*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

Cassie absolutely hates Aiden. There is not a strong enough word for her to express her hate for him. They have been horrible to each other since as far back as they can remember. When he shows up on her doorstep the day before summer vacation, Cassie has the surprise of her life. Her mom announces that he is staying the whole summer, because his mom has unexpectantly had to fly out of the state for work. Cassie's mom was only too keen to offer that he could stay with her and Cassie. But can Cassie and Aiden get along...or will it be the summer from hell?

Stella’s not like most girls. She doesn’t spend her nights talking about cute boys or who she’s going out with next week. Cause really, what’s the point in that? When a new kid, Jace Matthews transfers to her school, she’s probably the only girl not under his charm, making her Jace’s number one target. It seems like he just won’t leave Stella alone, and she’s left with her last resort: fighting fire with fire. Someone needs to teach pretty boy a lesson, and Stella’s the perfect girl to do it.

1. My hot shirtless neighbor just saw me in my Hello Kitty pajamas. 2. I'm starting a new school for the 5th time in my life. 3. My little brother likes to chase me around the house with a spatula. 4. My best friend is a real-life Barbie doll. 5. Somehow, I've been roped into playing matchmaker between the most unlikely couple ever. 6. I somehow managed to make a sworn enemy on my very first day of school. ...kill me now, please.