Claire Johnson; a smart, talented musician who wants to pursue a life in music, but not only in music. When a huge tragedy occurs, Claire feels like her world is falling apart. She has to live with her cousin in Nebraska. She's sad, but she wants to be positive and strong for her parents. When she meets Shawn she thinks he can be her friend and slowly develops a crush. When Shawn meets Claire, he feels a connection with her. He sees something different about her and it's not that she's Jack Johnson's cousin, but another sweet and talented girl. Shawn wants to know about her, get to know her and this is the story Shawn Mendes develops a crush *2018 Version* Alone is now available as a physical book and ebook through Amazon! For copyright reasons, only the first 15 chapters will be up here on Wattpad. This is just a glimpse of the story! If interested in having your very own copy of Alone you can search for: "Samantha S Webb" or type in "Alone: A teen fiction". Link will also be on profile and message board

"Yeah, But-" I tried to say. "No more buts. Just get your cute little butt to bed so we can cuddle." He commanded. People do crazy things just for the thrill of it. Zoe Tyler never experienced or understood that. That was until she met Matthew Espinosa. The boy who taught her how to love and be a little Reckless. This book cannot be duplicated or altered without my permission. All ideas and quotes (unless given credit) are mine. Copyright © 2014 by ayecalifornia

"you're so big and bad, fight me bitch." a punch was soon thrown. a crowd surrounded them. they kept on fighting until two teachers separated them but while getting pulled apart, their lips brushed against each other's. - story credits: traplordmaloley all rights reserved » lifeasclaire

All around the world numerous teenage boys and girls had to hide their true feelings from the world because it was so un-natural that they would be considered abnormal, and they hoped; wished, that someone could come out before them so they wouldn't be the ones starting the trend. (WARNING: THIS IS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE WHERE MANY THINGS ARE DIFFERENT. IF YOU ARE AGAINST ANY OF THE THINGS CONTAINED IN THE BOOK, GOODBYe!) all rights reserved - lifeasclaire

My teeth were shivering and my hands were shaking as they held my jacket as tight to me as it could go. My feet were gently tapping against the cold elevator floor as the young man - probably my age - sat across from me mumbling incoherent words. I swiftly took out my phone, checking the time and trying to get service. "Who needs a social life?" The young man mumbled. I looked up, confusion etching onto my face as I see him grin at me. "What do you mean?" I asked. The young man grinned even wider, humming a lullaby-like jingle. "I mean, who the fuck needs a social life? I have the voices in my head to keep me company." The boy chuckled, seeing my horrified expression. "And to think those pesky doctors tried to silence them." - all rights reserved • lifeasclaire [note: i do not condone violence or drug use of any kind; this book was made solely for fiction purposes.]

"i'm still looking for that guy, the one that has the crown engravement. have you seen him?" "i'm sorry, you're out of luck." - in which a royal and a poor are made for each other, and eventually fall in love. #20daysofupdates all rights reserved ♡ lifeasclaire 2015

"I told you I was sorry!" A punch was soon thrown. The star-crossed lovers went at it, punch after punch after punch. And even though they still loved each other oh so dearly, it took more than three nearby pedestrians to pull them apart. While at it, their lips brushed against each others, creating a spark they hadn't felt for a while. -------- sequel to fight; all rights reserved - lifeasclaire

" You are my little city that I can always runaway to, where I can find my sanity, and where I can find myself at 3 am thinking of you. Just you, Zoe." (( a sequel to reckless )) This book cannot be altered or duplicated. © Copyright 2015 All rights reserved.

paranoia :: rewritten "Why are you doing this!?" She cried, holding her freshly-wounded hand as she tried to prevent anymore blood from spilling out. "Because," He paused, making sure to make his next words ruthless. He inched towards her second by second, his heavy-set boots kicking the gravel under him. His voice held a different emotion than his eyes. His eyes gazed at her solemnly, but his voice laced with hatred, and it was eating at the cries for help from her. "Your friend fucked with the wrong person." content may not be revised or remade in any way shape or form without consent -- lifeasclaire