Emalie Jackobson wanted nothing more than to move to the South to a close knit town where people hung out by the river and had bonefires. Considering her mom is from a close knit, southern town, it shouldn't be a problem. But she swore she'd never go back after feeling the humiliation of rejection years ago, so Emalie's dream is not to be fufilled. She's devestated when her mother dies in a car crash, and shocked to learn that she held onto the estate in Dyersburg, Tenessee where she grew up and her last wish was for Emalie to move to Dyersburg. So Emalie and her dad pack up their city life and head down to Dyersburg, where Emalie meets her mother's childhood friend and his son, the hot, bad-cowboy Drew Mason. He's cocky, arrogant and irratating, but he has the thing Emalie has always looked for-- southern charm. Will Emalie fall for Drew, or will the southern charm not be enough to look past his irratating ways? And why did Emalie's mother leave in the first place? --------------------------------------- Southern Charm is a complete story! Note from the Author: Please excuse any holes in plot and characters, as well as length; this is only the first draft of Southern Charm. Thanks!

Brooke Sharp is just a regular girl who's trying to survive High school. With the Queen B on her back, it's very difficult, but she continues to try and succeeds for the most part. But one fateful day, something happens that changes her life. Something that gets her mixed up with the school's bad boy, Colby Jackson. *Suggestive language* PLEASE DO NOT RE-POST THIS ANYWHERE ELSE WITHOUT MY CONSENT.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.