Amelia Montgomery is one of Rosewood High's cheerleaders along with her best friend Stella Hayes. Her and Stella have been friends ever since kindergarten when Amelia fell off the monkey bars and Stella helped her up afterwards. Stella has a brother named Easton Hayes and he has always teased Amelia since she was seven. They both agreed that they thought he was a heartless prick who treats girls like rubbish. One Friday night Amelia decided to go to a party. At the party Amelia ends up slipping and falling into her worst enemies lap, but what makes the situation worse is the fact that some drunk dude accidentally stumbles into her causing her to slide forward and lock lips with none other than Easton Hayes. Oh how Amelia's life couldn't be anymore ruined. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I lean in so that our noses are touching which causes us to close our eyes as our breaths become more harsher. "I can't stand being friends with you. Everytime I see you all I want to do is push you against a wall and kiss you" he whispers out which makes me smile a little "So, what are you going to do about it?" I ask him teasingly with a breathless voice "This" he says before he connects our lips which makes me reach up and place my hands on his cheeks.

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION Griffin Tomlin is dead. And Clara's sister killed him . . . Four months after the murder, the entire town of Shiloh is still in shock. For Clara Porterfield, the normal world has crumbled around her in a million chaotic pieces. Now Clara lives in a new reality, where her sister awaits trial for murder, her mother obsessively digs in a dead, frozen garden, and her father lives and breathes denial. At school, Clara is haunted by her classmates' morbid curiosity-and all of the unspoken questions they won't ask. But none of them knows what she knows . . . Now Clara's sister wants something from her-the one thing in all of this that Clara isn't ready to face: the truth about what really happened that night. Because this story didn't die with Griffin Tomlin. There's another story that needs to be told. And sometimes, the lies we're told are nowhere near as deadly as the lies we tell ourselves . . .

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"Let's play who's most likely to, I'll go first" Tatsu suggested with a smile. She took a few seconds to think, the next 6 words soon came out of her mouth. "Who's most likely to commit murder?" ... When Niki, a girl from a middle school friend group, suggested that the 4 girls should all have a sleepover at her house like how they would when all of them were younger. No one hesitated to say no but when they soon found out the twisted horrors that would happen in the house, everyone wished they would've said an excuse not to go. Welcome to The Murder House. {This story contains Violence and brutal scenes, this story also contains mention of blood and gore. This story has bad language and might contain mentions of different disorders such as OCD, PPD, depression, anxiety and more. The story will also be joking about certain disorders, we mean no harm and it is solely for the purpose of entertainment. If you are sensitive to anything mentioned above please DO NOT read this book.} 𑁍Please note that we do not in courage anything in this book, anything mentioned is for the sole purpose of entertainment.𑁍