Chris Marison is a very irregular teenager. At seventeen, he has surpassed all tests put to him by scientists and has shown his brain to be the storage house of all information that exists and that ever will exist. He predicts, he remembers, he corrects. He is the definition in the dictionary of "genius" and yet he is cooped up in his family home. In the bedroom he has lived in for seven years of boring and uninteresting life. He doesn't have friends, his parents are scared of him and he has proven every doctor wrong so they have just stopped trying to understand him. He can hear explosions in North Korea and earthquakes in Italy from his small pocket of suburban Alaska. He feels when people are scared of hijackers on their planes and can almost touch the painful injuries of the soldiers in Afghanistan fighting to keep his country safe. He can feel, see, hear, smell, touch everything. He hates it. When you're like this, it's hard to live normally in the real world - so why Christopher found it within himself to escape his house one day in winter and run into the public eye (only to find himself on a cold, wet bench three hours later, planning to sleep out in the snow) is a mystery. But maybe something will come of it for him.

The Moulin Rouge. A nightclub, a dance hall and bordello. Ruled over by Montparnasse. A kingdom of nighttime pleasures, where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of all of these, was the man Enjolras loved... Grantaire. A dancer, who sold his love to people. They called him "The Glittering Emerald." He was the star of the Moulin Rouge. (As usual, I'm posting this for my very talented friend! Feedback is much appreciated!)

Wattpad deleted this story so I'm rewriting. Hope it's good :)

When Raoul encounters the mysterious phantom in the midst of a sudden unexpected moment, they find themselves landing in the arms of love and leaving that of hate...

⇢Erik Destler is an awkward kid in highschool who nobody could ever take seriously. With his blotchy face and his overdramatic attitude he is anti-social at best. ⇢Raoul de Chagny is a dorky-yet-loveable kid who everyone seems to love, but he's keeping two secrets; he's not exactly the happiest and the only thing that keeps him smiling nowthesedays is the awkward Destler kid. ❝GET UP JOHNNY BOY, GET UP JOHNNY BOY GET UP BECAUSE THE WORLD HAS LEFT YOU ON THE GROUND YOU'RE MY PRIDE AND JOY YOU'RE MY PRIDE AND JOY❞

I need more musical friends on here. I'm losing them for some reason and now the only people that really talk to me are on my BTS roleplay, so...

Grantaire just wanted to read, nothing more. But then a man with blonde hair started talking to him and before he could tell what was happening, Grantaire had fallen for this man and was not prepared to let him walk away.

Have you ever wondered what Alexander Hamilton would be like in modern times? As a kid? In this story where Thomas Jefferson always breaks the best crayons and George the third argues to be the King of the playground, Alex still struggles with friendship and family.

The princess of France falls in love with a young revolutionary called Enjolras. A Les Mis fanfiction