❝stiles, I stopped playing by the rules a long time ago.❞ in which a girl laughs in the face of death ::: #pfcc2k16 season 3a **extended summary inside** see burned trailer here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rV8q1P0_NFw&feature=youtu.be > © lolstilinski 2014-15

Bree is thrown into the glade like everybody else. In a dark metal box with no memory of her past life. She soon comes to realize that her new life in the glade isn't the best one. That is, until she finds Newt. Featured in the official Wattpad fanfic Maze Runner fanfiction reading list! Book cover by soldtheworld All characters and settings are owned by James Dashner. I only own Bree, and a few other select characters. *Please keep in mind while reading that I wrote this when I was fourteen. (:

❝What happened to us. Why weren't we ever an item?❞ I asked tenderly as he fluttered his eyes open. ❝Because, Chris. You never liked me the way I liked you. I've never been in love until I saw you sitting on that Juilliard stage playing the piano, the biggest goofy smile on your face, because you're doing something you adore, and damn it. That's when I fell in love.❞ -In which two believers fall in love, but not at the same time. A story about love, heartbreak, and a whole lot of rock and roll.

"How do I know you're not like the others?" I asked him. "I'm not like those other guys who treated you like crap. I care about you, I'll treat you right." River said and lightly kissed my forehead _____________ River Phoenix Fan Fiction By: 80swhat on hold

When I was little I never understood why we always had to live our house. My mom never tried to teach me it. We always ran away from my dad. There was one day I understood everything I was five my mom came home from the grocery store. My dad got pissed and he slapped her. He punched and kicked. I never trusted a man ever again.

he was a senior. he was graduating soon. she was a sophomore. she wasn't. he was a party person. She looked like one, but she wasn't. "You know the polite thing to do would be is to thank me" The smooth voice echoed over the music, reaching earshot." COPYRIGHT © 2015 | -eighties ™