Paisley Valetta was once an average, artistic teenage girl. Finishing her junior year in high school with her best friend and her hot boyfriend. She's also really close to her free spirited mother. Until one night, Paisley and her mother get in a car accident, killing her mom and leaving Paisley all alone and forced to move across the country to live with her father, the man who abandoned her when she was six. Along with having to live with her dad, she finds out that not only will she be living with her dad, but also with an unexpected roommate. Alex, who is her age and living with Charlie, Paisley's father, is staying just down the hall from Paisley for the summer. How will she get through this grieving, fighting, and finding out who her true friends are?

"Rule number one," He whispers, pulling back to look me right in the eye, "Never let your guard down." He flashes me a cunning smirk as I stare at him, stunned at what he had just done. Only, he makes a mistake of turning to see what everyone else ahead of the bleachers is doing. I smirk and take a step back forcefully. Just as he turns his head back to face me, I swing my arm at his face. "No. That's rule two," I snap, "Rule one is never turn your back to your opponent." Faye Williams is not the type of girl who would call for the attention. However, she calls things as she sees them. Faye's not afraid to use her fist, for that's all she's ever known. Some call her a good girl while others call her a rebel. What most people don't know is that she's witnessed things that not many people get to witness. With an unstable mother who blames her for a needed divorce, she's seen, heard, and knows plenty. It's not until she moves to Miami, Florida with her dad, that trouble arises. Let's just say that the odds are not in her favor, especially when it comes to that notorious 'bad kid' Travis. Yet, for some reason, she feels that fixing the bad boy will mend herself. When a powerful gang leader, a notorious bad boy, vengeful mother, and two faced acquaintances enter the equation, Faye knows there's nothing to save her now. *Copyright © 2013* All rights reserved.

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

"You know what stood out to me when I first met you?" He asked me. I shook my head. "Most people who walk in here, I can guess where they'll go. Which genre, I mean. But you, you surprised me." "Why?" I asked. "Because you." He said. "You walked in here with a Fall Out Boy shirt on, and went straight for the classical section."

❝it's a story about a girl who wanted to die perfect.❞

❝Because sometimes I can never finish writing what I want to write.❞

❝ i'm never going to live up to what my sister is. no one will just accept me for me. ❞ © 2013-2014 kate aspen. all rights reserved.

It was an unspoken agreement between us. Some nights he would show up at my window and I let him in, no questions asked. And the next day, it was forgotten; we just continued on as the strangers we were to each other.

When Gracie Elwood comes back from teaching in France, she's ecstatic to find out that her sister's a bride-to-be. What she doesn't know is that her brotherly feelings towards her sister's fiancé, Jason, will grow into something more. Gracie's got to watch out. The beams of sunshine in her life will slowly start to dim, the storm is hovering nearer and lightning will strike sooner than she thinks ...

"These rules," he says, gingerly cupping my cheek. "This list, this idea, this fantasy you have of the perfect man is an ideal Ender. It's not real. But this," He steps forward, closing the space between us. "This is insanely real." Rule#53: Bad is never good. Never fall for a badboy because they are, and forever will be, one thing: Trouble. And nothing good can come out of trouble. Ender Collins had the perfect plan: Drift through the middle, survive her last year of highschool, and create the perfect checklist. Sure, writing the rules to the perfect guy can be hard when you can’t, well, test the rules. But when no guy is willing to look your way, you learn to get over it. When one night at a party ends with her witnessing something she shouldn't, she decides to take advantage of the situation the first chance she gets. Blackmailing the schools known and wanted badboy should be suicide. But Ender needs test subjects, and what better way to get them then to go to the womanizing source. When Jace agrees to her outlandish terms, Ender knows she has her ticket to the big league. Through ridiculous rules, hideous makeovers, and outrageous rules, Jace will make Ender the most wanted girl on campus. That is, if she can protect her heart along the way.