"Why do you like the rain so much?" "It reminds me that I'm still alive." (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction) Copyright to Ashley Royer. All things written by Ashley Royer unless otherwise stated. Not affiliated with 5 Seconds of Summer or any other characters mentioned. THIS IS NOT THE FULL BOOK. The full book is published with changed names and can be bought wherever books are sold. AVAILABLE NOW WHEREVER BOOKS ARE SOLD. The published version has added chapters and everything has been edited.

this is not my story, its one i found on the internet and decided to publish here. its author is anonymous otherwise i would give credit where its due. warning: this contains very mature scenes and language

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Ever since they were little, Aaron and Charolette were always teased by their parents that they were going to end up together one day. That's just how it goes, really. If your parents' friends have a child the same age as you and is the opposite sex then you two are just 'destined' to be together. There's just one little problem. Aaron and Charolette hate each other. With a burning passion. Of hate. Not love. HATE. But their parents refuse to even acknowledge such a proposterous fact. So, the two families decide to go on a camping trip over the summer, forcing both Aaron and Charolette to go. Teasing parents, sibling battles, maybe not so harmless pranks, and more hatred, what could go wrong? I mean come on, it's just a camping trip.

Lilah is the plain, simple girl that no one notices. She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway. Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it. How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back? Guess you'll have to read to find out. ;) (This is not edited)

Grell sutcliff has had an obbsetion with the Phantomhive butler, Sebastian Michaelis. but the butler could care less about the red headed reaper. the actions sebastian shows Grell are hardly rude and cause a wave of regret.

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It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.

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

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.