This is the sequel to the story "New Girl". It's not absolutely necessary to read the first book, although it might help to understand what happened before this. :) ___________________________________________________________ It's been a year. A year since they've told their family. A year since they've decided to enjoy their relationship as much as possible. A year since the shooting. A year since she took her life. Although Colby couldn't be happier, now that it took only two more days until she could see Sam every day again, the questions running through her head didn't seem to fade. They've been bothering her for a year now. She wasn't able to find her closure with her. Not now that she left without explaining anything. What will Colby do when she finally gets the answers she needed? What if they aren't what she expected? And what if all those memories and emotions might be too much for her to handle? What will all of that mean for her? For her life, her relationship? Will she be able to keep herself from changing back to who she was? If not, will Sam be able to help her once again? Will Sam be able to stand the pressure? Because if what they say is true, it might be the end of something that's just started. ~ You can't change who people are without destroying who they were ~ The Butterfly-Effect - A sequel to 'New Girl'

Emma receives an intensely personal email from a stranger by mistake, a woman she doesn’t know, and starts emailing back. What begins as nothing more than a sympathetic conversation suddenly turns to sex, and Emma and the stranger start talking, and flirting, and writing each other dirty emails, and Emma wonders how far she wants this to go. ----------------- Um, hi, and so again, yes, I’m talking in here. Sorry. So this is a bit of an idea, kind of a mix of normal story, and the emails two people send each other. It’s got a bit more organized now, so I can explain properly. I’m not quite sure where it’s going, but basically a mix of Emma and Alyssa’s sort-of affair, and Emma writing emails to Alyssa about how she feels. So the chapters that say “Emma” or “Emailing” are the email ones. Um, obviously. Emma also writes dirty stories to Alyssa, about how she imagines they might meet, and what they do. This seems to be turning into a thing too. So at the moment, those are chapters 8, 9, 11, 14 , 15, 16, 20, and 21. These are basically short stories on their own, so if you want to just look at those without all the rest, you can. So this because I wanted to do some first-person, but not completely, and also not just them sending each other their fantasies, because that seems impersonal. So sending that, but also other stuff too, so you see what else is going on for them, other than what they actually say to each other. And kind of assume there’s lots of smiley and xxxs and stuff all through the emails, because, yeah. But I decided it was easier to read this way, like just as words in a conversation, as if they’re talking with their voices. That’s also why it’s “she wrote” rather than trying to describe each email turning up one by one. So hopefully the emails don’t look too weirdly formal like this though. Um, :), !, and xxx, there you go. And thank you for looking. Just, so much! I’m so glad people want to! Yay!

Krystel Ford is a normal student at Mocking Jay High School. She has nothing to ask for in her life. She has a caring parents, and a perfectly amazing, yet a heart breaker best friend named Mark. When one day, Samantha Fogwell attended their school. She's a very rich professional Tennis player back in 'Kentucky'. Ever since the first day Krystel laid eyes on her, she can't take Samantha out of her mind. But one incident happened and Krystel have to be friend with Samantha to hook her up with Mark. But Unfortunately they fell secretly in love with each other. Will Krystel still do it for Mark's sake? How will Samantha react on this? How will they confess there true feelings for each other? How will they go on with their life? Why do I have so many questions? :P ARE THESE QUESTIONS GOING TO BE ANSWERED?! :)) haha.. Read on, so you'll know. :D THANK YOU :* loveya'

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

Hectic. That was the word to spring to Desiree Love's mind when she thought of her day. She lost her job, lost her lover... Things couldn't get any worse, right? And then on that dark night she met worse in the back seat of her car as a weapon was pressed to her temple and an arm secured around her throat. So, lost her job, lost her lover, and now lost her freedom. However, was being kidnapped by Piper Redding such a bad thing? ***I decided to post this with an R-rating due to some violent/disturbing content.

Peyton Bailey had always been infatuated with her teacher. But when she acted on her feelings, she was turned down. On her graduation night, she was compelled to choose between the people she loved or herself. Selflessly choosing the former, she was taken in by HawkEye, a secret government initiative to recruit young adults that would prove to be the best and protect with their lives. Being forced to leave everything behind and become a trained killer, deceit is all she's known for while. But what will she do when her past catches up to her? Ordered to go back to her hometown for a special assignment doesn't come without kicks. Will she be able to restrain her feelings for the woman that rejected her once and protect her life or will she give in to desire? Will Ms Banks welcome the once innocent girl back into her life or will she push her away yet again?

"Hey Hannah, Even though we change and we're all finding ourselves in the world, we both know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, we will always and forever love each other. Love you, Grace."

Jenna is a girl who is considered the big loser of her private school. But When a new girl named Laura steps in, things start to turn both upside down and right side up for her. Laura being beautiful and popular in her older school, confuse the hundreds of students who go there by hanging out with the loser. When feelings start to surface, things just couldn't be more confusing. Will they put social awkwardness aside and let their feelings being explored?

At the moment, ten years ago when I first met Elizabeth, I was so jealous and angry. My mother made me walk her to her house, even though it was next door. I wanted to tell her two things; One, I hate you, and two, I think I love you. Now, at seventeen, I still have no idea how to tell her how I really do feel about her. A/N: Yeah this a GirlxGirl. Don't like it, don't comment about it. ^u^