it makes no sense. So yes it under edit it please bear with me. But don't worry I will continue writing. Trust me. But yes it is edited and continue just lie is keeping me on hold. Don't think it's on hold it is just being edited. Thank you.