"I don't feel anything towards Dylan Miller." Leela nodded, combing through the messy knots in my hair. "Whatever you say." "I'm serious!" "Look, just try not to move so much this time," she said, making me feel happy as she dropped the subject. "And stop blushing too." - Eight Letters. Three Words.
Seventeen year old Annabelle Smith has everything, a loving family, honorable grades, and a caring, best friend Matt. It may seem as if she has everything but in reality she doesn't. She has the perfect life at home but at school she's just the nerd, the loner, the freak. With only a best friend and her family, she fe...
[DISCONTINUED] (BECAUSE IT'S BADLY WRITTEN I HATE IT) We got married. A reality Show, but behind those, there's a script that every idol follows. Could it be true? This one could be true. In accident falling in love with each other...
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