Mushrooms: They're soft, silky, white and super evil. Walmart: It's a place you go grocery shopping. You don't necessarily like it, but it gets the job done. Enter me: An outgoing, bubbly girl with flowing locks of golden hair and eyes as deep as the ocean bl- Ha! Just kidding. But seriously. How did a girl like me: Green dull eyes, boring brown hair and a piercing on her eyebrow get kidnapped? Yes, you heard right. Kidnapped. As in stolen. From a small town. During Winter. In Walmart. WALMART. It's a little insulting if you ask me. _____________ Welcome to the world of Humor lovely! My description may not be good, but if you give the story a chance I'm sure you'll love it :)

L-O-V-E: something that only happens in movies, books, and other fiction. I live in the real world. Heck, I have never even said that word. Bad words, I tell you. * * * Cassandra Evans does not believe in "love." Because of this term, people end up unhappy. She is the epitome of brutal honesty; one of her primary proclamations is "Everyone deserves the truth." She is strictly against lying and liars. Enter our foreign exchange student, Julian Aylmer. He is a happy-go-lucky ball of sunshine. He doesn't know the existence of the term "hate." The boy with the poke-worthy dimples cannot stand seeing the sorrow on her face. He makes a bet to help her experience what she has been pushing away. What happens when these opposites meet? Julian is keen on making Cassie feel the love around her, while Cassie is trying to teach this foreigner to see the reality. It isn't about making her fall in love, but rather making her realize the existence of what he calls a "beautiful illusion." Can Julian really change her mind? Will his "dah-ling" actually give him a chance? Hate vs. Love Make your bets. _______________ Cover by Plurbit Promoted by TheDuffMovie Winner of Wattpad Spotlight Contest. July 13th, 2014-July 18th, 2015

As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. And now, he lives next door. I'm Sarah and this is my story. Disclaimer: This story was written in 2011. Just so you know.