"There's more to playing soccer than just kicking around a ball until it hits the back of a net."

[completed] There was something about him that intrigued her. Something that pulled her in closer and closer. But he is everything she doesn't want in a guy. He was different; in a good and bad way. written: december 29, 2015 - january 3, 2017. Words to the wise: half of the time I wrote this in a rush so there's typos but I swear I know how to spell and how to use the correct there/their/they're. Just bare with the typos bc as said earlier I write them in a rush and I usually write late at night so yeah. But enjoy!

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

Two days of being on the bus would have been long, uneventful and downright boring. That swiftly changes Morgan Parker's mind when Louis Tomlinson steps onto the bus with a shy grin. **chapters will be short, but frequent**