"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry!" My face burned from the embarrassment of tripping over flat ground, and falling on top of a complete stranger, smashing my lips against his in the process. "No problem at all. It was the best kiss I've ever had," He smiled back at me, his beautiful eyes crinkling kindly. * * * Eighteen-year-old Sawyer Adams is too tall, lanky and awkward - the reason why she never gets asked out by boys her age and can't seem to fit in. That is, until she fell over and kissed a stranger in Barnes and Noble.

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

To hurt the one you love is one thing, but to do what they did is a completely different matter altogether. It's funny how one simple game of truth or dare ended in blackmail, love, hate and broken hearts. Now, as the story continues, the four young guys are trying hard to hold on to the girls they love. But the past they try to forget keeps coming back to them. Can they finally get everything straight and work it out, so they can be with the ones they love? Or is it all going to be too much? They never truly knew what they were doing when they started drinking and thinking about how they all have been dumped in the same week. With ideas, came actions you can never take back. Once they have you, not even a simple game of Dare can save you.

Sarah's senior year is coming up - and she decided to make the most of it. She is a girl on a mission: living high school to the fullest. Together with her best friend Emma she writes a bucket list for her last year in high school. Sarah is determined to experience everything she has missed out on so far, like "Have a food fight," "Get detention", "Be the hot topic of the rumor mill", "Crash a party" and many more. But little did she realize how her mission affects others as well. Will she be able to fulfill every task on her list? And is she really ready for new experiences, new friends and maybe even a new love...? (PLEASE NOTE: this is the unedited first draft of this story.)

"How do you choose from three kinds of perfect?" * * * * * Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston. My life changed when I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball The football captain who was my childhood best friend. An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent. My childhood nemesis who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile. How do you choose from three kinds of perfect? You just can't. Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper cover by @FvckHumans

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

Lindsay Wilson was born different from everybody else. No, she's not a vampire, werewolf, or some super hero. But she can use her whole brain to function. Lindsay knows everything about everything. She has a perfect, photographic memory, and she has mastered every single sport under the sun. She graduated high school when she was seven. Yeah, seven. But now, Lindsay's mom is forcing her back into high school so she can live a normal teenage life. Too bad the only thing that Lindsay can't do is fit in.

You ever been tricked? You know, had someone make you believe something entirely different from the truth ... No? Well, I have and let me be the first to tell you it sucks. But welcome to my life because everything, at first, is most definitely not what it seems...

Why, hello, my loyal enemy, surprised you ended up in the school newspaper? Sorry, I just couldn't let your rule breaking ways not be written down for the whole school to see. We all know that you're not afraid of breaking the rules, to get what you want. Don't let your ego run rampant (Oh, wait too late). Actions have consequences, you egomaniac, if you think this is bad watch out, I've only just begun. Because this is my payback for you doing the unthinkable ... - Brie

"As I sat on the toilet, I realized how badass I was being. First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside." Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.