Self-proclaimed weirdo April Hale and the notorious troublemaker Ryder Black have been living side by side for more than ten years. Both never attempted to communicate with each other, but on the night Ryder Black is thrown out by his own father, he asks her a question that might change both of their lives: "March, will you let me stay in your room?" He even got her name wrong. - A coming of age story about loss, the wonders of falling in love, and ultimately, pretending to be normal. Get inside April's distorted and yet humorous perspective, and watch as her tale unfolds into a shocking finish. COVER BY @RIVIIX

"Life is like a box of chocolates." "Oh, yeah? How?" "You just have to reach out, grab one with your hand, and devour that motherfucker because you choose what you want." "Louis?" "Yeah?" "I love you." Extraordinary is something that Jessica is, but never chose to be. Besides that, she lives a pretty average life. She has a job, lives alone in a small house, and has few people she could label as her friends, but that's not what this story is about. In fact, it's rather about what makes her different. Not many people can say that they are related to an international pop star. Not many people can say that they have the voice of twenty angels harmonizing together. Hell, no one can say that they are an anonymous music/song-writer who sells her work to big name celebrities. If you can, you're lying. Jessica kept her extraordinary and ordinary lives completely separate and to herself. That was before a certain person with an extraordinary life came along and messed with her ordinary one. She knew her two lives would merge together at some point. She just didn't expect it to be so soon. Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

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