In a world where you're defined by class can anything else exist? "At the age of 16, each male and female must attend the earliest 'Summoning'. From there the ideal match is generated for each individual in a process known as the 'Sorting'. Once a pair have been matched, they will reside to the male's dwelling to live out their lives in harmony. If an individual is not matched at a Summoning, they must continue to attend until their match is Sorted. Failure to comply with these terms shall result in immediate imprisonment." - President Mangold ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the early ages both the caste system and the 'Sorting' were instituted. Society is based on a class system and the number of a particular caste branded on the left shoulder of each human. The caste system is rated from 1 to 5. Elle Silver is a 3. As is her twin sister, her mother and her father. On her 16th birthday, Elle and her sister Ana are summoned. Hoping to follow in the footsteps of her mother and father, Elle is anxious to find out who her match is and the caste he is from. Because as the her mother has always said: 'You would hope for your sake that you're not matched to a 1 or a 5.' Stereotypes are often accurate but occasionally they can be more wrong then you'll ever understand.

One guy. One girl. Two articles of clothing. A short story. ©2016 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting

Popular, good-looking, and arrogant, with a killer smile. That's Xavier Cassidy. Equally popular and good-looking, but also funny, smart, and boyishly charming. That's Ryan Cassidy. One's supposedly a "bad boy," but I blame the black leather jacket. One's the school's football star, even though he also plays basketball, baseball, and maybe even lacrosse. One's older, which means one's obviously younger. Everyone knows who they are, but I guess that's just the definition of popular. For the past three years I, Max McKinney, have just been an observer to their so called "awesome" lives, but then I smash my face into Xavier's locker, and he's hell-bent on never ever letting me forget it. With a few more slips, mall-trips, awkward-to-deep conversations, a secret admirer, and one party later I may find myself falling-for one of them at least ©2015 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting

Estelle Richards' parents don't celebrate Christmas. She doesn't feel like she's missing out on anything - she's just used to it by now. After a tragedy convinced her to follow her parents to New York about a year and a half ago, she's spent her previously outgoing life in the quiet. And she likes it. She likes it a lot. Noel Pearson is only tolerable on the subject of two things: his younger sister and Christmas. Since the latter is rushing up to meet them, he's determined to put on his brightest smile. But when he hears that there's a freshman girl who has never had a Christmas in her entire life, he decides that she's his next challenge. There's just one problem: he's got less than a month. Can he really teach Estelle Richards how to love Christmas in just twenty-five days? ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ Warning: this is a cute, cliché Christmas story. Read at your own risk! ChickLit #30 [02.12.14] Teen Fic #210 [18.12.14]

Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.

Charlotte Langdale is an exemplary student at her average public school. Until she gets the opportunity of a lifetime. The chance to attend the prestigious Preston College Preparatory Academy of Careers - where a full scholarship is provided to attend both high school and university. Of course she accepts instantaneously. _________ | Heir Series - Part I | 2nd version | [Currently Editing, Ongoing]

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

Jane Trevors was the tomboy of her town. In kindergarden she was the first one to climb up to the top of the play ground structure. In sixth grade she beat up a boy who had a crush on her. After that no boy had a crush on her again, or told a soul if they did. In seventh grade she joined the boys lacrosse team. Even though her mother was very against it, she went ahead anyways. To her fathers pride she became one of the countries best lacrosse players. When her father moves her and her family across the country to the top lacrosse high school school. She finds out that her new school is a posh school with stuck up bitches and jerks. All she wants to do is play lacrosse. But what happens when her team as well as more than half of the schools boys are trying to get her attention. What if five of them want her so bad they are willing to give up anything to be with her. But dont all boys have cooties? © copyright Molly_me12 please do not copy thx :) cover made by @tamedkiss #wattys2015

[COMPLETE ✓] Rumour has it that a new guy is joining our class this year. All the girls are going crazy, imagining all the case scenarios from cliché YA books: mysterious, rebel, bad boy, werewolf, fallen angel, even vampire! The worst part, I don't even think they have read the books; they only watched the films. However, it doesn't make much difference to me, it's not like he is going to see me. No one sees me. Oh but don't worry, I got used to this and I learnt to enjoy it. Believe me, being unseen has its perks. I'll show you. ⋙⋘ Illustrator: Sarah Bochaton