"Did I get little Nafasa scared?" He teased, smirking at me. Did he just call me Nafasa? "It's Nafisa," I corrected him, crossing my arms. Garrett shrugged. "Same thing, same weird foreign names." My head snapped towards his direction, angrily, as my blood boiled. "Don't you dare make fun of my name!" I couldn't believe this guy. How could people like him? He was rude, and totally disrespectful! "Oh, I'm so scared!" Garrett mocked, rolling his eyes. I glared at him, turning my head away from him, so I could no longer see his handsome yet annoying face. *** Nafisa Khan is your ordinary Pakistani-Muslim girl. She gets good grades, prays 5 times a day, obeys her parents and stays out of trouble. Garrett Parks is the opposite. He is your average bad boy, who often finds himself in fights and parties. He drinks and switches from girl to girl in less than a week. What will happen when the two unexpectedly encounter each other's totally different lives?

Parker is self destructive and withdrawn. Aspyn is bright-eyed and bubbly. Parker and Aspyn are complete opposites. Even though they are undeniably different; something is pulling them together. *** "Smoking kills, you know." "Exactly." He said as he took another drag of his cigarette.

The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards the kitten, hidden under my jacket. »One lil' kitty found another.« He smirked, amused by his own joke.

Miss Perfect, Courtney Collins, has everything a teenage girl could ever wish for. She has the Pretty Face, Perfect Figure, Popularity, Fortune, Friends who follow her every command and a Super Hot Boyfriend who's madly in love with her. Ultimate Geek, Chad Treyson, is a typical teenage boy who only wish for a peaceful senior year. He is the Smart Guy with goofy eyeglasses, wears lousy shirts, grade conscious, living a normal lifestyle, a musician and a certified bookworm. Put the two together and set a game. A game of love. Who fell in love first will lose. If Miss Perfect falls for the Ultimate Geek, is she willing to leave her spotlight just to be with him? And if Chad falls for Courtney, is he ready to deal with lots of drama and attention? Who will win and who will lose? Is it the Beauty or the Geek?

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"I... I'm scared of falling..." she whispered, looking into my eyes. It was like she wanted to say something more but stopped herself. "I won't let you fall... alone." I smiled when I saw her smile at what I said. But little did I know that what I said to her was true. She didn't fall alone; I was the one falling with her. ***************************** I am Keith Warren, a self proclaimed player and this is my journey. Thank you, @KitellaMash for the cover! :) <3