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It's Simple. I use you. You use me. by giveasmilex
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Lucille is 17 years old. She does not have many friends. She's always been by herself since she had a hard time making friends. Ethan is also 17 years old. He is one of the most popular guys at school. He is the head of his baseball team. Boys admire him. And girls drool over his perfect looks. One night Ethan saves Lucille from a robbery. From there, one crazy decision made by the two to become "friends with benefits" leads to an endless, hot romance that's full of tears and untold feelings.
The Hoodie Girl by yuenwrites
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Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro
Your Brother and I by SGsongs11
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Sometimes people force you to do things that you never wanted to do. Sometimes while doing those things you meet people that you never knew you needed to meet. You start to form friendships with these people and sometimes something special happens with that guy you didn't know you liked. These people start to become your world, but no world can be perfect. That guy you liked may seem incredible but there's something he's just too afraid to tell you. Oh, and your friends? They know what he's hiding too, but they've all decided to keep it from you. Forgetting it can sometimes be your only way to keep going. "You're eyes are shooting stars." "And what do you wish for, mon significative une?" "For you to tell my your deepest secrets." He was quiet for a moment but he didn't leave like I expected him to do. He just simply started to kiss my check while trailing down to my jaw, then neck, then up to my ear. He gripped my lobe between his teeth and right as he let it go he whispered something. "If I tell you my secrets, that gleam in your eye, that you seem to only look at me with, will forever be lost."