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"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um.... It's uh. Ju-Juliette. Juliette St. Cloud." Damn it, Jules, get your act together! It's just a boy for Christ's sake. "Ah, that's a beautiful name," he smiled, cheekily. "And yours?" I asked, hesitantly. Did I want to know this cute boy's name that would probably lower my grade in this class? I certainly did. "Ashton. Ashton Irwin." Juliette St. Cloud is finally leaving Hillview, Massachusetts and is entering her junior year of High School abroad in the one and only Sydney, Australia. On her first day of school, she meets the charming, hilarious, geeky Ashton Irwin in her Creative Writing class. She is attracted to his cheekiness, but doesn't want to fall too hard, knowing she'll only be spending the school year there. Will she let herself fall for him, or will she keep her distance to avoid getting her heart broken by the end of the year?

"Alright, you horny little shits, let's talk about sex,"

"Give me back my Drumstick, Addalien!" He shouted, his small hand reached out towards mine. "Eww! No! Don't touch me, you have cooties." I puffed, holding the drumstick protectively behind my back. "Addie, if I have cooties than that drumstick does too!" He spoke, sticking out his tongue with a triumphant smirk and crossing his arms. I looked down at the large stick in my hands, glancing back up at him. "I win, come on. Hand it over, Addie." He said, reaching again and almost falling off the black plush stool. "No, I like these cooties!" I shouted, running from him and out of the musty smelling cabin's doors. I heard his heavy breathing and footsteps behind me as I turned; just in time to smack into him and cause us both to tumble down. "Oooowwwww." He groaned from his spot next to me, rubbing his forehead. I squinted, just as the light was blocked out over us and a stern eyed lady with a surprisingly comforting smile grinned at us. "Welcome to Drummers camp."

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The biggest boyband in the world has a secret, and no, its not that Harry owns a pair of boxers with Zayn's face on it and it's definitely not Louis' scrap booking hobby. No - it's fan fiction. The biggest boyband in the world reads fan fiction about themselves. Follow their journey through rap battles, funny jokes, wild chases, and maybe a fanfic or two. (Or three.) (Or hundreds.) [Highest ranking Fan Fiction #5]