Sequel to Help. Kyndell is still with Sam and things are starting to get complicated between everyone whenever a dangerous threat heads their way. Lives are put on the line and risks are taken. Who will come out on top?

Kyndell Wright has problems. Problems that no 16 year old should have to go through. Her father is on the run, her brother is in jail, her mother is dead, and her psycho ex-boyfriend is stalking her. She moves all the way to California to escape the drama, but bad things always seem to follow her. Her best friend introduces her to the o2L guys and from the first glance, she falls for Sam Pottorff. Will she open up to him? How will he react to the way she deals with her problems? Can he give her the help she needs to heal? Or will she fade into the darkness?

Ellie had everything she wanted in the world she was known as a spoiled L.A brat but one big mistake has her on the next plane to Australia where she will be staying with her grandparents for the whole summer. Will Ellie be the same brat she was before coming to Australia or will a certain boy change her?

"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?

My heart pounded as I rushed down the hall. My brother finally did it, he finally lost it. I heard shots fire in the cafeteria, I flinched. This isn’t happening, I told myself. I heard someone’s heavy breathing from behind a shelf that stuck out of the wall. “Come on ash we have to go!” I said clamping onto the blonde boy’s hand. I pulled him up and dragged him along. “ALEEAH!” A voice boomed. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. I turned to face my brother whose hand held a jet black gun, his arms raised, gun pointing at me, ready to fire. The gun sounded.