Max and Rachel were best friends, before Max left for Seattle. Max returns to Arcadia Bay when she doesn't hear from Rachel. Max and a blue haired stranger Team up to find Rachel. But is that the only thing they find along the way?

~Short Story~ This is my first time doing different point of views, so I'm sorry if it's shitty ;'')

Yo Here's some TrASh for you Yes, this is a made-up-warriors-idea-stealing-crap-masterpiece Your wELcOmE

•Pricefield fanfic• Just a group of small chapters that go together.

This is a story about a boy in high school who somehow ends up having his sexuality questioned. Not where most people want to be in high school. But here he is. He's straight, or so he thinks. Bullied and beat up he finds himself or rather creates himself. It's the last week of high school and time is running out for him. Short story only one chapter Inspired by the songs; Benny-Little Game 2012 Phan Song By Eden & Katherine

A game of 20 questions between two people; a confident, strong, pigheaded girl and a sad, pathetic, isolated boy who doesn't socialise well. Their parents wish they were together and want to force their wedding but the girl isn't having it and she'll fight for her heart. *COMPLETE SHORT STORY*

This 'story' is going to a just different chapters with different poems in each chapter, all of these I wrote.... -Spencer

A boy observes a carefree little girl whose only passion is the rain; as in that's all she talks about. Everyone thinks she depressed but she really just wants to be alone with the rain. On one cares until this boy comes along, and unearths the whole treasure trove of stories and secrets she holds close to her heart guarding it with her life. A little girl, Just a little bit lonely, Loves the rain more than a little, It rains she dances to the little drops hitting the ground. *teaser for story* "Um, hi people my name is Ana; A-N-A one n not 2. And I like the rain, I love the way it feels on my skin and the sound it makes. My favorite color is overcast grey because that's when the rain comes; aw rain I love it so much." Her voice sounded like rain pounding the roof, and she had a lisp, her eyes lit up when ever she said rain. She must really like the rain, I heard mom say that if you focus too much on the things that you love then soon you will never ever let it go until you're gone. Or you turn into in. She certainly did look like rain, from her toes to her short chocolate hair. Her eyes were the sky or clouds, hair the mud made of rainwater and dirt, sun dress the rainbows blooming behind the clouds, voice rain pouring it's heart out, lisp the rivers forming in a person's mind from insparation placed there by the rain. She was a rain storm.

"So young, so damaged." We all need a little break sometimes, well this girl sure does know what that feels like. Word count; 1274

"I bite, You bleed, You may fight, But I must feed." Most the time when you see a lone girl in the forest you would worry for her, but this girl there was something about her. Something different, something dangorous about her. Maybe it was just the pale skin and deep dark grey eyes, or the fact that she was laying in the forest alone unfazed by being alone at night. Word count; 1680 Chapters; 1/1