College is just like her old life . . . bleak. Surviving it won't be easy, especially when the girlfriend of the guy she's loved her entire life would rather see her dead. So much for that clean slate. Instead she's constantly looking over her shoulder, watching, waiting and worrying. Lucky for Emma she met The Senator's Son. Zach Walker is the typical rich kid . . . or is he? He's all heart, not like all those other guys. She isn't supposed to fall for him. She doesn't even know if she can trust him. He is completely tempting and totally out of her league. Please note - there is profanity and sexual situations. All rights reserved. I hold copyright so my work cannot be copied in any form whether in print or electronically, or any other form for that matter. So please, don't plagiarize. It's not nice.

Josephine Marie Laken is a girl who just wants to be the perfect daughter to her parents. She craves to bring home perfect grades, even though it stresses her out to no ends. When she agrees to tutor a student in History as a favor to Mr. Harbors, that will also help raise her grade, she didn't know just what she was getting into. And she wondered; if I did know how everything would go from there on, would I have changed anything? Or would I have walked straight down the road of ruins anyways?

"I don't know why she's with me, I only brought her trouble since the day she met me." The Script

“I like it like that! HEY! Windows down chillin’ with the radio on” the hot chelle rae song boomed from my headphones. I ran on the trail through the woods breathing heavily with each step when BOOM! I blindly collided with something making me fall back. It all went black. Hi. I’m Soranna. But most people call me sora for short. I’m 18 and 5’ 6”. I have long blonde hair that reaches the middle of my back and pacific blue eyes. I live in a small town in London and live with my slutty room mate Keera who seems to not know how to close her damn legs. My home is a boarding school that my parents sent me to as a freshmen in high school because I was their second child and they didn’t want me to go down the “wrong path” like my oldest brother who got into drugs at the age of 15. He’s in jail now for dealing drugs. I think they just didn’t want to deal with me as a teenager. Some parents they are. I wrote them a letter the other day explaining to them how when I graduate they shouldn’t expect to see me back home in new york. I’m staying in London.