Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Brooke and Zac have been best friends since preschool. During senior year Brooke decides to transform the nerdy Zac into a super hot guy, so he would stop being bullied in school. What are friends for? Sadly, that backfires and Zac ditches Brooke for a more popular clique and starts to date the school's most popular girl. It really does take two to tango, so Brooke decides to fake date Zac's new best friend, Adam, in order to make him jealous. But, what happens when everyone falls for the wrong person? *disclaimer* this sucks so read at your own discretion (written in 2011/2012) like it really does suck please stop yourself

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