Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

Anna Shay is a normal 18 year old girl who lives in London. She shares a small flat with her best-friend Elka. These best-friends have been through everything together from the beginning. They are there for each other when needed. Anna has a job at a sweets store while Elka has one at the shoe store in the same plaza. They both can drive though they don't have a cars due to college expenses. Anna's whole life changes when she finds an iPhone on the floor in the store she works in. Who does this phone belong to? The one and only Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. She decides to keep this from Elka and her life is an adventure from there.

*Song for this fanfic is on the side PLEASE LISTEN* Dakota Smith ran away from home when she was 18. of course she bumps into Louis Tomlinson in the streets of New York. he thinks he likes Dakota and tries to ask her out. but she doesn't know what to do. after all- he's just a boy who wants to show he isn't the typical nice guy everyone thinks he is. and she's just a girl in a lot of pain because of her past. What is her past? Her mom died when she was 16. Then the rest.... Well, lets just say there is such thing as a living hell.

[✓] (Drama Class sequel) ∥ What are the chances of meeting your former lover after two years? Not that small, in fact. But what if you have to share the same workplace as them? Copyright © 2013-2014 by funkystyles

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

What happens when the fame, family, friends, dreams, kids, and much more becomes a part of Louis and Beatrice's relationship?

"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."