All Serena Davis ever wanted was to be gorgeous and popular. Instead, she is an insecure, nerdy, and an average girl with no self esteem. With pimples and glasses on her face, Serena definitely feels like the ugly duckling. After all, she's continuously bullied by her peers. When her family decides to move to LA, Serena believes it's a dream come true!! After all, what's more better than starting your stupid life all over again? Before Serena leaves, she goes to Spa and gets a makeover. When she arrives LA, Serena decides to act as the girl she has always dreamt of. She gains many friends, she becomes popular, she falls for the popular jock, and she befriends every cheerleader. As soon as Serena's new life seems to be heading off into a great start, things come crashing down. It's not until then does Serena meet a boy named Jeremy who begins to see the real her. As Jeremy and Serena start to befriend each other, he makes her realize that popularity isn't everything and it's better to be yourself. [WARNING: Needs editing]

"Why do you always have those earbuds in?" "Music keeps the monsters away." ~*~*~*~*~ Casey Adams is your average 16 year old - except for one thing; she has been diagnosed with Schizophrenia. [#17 mystery/thriller] [will be edited and a new version will be posted soon]

"What are you doing?" -Seventh "Eating a bowl of soul."-Zero ".........Well then." -Seventh "I meant SOUP. A BOWL OF SOUP." -Zero "Yeah... sure, say it was a typo or blame it on the autocorrect." -Seventh "I'm laughing at my own failure right now." -Zero (Highest Ranking: #4 Humor 7.4.17)

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...