Michael Clifford is the sweet, funny boy next door who is friend-zoned by the girl he's liked since second grade. Hope Taylor is the notorious girl behind the white picketed fence who has held his undivided attention for years. Going into their twelfth year of high school, Michael knows that he has to make her his this summer, but was having his best pal Luke Hemmings over at the same time as Hope a bad call? Michael's confident that Luke won't break the 'Bro Code', but only time will tell. Follow along in the twisting chapters that start as a 'cookie-cutter', cliché fanfic, and mold into a serious and concentrated book. This book will be mass edited shortly :)

in which a girl with purple hair writes a note on a desk and things are never the same again

"We're like the stupidest people ever." "Yeah, we kinda are."

- because this moment simply is -

Drew Rangle, quarterback of his high school football team, is dating gorgeous cheerleader, Elle Martin. When Drew's parents ask Elle's full-figured twin sister, Em, to stay with Drew during their month long vacation, Drew discovers more about himself than he ever wanted to know.

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

Written by Han-Rawr I'll update when she does and I take credit for the cover. But that's it.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

"Meet me," He laughed. "Midnight, train tracks, and don't you dare be late. I'll be the random outcast. Just... waiting." // A tale of a quiet girl and the rebel boy, who are both outcasted by society, and find comfort in one another. © AnotherReject

The story of how a girl and boy meet, and it all started with two cups of pumpkin spice lattes. lucasislovely // 2014