Book Two of TGGBB Series Naomi Lorraine, who used to be or still known as Nerdy Naomi, looks forward in her thick rimmed glasses to a life without the fear of being bullied. She no longer has to take up the laughs, insults, and bruises high school once gave her, at least she hopes not as much. With her bullies finally realizing there's no point to dedicating their lives to make one person miserable, Naomi thinks she can live out the rest of her life normally. That is until her childhood friend, Dominic, crashes back into her life, throwing out that hope of having a normal life- Not like she had one in the beginning. That is because she has the Three Musketeers -Bennett Frazier, Jordan Wallace, and Declan Lynch- by her side. Together, they faced the adventures life threw at them and would have never thought that anything, or anyone, could break them. Oh, but don't worry. Really, you're overthinking things here. This is nothing to stress over about. It's still quite simple really. She's still their good girl. And they're still her bad boys. Right?

"How do you choose from three kinds of perfect?" * * * * * Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston. My life changed when I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball The football captain who was my childhood best friend. An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent. My childhood nemesis who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile. How do you choose from three kinds of perfect? You just can't. Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper cover by @FvckHumans

When you've got beauty, brains and the supernatural ability to move things with your mind, taking over the family business should be a walk in the park, right? Not so much if the family business is being the Angel of Death. Copyright © 2016 CrayonChomper

Aimen tried to be normal for once. But that doesn't work when your friends force you into ultimate savageness and you became the Anaconda of the high school jungle, on the hunt to take down the lion prowling around like he owns the place (and your underwear). +++ Meant to increase the awareness of teenage STD's, slut shaming, gender fluidity, queers, heterosexuals and how fucked up high school can really be-all in a comedy of course. #7 in Humour

Every story needs a catalyst. For Wren Jamison, it was Walter Quinn. * * * * * Catalyst. Science will tell you it's a substance that speeds up change. So I looked forward to the day I would stop being a sleeping in, semi-seriously homeschooled, number one Dave Franco fan girl. But I never thought that day would come so soon, so quickly – and I never figured that Italian sports cars, designer clothes and an army of girls ready to claw my eyes out would come with it. And what exactly did I need to do to turn from a completely nutty nobody to the kind of person everyone kept their eye on? Simple. Just Add Walter. Copyright © 2014 CrayonChomper

Warning: this is probably cliche "So I'm the arrogant one now?" Yes I'm in another argument with the one and only Kyle Coldwater. "You've always been the arrogant one Kyle." I tell him shaking my head. (Authors POV) Kayla Hansen was a typical teenage girl, she had blonde hair, brown eyes, was remarkably sarcastic, and had the BIGGEST crush on the school's bad boy. Nobody knew about that though seems how she always acts like she hates his guts. Kyle Coldwater was very different. He had dark brown hair that was almost black, grey eyes, and a wonderful smile that he usually replaced with a smirk. He slept around, shoplifted, had tons of rumors rumors floated around about him, most of them not true. They never thought their life's would change, but I'm possible of anything and everything.

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper