(Authors note: this book is on hold. I'm trying to edit it and may change a few chapters in the process. I'm not in love with the way the books has ended so I might change it in some ways. Otherwise please enjoy!) I see him practically everyday, he's always at my apartment and I go to his as well. We have so much fun, we laugh, we tell each other's secrets and we have serious convos that usually end with me crying. He was by my side when I was going through some pretty rough times... But now he has gotten himself a girlfriend and its hard being able to talk to him about anything without this girl getting in the way. I hate to admit it but it's really painful to see the guy you love most in this world fall for someone else.. (Ps.. the chapters progressively get longer, I'm in the middle of editing everything so I'm sorry if at first you're not fan!)

player (n) : a male who is skilled at seducing women and is only interested in sex. Santana Marie Klaus has always had a crush on her best friend, Daemon Matthews ever since he saved her from a big bully making fun of her pigtails. A crush that has remained unknown to Daemon for just as long. A crush that has crushed her ever since Daemon started his player ways, changing girls like they were dirty clothes. Desperate to end her unknown crush, Santana enlists the help of Jesse Archer, the new kid in town to make Daemon jealous by being her fake boyfriend. In exchange Jesse gets free entertainment watching the clichéd plot unfolds in front of him. What happens when Daemon reacts to this ploy? And what happens when Jesse gets more involved in the drama that is Santana? And what goes wrong when you enlist a player's help to make another player jealous? One word. Everything. [UNEDITED] COMPLETED : 16 OCT 2015 * Highest Ranking #1 Teen Fiction ** 1 Million Reads : 14 March 2017 *** 2 Million Reads : 14 March 2018 **** 3 Million Reads : 5 July 2018 ***** 4 Million Reads : 21 Aug 2018

[Highest rank so far: #46 in short story] "It didn't matter that I was getting all A's on my report card. It didn't matter that I could read a book in less than two days. It didn't matter that I could perfect oil painting techniques. It didn't matter that I had a healthy diet and tried my best to exercise. None of it mattered. Simply because I had one unwanted characteristic called fat." *** This is one girl's story. From her point of view. No exaggerations, no extra, no lies, no holding back this time. When she looks in the mirror she sees nothing but her failure. She hears nothing but the ear shattering sound of opinions from everyone. Everything is targeted to her. Everything is wrong with her. WARNING: This story contains a view of the mind of one insecure female. This focuses on body image and shaming and touches upon topics of eating disorders. (cover picture is not mine, but belongs to the respective owner.)