*Preview* "Hey, Dakoda?" Marc stopped me. I turned back to him. "Yea?" "Promise me something." His words paused any thoughts of wanting to just heading home now so I didn't get into more trouble, causing my heart to skip. He wanted me to promise him something? "Depends." Marc's head tilted, his eyes were frowning again, something he seemed to do often. He didn't seem to like my response. Maybe he was hoping for an 'abso-friggen-lutely!' He wasn't going to get it from me. "Promise me, that the next time someone hurts you, you'll tell me." I felt my lips twist into a rueful scowl and I shook my head. "Well, that's something I can't promise." I whispered, taking a step down the driveway. Marc's eyes glinted in irritation. "Why not?" He growled. I took a deep breath, set down my skateboard back on the ground, and was poised to kick off. "I don't like to lie to people I don't want to hurt."

The first day I met the strongest girl I would ever meet, she was crying.

*Previously Another Day Another Challenge* *Preview* That’s when I saw her. Now, I wasn’t one for all the romance crap, and I had my fair share of girls and their lips. Never once had I actually been in a relationship, and I hadn’t really ever thought about being in one. My mom kind of ruined the whole ‘werewolf mate’ thing for me, when she left my dad, who by the way, is a werewolf. Watching my dad try to pick up the shattered pieces of himself after my mom left... that had probably been the worst thing a kid my age could’ve seen at the time. The second being: witnessing your best friend’s-almost-death. Now I’m getting off track. The girl that walked in? Damn. She was a looker. By looker I mean if she had walked down a street, I literally would’ve stopped the car I was driving in, rolled down the window, and fell to the ground in a puddle of drool. She had fiery red hair that hung around her oval face in a curtain of flame. Freckles spattered the bridge of her nose, and lightly on her cheeks, while blue eyes flickered around the room, scanning over me and my friends. Her gaze stopped on me for a moment, before she blushed at my attentive gaze, turning to what I guessed was one of her friends. “Hey Saxon?” Marc spoke up. I turned to him. He pointed at the corner of his mouth, a smirk on his face. “You got a little drool...” **Sequel to Another Day In Paradise**

Thoughts of Dreamer with no Soul

**Previously Cruel Laughter* "You need to understand that I am an extremely pissed off person for no other reason other than the aggravatingly simple fact that I am stuck on this shitty excuse of a planet." I glared up at him from beneath my lashes as he took a cigarette out of his pocket, lighting the bud, inhaling for much longer than seemed healthy. "Ok." He agreed, exhaling slowly with a careful nod. For a moment, I sort of enjoyed the smell of the smoke permeating my senses. It reminded me of things -bitter things- but comforting all the same. "Ok."

Raven had "issues" as she likes to call them. She's told no one -even her own dad hardly knew what goes on in her head. She hated that he even knew what made her the way she is. But when she finds out her online friend is actually a secret account of Niall Horan's, she knew then, she couldn't even tell the mysterious boy she had slowly started to trust. But when Niall realizes Raven is hiding something, he try's his best to figure out a way to meet her. One problem. Raven refuses to even awknowledge the thought. Challenge, Accepted. (1D Fanfic)