“I’m Mason,” he said. I nodded, and clicked the X in the corner of the computer screen so that it would go back to the home page. “And you?” he asked, and I looked at him, a questioning look on my face. “Your name,” he added, cocking his head to the side, “you do have one right?” “Hazel.” He looked at me for a moment, and then he laughed, one of those deep laughs that could warm your heart. “What is it?” I asked, tugging on my shirt just incase it had ridden up, which the fabric had a tendency to do. “Your eyes aren’t hazel,” he replied. “Neither are yours,” I retorted and he rolled his eyes. “But my name isn’t an eye color is it?” he asked. “Look,” he commanded, and I looked over to find him straining to keep his eyes comically wide. ”My eyes are green,” he announced, but he didn’t need to. They were a bit striking, and I noticed them the moment he walked in ...

❝oh, to go to london and fall in love with an english boy.❞ [the name amelia + red hair] x certain cities + [english names / romance] = 31 days of amelia written in participation of the [im]perfection dare, by beyoutiful1D may twenty sixth; short story number seven (that's on the bottom of the first page); romance number seventy three (asdf). may twenty eighth; appeared on the what's hot page. (© promethean 2013; cover by promethean)

Eloise Danford is a good girl. She gets great grades, is polite to nearly everybody she meets, has an excellent relationship with her parents, and has never been one to party wildly. Things change though, when Ellie's cousin drags her to a party where she's never met anybody. It seems to be just the freedom she needed to finally let loose and go just a little crazy. She meets Tyson, the gorgeous, mysterious, green eyed guy who decided to dance with her. When Ellie wakes up from her wild night out, she decides to try moving past it, but that's not so easy when your school is full of rumor hungry teenage girls who love getting the latest gossip. Will she ever be able to move one with that night? Or will everything always come back to that one night? cover image from Oana Befort, edited by me.

What would have happened if Katniss didn't take Prim's spot in The Hunger Games? Would anything be any different? Would a new story unfold? This is my version. *WARNING: Things have been changed. Don't say I didn't warn you.*