|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Orphic (adj.) mysterious and entrancing; beyond ordinary understanding.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Some say she wore yellow to look on the bright side. Others say she wore it to avoid falling into her sister's shadow. Some say she simply just loved the attention it brought. Others say it was the pure act of anti-perfectionism rebellion. Mai just wanted to make an unwanted color feel loved. _____ Mai Greenely's world has been overturned. After drawing up on the shocking conclusion that absolutely no one she knew liked the color yellow, Mai decides to take matters into her own hands by doing what any rational 15 year old all American girl would do: dressing head to toe in yellow. It seemed like a straightforward plan, with a straightforward reasoning. Now, if only she could explain that to the new kid, Cameron Holland without him accusing her of kidnapping his dog again... [❊ ❊ ❊] A/N: This story is going to be pathetically innocent, so if you metaphorically vomit (or physically, you never know) at the idea of "sweet" then this story isn't for you. ADDITIONAL WARNING: It's kinda badly and immaturely written. Semi-unrealistic plot which develops ~better~ into the book. Cringey dialogue and I technically haven't even written the epilogue yet. So yeah. Good luck, you'll need it. [❊ ❊ ❊] [H.R.: #381 in Humor] Started: 27/08/15 Completed: 1/02/17 [Extra #2: TBD?]