a story about two boys who end up in detention, and it somehow brings them closer. lowercase intended

For 50 years, Two Moon Academy was an all boys school. However, the new owner decided to turn it to a coed school. Han Min Na was one of the girls who's interested to enroll. As she enters the academy, will her life be better or will it be worse as she deals with the 12 handsome and famous boys of Two Moon?AND what's the clash about? This story do not just talk about love but also how to rekindle the friendship that was once broken. Live, love, laugh and cry as you read. PLEASE DO CITE THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR OF THE STORY AS YOU WISH TO COPY IT. ANY FORM OF PLAGIARISM IS PROHIBITED. PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THAT MAKING SUCH STORY IS NEVER EASY.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

Taylor Evans was always picked on. She was the girl who everyone pushed around. She was the nerdy girl in the corner who no one actually liked. But something happened. Something bad. So she left, she packed her bags and left for two years and when she came back...well she just wasn't the same Taylor anymore. And she hoped no one remember the old one.

Sophie Laney has been forced to attend a high end, expensive boys boarding school that her father, a single parent, is the principal of. Follow her story, surrounded by teenage boys, of all different types.

I wasn't different; I was like every other teenage girl at school. I didn't resist the bad boy, the bad-boy didn't resist me. We fell for each other—just like every other bad boy and good girl cliche. But, the thing was, I wasn't necessarily a good girl and he wasn't necessarily a bad boy. We disagreed (and thoroughly) when acknowledging different subjects, that was for sure, but we weren't exactly polar opposites.