Looking at him from across the cafeteria my heart just stops. He bites his lower lip slightly as he reads the following words off of his new book, adjusting his hair from time to time. How can someone you've spent all of high school trying to forget still be the one to hold your heart?.. Stop staring! I look away and my eyes focus on something else... He's still the one I love. After all this time. I can't change that.. But he hates you. I wince at the thoughts coursing through me. You don't know that for sure.. Oh who am I kidding? Of course he hates me. If I was him I'd hate me too. A frown makes its way onto my face. Maybe just one more peek.. I glance back at him only to see his blue eyes no longer on the pages of his book but on me. We lock eyes and everything else disappears for a moment. My brown ones widen in shock. Shit! I try to look away but my eyes stay focused on him, and only him. ..Then something amazing happens.. He smiles. *currently editing some chapters* (This is sort of like the prologue. It is not in the book though. I wrote this so that you all can read it and see what's in store for this book. And I suck at descriptions so this is all I could think of. Also I curse a lot so yeah) (#14 in teen fiction)

They were never supposed to fall in love. In fact, they were probably never even supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it brings you someone who unexpectedly turns your world upside down. For Ella, it all began on the last day of summer, in a small bakery on the edge of town. With three teenage boys, a plastic knife and a rocketship birthday cake. lol I'm not dead guys

"Are you scared because your dad is the sheriff?" "Why do you keep on asking me that?" "I won't stop until I get a proper answer." Lana Jane Willson, just a depressed and misunderstood geeky teenager because of her glasses and her dad being the Sheriff. Yet all she wants is to get into Yale, far away from everyone, the incidents, the heartbreaker and the bullies. Four popular boys, suspicious about Lana, reignite an old bet that her 'true' self will be exposed as time goes on. One night in Lana's life changes everything. The only people to help her are her tormentors. This causes the boys to have more questions, fights, and arguments more frequently. The more people involved, the more questions arise, secrets reveal themselves, trust is shattered, feelings become blurred and friendship is ripped apart. While Lana sees, the good and forgives easily, others search for the bad to try and defeat it. People cross our path for a reason but for a second chance, it does not always mean to have a happy ending. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ PART 1 & 2 Highest Rank: 1 in Teen Fiction (27/12/16)

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

I can solemnly swear, that I am up to no good. • • • • • • • • • • • I got released from jail approximately six months ago, and I'm currently a happy bunny in this lovely home. This home now being my 13th home. I should consider calling it a hotel since I only stay at these so-called 'homes' for a short period of time, before I'm kicked straight back to foster care. Luckily, I only have a few hours until I can finally leave to university. My current foster family have actually given me the money to get an apartment. I will obviously have roommates, but that won't be a problem because they'll probably hit the highway once they hear about my background. "Jordyn, I hope you've packed everything you need, we have to leave soon." Karen called from downstairs, causing me to roll my eyes. "I don't give two shits!" I yelled back, resting my arms under my head. Wow, no answ- "Don't swear please, Jordyn!" She yelled back, probably stressing about something pretty useless downstairs. And there it came. Karen's my foster mother. She is currently married to Simon the Engineer. They suite each other quite well, not that I'd know much about relationships. She has a 4 year old son, whom is the only person I've actually loved in my life. Now you're probably expecting a back story right? Well, I cannot provide you with it because I do not know where I've come from. The one thing I know about myself is I was put in foster care when I was merely 6 years old, I have blonde hair and strikingly blue eyes. I've been in foster care on and off for about eleven years now. Lucky me. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, becoming inevitably bored of simply staring at the bland white ceiling. I tapped my foot against the floor absentmindedly, drumming my long, pale fingers against my thigh. • • • • • • • • • And it is here, my story begins. ------ Highest rank: #55 in badpasts