C O M P L E T E D "Keep that pretty little head of yours in a book and you're gonna miss out on life.." "What's life? The greasers and the socs constantly fighting? No thank you.. I'll stick to my book." Greasers; they are the lower class.. yet toughest you ever seen. They don't start the fights.. but they will sure as hell finish them.. and you can bet your ass you will be in the hospital when they're done. Socials/Socs; upper class. Snobby.. most are anyways. Always feel the need to pick a fight with the greasers, then cry to their rich mommy's and daddy's when they get their asses kicked. When the quiet social meets the loud carefree greaser what will happen when they collide? Ethan.. who's so down to earth, meets Liv who's head is in the clouds. "I'll show you the sea.. if you take me to mars." C O M P L E T E D *amazing cover by @ethansdreams << follow them!*

Addison was always told 'when opportunity knocks open the door' so what will occur when the humble Addison comes face to face with not only her dream but the problems along with it.

Audacity lived in a camp most of her life. She meets someone special that practically kidnaps her and takes her across the country. What happens when secrets become unveiled and lies are told, and she realizes not everything is what it seems to be. ••• Is that so?" Alec asked, leaning down to look me dead in eyes, annoyance clear in his eyes even though his face showed no such thing. "So, if I were to place my hands like this," he wrapped his right hand around my neck, lining his lips with my ear, "and squeeze like this," he pressed light pressure, his fingernails hiding beneath the fabric of his glove hardly digging into my flesh as I closed my eyes again, "you wouldn't be scared?" "No." I choked out. Ironically. He got off on watching me be afraid. And just like every time I was in my dark place, or when Katy finished with me-I did the one thing I always knew how to do. Make a joke out of it all. "-That turns me on," I said through a grin, snapping my eyes open to see his blazing blue eyes narrowing at me in slits. I was scared shitless, no matter how many time I reminded myself I shouldn't be, but that's just my nature-but seeing the small gap between his lips from being caught off guard made that inch of fear crawl back where it came from. I titled my head at him while he snarled his lip, yanking his hands back to himself and put space between us. "You're nasty." He sneered. "And you're psychotic." I snickered as I watched him eyeball me like he's coming to another conclusion of something in his head.