Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

enemies to lovers but not really ;) i wrote this story when i was 13 i can assure you i am not looking for criticism xx

Mason Roberts is a successful CEO of multiple business including "Red Velvet" a club catering to the BDSM and DDLG lifestyle. Elizabeth lords, is a 18 year old ballet dancer, forced to get a job to help pay for dance school. What will she do when her new job as a PA brings her in contact with a certain Mr Roberts? Short chapters!

Proud Watty Winner "I can't let you go Gabriel", My eyes grew wide I didn't know what to do I was shocked Ash was kissing me and I like it all my thoughts went away and my mind went blank. I closed my eyes as my mouth started to move with hers you know that electric feeling you're supposed to get when you're with you're soul mate I was feeling that right now. She nibbled on my lip as I felt her tongue cross over my lip sensuously asking for entrance I automatically granted her access I felt her tongue glide gracefully into my mouth she tasted like Winter fresh she pushed me her body up against mines making me push harder into the brick wall, I heard a moan as she sucked and played with my tongue I think that was me I was running out of breath as we attacked each others mouth I think she was to because she pulled back and rest her forehead on mines, my eyes were still closed, we were both breathing heavy. I opened my eyes and looked at her she was staring me straight in my eyes. "I like you Gabby hell I think I might even actually love you" She said staring at me waiting for my reaction, her words just processed through my head Ash likes me or loves me then I thought about what Samantha said then what I saw then I realized something I just made out with a girl who just happens to be my best friend I didn't know what to say so I did the next best thing that came to my mind I pushed her away slightly she looked at me hurt. "I'm sorry Ash but but I ccan't" I stuttered with tears forming in my eyes she can't say that to me..