Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

Brooke, 19, loses her memory after a fire kills her whole family and everything in her home is destroyed. The only thing she has left is a jaded journal with a bucket list she made years ago. Nowhere else to go, she reconnects with an old childhood friend who helps her reach the end of her bucket list, while also battling a heartbreaking fate.