Jordan Roberts was only six years old when she was sent to a juvenile detention center. She was sixteen years old when she got let out. Dealing with some not so friendly blasts from her pasts and a parent who not only doesn't understand her but replaced her with an entire new family is hard enough. Jordan has to start a new school with people who seemingly hate her and a bad boy who she keeps running into.

Copyright © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Started: September 23,2012 "I rule this school. They just don't know that it's me. Why should I tell them, anyways? I mean, what's the fun in that?" Crystal White started a blog when she was a freshman in Grand Dove Highschool. She started the blog called OrangeCookie just to let out her secret talents and her opinions in stuffs, uploading pictures and videos on it to make it more fun but making sure that no one knows or sees her face. She then realizes that the student body in GDH were reading her blog and is agreeing with every word she typed! She then naturally starts to rule the school and decides to continue ruling it for fun... secretly, that is. I mean, who in their right mind would suspect that the bullied nerd was their anonymous queen? Yup, no one. Thought so. Now Junior year, this guy, Zayden, gets MORE interested by this OrangeCookie. Seeing the videos and pictures of her, she must be a real hottie, and is really interesting. Really, REALLY, interesting indeed. He wants to know who OrangeCookie is. And he always gets what he wants. But can he? Can he really find out that the girl he's been bullying since forever is THAT mysterious girl?? Crytal smirks, " You won't know who I am. I am too smart and tricky to be easily tracked down."

Anastasia use to be overweight, pimple-faced, and nerdy. One day her classmates and a specific boy take things too far. Anastasia moves to New York and has been living her last 4 years as a Supermodel. What happens a when Fat-Annie has to go back and face all the people who tortured her pre-pubescent years.... Read now to find out ;)

It's hard being your hot best friend's fake girlfriend, but someone's got to do it. Jacey's been faking it with Mike for a year now and it seems like every night is the same. The arrangement has worked pretty well for both friends, Jacey gets to party as hard as she wants and Mike get's to spend time with his actual boyfriend. But lately, things are getting kind of complicated. Jacey's starting to get lonely despite her fake boyfriend and suddenly her one night stands aren't enough. Except one person seems to be doing a pretty good job of making her feel better, but Jacey is sure as hell not going to admit it's Chase The Dork. But when his annoying smirks stop being annoying and it turns out that Chace might care more than he lets on, Jacey needs to face the facts. Living a life where appearances are everything is a tough thing to do, and now more than ever so is just faking it.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

**Officially published as Clique Bait with HarperTeen!** Payment is usually a part of a basic transaction. You give and then you take. But, at Arlington Preparatory, people take at their leisure. They take their entertainment in the form of humiliation. They get what they want at the expense of their pawns. But they never pay. Chloe Whittaker has a hit list. But not exactly the murder kind. After her best friend is ripped from Arlington, punished for her fascination with climbing the hierarchy, she knows she has to end them. One by one. Revenge is sweet, and inflicting it is even sweeter. Only, what if someone she's determined to destroy, starts to win over her heart? Highest rank: #1 in teen fiction cover by @supernovass

"Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put Humpty together again." And so it begins. Second-in-command to the queen bee Chloe Collins, Erin Sanders seems to have it all: The looks, the wits, almost the entire student body falling down on her feet, and the attitude-or so she thought. In comes Chloe and Erin's alternate-and rivalry-duo: The devastatingly handsome, athletic and rebellious Kent O'Conell and Jason Matthews. Chloe hated Kent ever since he insulted her bright yellow dress by saying that it looked like someone had vomited on her-on the first day of kindergarten. So it's only practical that Erin hated Jason as well. But what happens when one day, Chloe and Kent shockingly announces to the whole student body about their secret relationship-all of which Erin never knew about. Forced to seek refuge to the only other person who's been left out cold by this secret, Erin and Jason work together to get to the bottom of their best friends' mystery, and may end up tearing down their own reputations in the process. Historical field trips. Spying at the carnival. One very big exploding burrito. Secret classroom meetings. And two very, very stubborn teenagers who will stop at nothing to get everything back to normal-but is normal even worth it? Because when Humpty Dumpty thought that he could climb the wall, he fell. And with these two, it's only a matter of time before they all fall down.

They're best friends. Well, at least they were until Jake gave into the struggles of being popular, and left his best friend Ericka behind. Imagine your best friend telling you you're not good enough anymore. The one you trust with everything you have and share your whole life with. Two years later, he's trying to start off where they left off. Can Ericka, or as he annoyingly calls her Ricky, forgive him for what he's done, or will she keep her guard up just in case?

The awkward, intelligent, and bespectacled Emma Leighs never expected to be shot on the very first day of her senior year in high school. Shot by a camera, that is. Emma Leighs has steered clear of every and any type of attention out there for pretty much her entire high school life, taking a liking to the more subtler things such as photography and caffeine-induced night blogging in her grandmother's humble cottage, all while perfectly content with hiding her dark history and secrets from the world around her. But the disturbingly beloved tradition of four attractive teenage boys, a broken camera, a downpour of rain, and a single photograph seems to finally acquire her of some (reluctant) friends. And maybe, just maybe, they'll teach her a thing or two about what she's been missing out on. (WARNING: Psychological and mature subjects are present in this story that could be triggering and/or intense for some, though the bigger lot of it mainly focuses on self discovery, accepting your flaws/mental disorders, and creating new bonds with the people around you as well as allowing them to be your support on the long road of recovery, so this story may be a bit slow paced. Swearing and mild language are also present. Read at your own risk.) Highest ranking: Teen Fiction #3

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.