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The Bad Boy Calls Me Kitten by HessianKills
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"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*
Reality Check (BoyxBoy) by TripleJxskittles
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I just smirked at the way they all looked down on me. The way they all try to trip me down and glare like they can kill me with one look. I could easily laugh their stupidity and small minds as I make it through the day the way I've always done it. By myself. With no friends. No family. I don't cry myself to sleep hoping that my prince will come and save me... I don't beg those dimwitted jocks to stop giving me a hard time whenever they get the chance. I don't try to fit in when the person I'll hurt the most is myself by lying. I don't wish that my dead parents will come back when I know they won't. I don't do this because I, Carter Summers, am a strong willed person that knows the sad fact that this.... This... is my reality..... When Carter gets a small request from a teacher for his creative way of writing. He temporarily joins the newspaper club to gain extra credit to assure his scholarship. His job is to answer questions from the entire Newton High's students and give them advice. But since the entire population hates him for being homosexual, he does this in secret by answering within the papers, and goes by the name of... Reality. ***Cover by RougeHopes*** #19 in Teen Fiction
J e a n s J a c k e t by xPureChances
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[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |
perfect ✓ by flawed-
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story #1 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | eating disorder she just wanted to be skinny for him; she wanted to be the kind of girlfriend he'd be proud to have, even if he couldn't see her. he just wanted to see her, to be able to tell her she was beautiful and she'd know he was telling the truth, he wanted her to be happy. they wanted to be perfect for each other. and with that, they destroyed themselves. (some quotes aren't mine, lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) © 2014 flawed- [Watty Awards 2014]
Andy Dahlias  by Lallande
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"What were you to each other?" Royce Black was your average young bachelor. Supporting himself and hanging out with his friends were the only things he took part in. He had nothing to worry over. Until one night after work he comes across a battered and bruised boy curled up in an alley. Never in a million years would he have thought he'd take in and support a young, homeless boy. The young boy ends up becoming the most important thing in Royce's life--his angel. His child. But angels come and go. "I don't know."
Trigger by dougmcquaid
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Kinsley Adams is finally getting the getaway she's been dreaming of for years. She's moving to her cottage for the summer, three hours away from her home filled with day-to-day madness. Kinsley's had the same cottage for as long as she can remember, but something has definitely changed since the last time she came for a visit; new neighbors. A couple with a nephew her age- Levi- and a son due to arrive the next day- Finn. When they come over for a barbecue the first night, Levi Collins seems like a completely normal teenager. That is until she wakes up in the middle of the night to the sound of gunshots coming from the shooting range hidden on the edges of the forest. That's when Kinsley discovers Levi Collins is far from a completely normal teenager. Completely normal teenagers aren't almost constantly losing their mind, after all. And that's where Finn Allen comes in.
Battle of the Captains by seakissed
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It started out as a game. She's everything a girl wants to be. He's everything a girl wants. As head cheerleader and quarterback, Kody Taylor and Austin Collins would normally be expected to be together with them being the schools Mr. and Ms. Perfect. Lucky for all the single boys and girls in their school, it'll never happen. They hate each other and they aren't afraid to show it. Not like it'll ruin their reputations anyway. If anything, it makes it better beacause people seem to enjoy the show. Will things change when they have to work together to keep their positions as head cheerleader and football captain? All their lives, everything between them has been just a competition. A challenge. A game. But what happens when it isn't just a game anymore?
Finding Ford by dougmcquaid
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Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.