Our choices are what define us. What determine who we are and how other people see us. Seventeen-year-old Penelope Chisholm has always chosen to be on the outside. A bit of a loner who finds her solace in running. Until she meets Gilbert Staal and decides he needs to be part of her life. Sure, it’s complicated but what relationship isn’t. She’s positive she’s found her future, but has to decide if his temper is something she can deal with. Her twin brother, Ash, is her exact opposite. Editor of the school paper. Star pupil. Dating one of the most popular girls in school. Everything is perfect. Until he discovers that his sister is dating his new teacher. A teacher he wants to respect but can’t. He knows he should do something about it, but decides to give Penelope the opportunity to end things on her own. They’re both so sure their decision is the right one. Blinded by the rightness of their choice. But when Penelope ends up seriously hurt because of their choices, everyone is forced to re-evaluate the things that have lead them to where they are and figure out how to move forward with their lives.

The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.

Delta Newman isn’t normal. That much is clear when she can walk through fire and not get burnt. Or get hit by a truck and get up straight away. So what is she? That isn’t so clear yet, but she is determined to find out, why she is completely and utterly flawless.

RATED LOL FOR LAUGH-OUT-LOUDNESS! So just a bunch of random FUNNY things me and my friends made one day at lunch. Enjoy!

"As I sat on the toilet, I realized how badass I was being. First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside." Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.