Before Jules interrupted Callie's lunch hour with a (not so subtle) "Dibs!", Callie was a quiet girl whose only priorities are good grades and better talent with playing her prized violin. Neither require having a girlfriend, especially the one who everyone at school assumes is a hard-core drug addict, judging from how she acts. Now Callie has to deal with "Junkie Jules" in public's eye instead of fading into the background, not to mention the scandalous rumors about her and Jules. And the disastrous icing to the dangerous cake? Jules will do anything to make Callie hers. Cover made by @Sugarpiecutie11 (ROUGH DRAFT) If you're interested in reading more of Callie and Jules's story, you can find it in my collection of shorts, Looking Forward.

"Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead." - Oscar Wilde ///\\\ "Winter Alexander. Blonde hair, blue eyes, suspiciously extroverted, and somehow friends with everyone. It was in my very nature to despise her with all I had in me. I didn't dislike her because I was jealous. That's not even close. The main reason I hated her was because of the undeniable fakeness her persona projects. I mean, there's no way she's actually friends with nearly the entire school. I would go insane if I had that many friends, and so would any normal human being. Also, her near-white blonde hair cannot be natural. Not to mention her eyes. They're so bright and blue that they rivaled Nash Grier's. Those had to be contacts (along with the previously mentioned trash can's, but that's beside the point)." ///\\\ Winter Alexander, a friend to everyone, is head over heels for Jade Summers, a bitch to everyone (there's no point in lying). Luckily Winter likes the challenge, and she has ever since freshman year. With a life that only spirals downward, a question is posed: Will Jade open up? [Co-writing with my friend Dani]

ⓒⓤⓡⓛⓢ She didn't know who she really was until she met her. The girl with blonde curls and a blinding smile who lit up the world with the twinkle in her eyes. First love hurts like a bitch, especially when you fall in love with someone you're not supposed to. A story of coming out, finding oneself, love, heartbreak, and healing. {Poetry #57 / Short Story #77} {Poetry #43 / Short Story #71} {Poetry #33 / Short Story #60} 3/9/14