{#1 in teenagers} {#2 in fiction} {#2 in popular} "You better not tell anyone about this." "Aw why not? I'm sure your fandom of desperate girls would love to know that their precious prince charming needs a babysitter." I smile innocently back at his death glare. "I'm serious, nerd. I could make your life hell." ------------------------------------------------------------ Marnie Jones is an ordinary 11th grader. Her only intentions are to get good grades and save money for college with her babysitting job. Everything is going to plan. Until she gets a job babysitting the high school bad boy, Zeke Blakely. The two come from complete different social groups, and Marnie automatically hates Zeke and his big ego and cocky attitude. He's a player. He's dangerous. He's reckless. She's safe with an overthinking problem. As the two are seen hanging around school together, attention gets drawn to Marnie. Which she hates. But she also catches the eye of a handsome jock, too. And why, you ask, does a 17 year old boy need a babysitter? You'll have to read to find out. WARNING: contains vulgar language and mature scenes.

Mariam is a devoted Muslim. She goes about her high school life in the remembrance of Allah (S.W.T) and never misses a prayer. She is considered a "good girl," being nice to everyone and treating them equally. But then there's Damian, the one guy that gets on her nerve. They are complete opposites. She believes in God, he believes in #YOLO. Mariam strives for top grades and Damian strives for top babes. Everything he does pisses Mariam off - as much as she tries to focus, he is there to make her life hell and sway her from the straight path. Mariam & Damian are at a constant war, battling over the existence of God and the meaning of life. When Damian's life starts to take a turn for the worst, Mariam steps in, showing him the light of hope. But dealing with a bad boy doesn't always go the way Mariam intended. And so she finds herself in a bet - a bet that could either be the end of her, or the start of Damian. Highest Rank: #1 in Spiritual 16/08/16, 23/08/16 & 05/09/16

[My stories do NOT represent Islam, they represent most Muslims nowadays] ~~~~ "So I can't be this close to you?" Brody softly asked, pretending he didn't know the rules of my religion. "THEN LEAVE", he added pointing towards the door. And that's when it hit me, it wasn't him who was holding me there.. it was my own body that was craving for his touch. "LEAVE!", Brody shouted. I was looking at him, not moving any part of my body. He grabbed my waist with both hands, pulled me closer to him until our bodies touched. "You have no idea how many times I've dreamt of this moment", Brody whispered. ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ She is; Kind Caring Intelligent Helpful And Muslim He is; A bully A jerk Annoying Cocky And is unsure about his believes He used to bully her, she used to hate him... But what will happen when they get paired up with eachother for their project? And will one of them develop feelings for one another? Read and find out. •Also, this story involves religions like Islam but that doesn't mean that the characters in this story are perfect.. We all make mistakes• And Allah (Subhana Wa'Tahala) is the best of planners. [Holy Quran 8:30] Highest ranking: #1 [multiple times]

"What was that?" He came closer and closer as I step back with each step he took. "What was what!? I can hang out with whomever I want, it's none of your business." I snapped when I felt a wall behind me. Of course the damn wall had to be there. "It is my business and you know why? Because you're my wife, get it?" His face were inches away from mine as his mint breath fanned my cheeks. "Since when do you care that I'm your wife?" I whispered, my heart was going insane. "Since forever, Layla." He brushed my cheeks with his warm hands. "You belong to me and the angels are witnesses for that." ________________ None Muslims are welcome^^ #1 Teenagers🎊 #47 teen 🎉 #37 school 🎊 #3 spiritual 🎉