Noah needs Marjorie, so he does the only thing he can think of doing. He writes to her. (c) Jess Potter.

"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry!" My face burned from the embarrassment of tripping over flat ground, and falling on top of a complete stranger, smashing my lips against his in the process. "No problem at all. It was the best kiss I've ever had," He smiled back at me, his beautiful eyes crinkling kindly. * * * Eighteen-year-old Sawyer Adams is too tall, lanky and awkward - the reason why she never gets asked out by boys her age and can't seem to fit in. That is, until she fell over and kissed a stranger in Barnes and Noble.

COMPLETED - 6. 20. 2014 // ❝why did you call me gorgeous?❞ ❝because you are❞ © captivitea [two-thousand-&-fourteen] ((caution: I wrote this when I was like 12 so excuse my terrible writing, and I apologize in advance lol))

If all i could ever do is strive for perfection would i create life or self deception? Meet katherine conner . Perfection is what she strives for . What she lives for . What she wishes to be . What kills her to be . Perfection had always been her disease . Her cure ? Anorexia . She was the girl That finally stopped playing there song when she realized she was dancing alone the girl that ran like an arrow fired from a bow from all her troubles and imperfections . Everyone has a story right? Even the most screwed and fucked people do . It seems to me though that the darkest of people have the wildest lifes . They are the once who dared to walk on the wild side . The ones who werent your typical kind of insane . The ones you werent able to ever forget . They my dear are a story you couldnt read . The ones who you never will understand they are the ones that mattered the most . The ones that fought the most . And of course the ones who lost the most . They do whatever the hell they want because some birds arent meant to be caged thats all . This is katherine . A beautiful tragedy who lived her own personal nightmare . She had seen the dark and she had embraced it . She had seen things so diffrently . The girl who was drowning in hell the hell that was herself . Never really speaking her mind letting them in because even if she could where would she begin? This is her story . Her life . This is her . The real her cause everything they ever said was wrong . Wouldnt you take a walk on the wild side ?

A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014

a girl long dead and gone. a boy not accepting the fact that she's gone, and so he writes her little bits and pieces of what he's going through without her. [lowercase intended]

Kayla's senior year trip is supposed to be the icing on the cake. Good grades, a perfect boyfriend, and a future she's always imagined. But when their plane emergency stops in Rome, Italy because of a record-breaking storm, sixty seniors have to learn how to adapt. But in an airport not prepared, a language barrier and a miserably irritating neighbor hell-bent on annoying her, Kayla's in for more than the trip she bargained for. [This is now a published book! Find out inside where you can buy]

A/N: This is an unedited, significantly different version of the soon to be published novel by losangelesque aka L. Akhter. This draft was written when I was 15-18 years old and I highly encourage new readers to read the published version instead. Former high school football star Frank Novak meets profound and depressed loner Lolita Abri - and falls headfirst into love. Throughout the course of one school year, they unravel each other and their sadness, setting apart their differences and realizing that sometimes love isn't enough - and sometimes it just might be. [FIRST DRAFT] Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXTbhopy9ts © All Rights Reserved. Teen Fic #7 A Wattpad Featured story

"7:15, that's our time."

The conversations between Eli and Aeryn.