Sonia Jayme isn't sure whether there's more drama in William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet or in her own unfortunate life. She's willing to bet the play she's writing to replace the Bard's as her school's winter production (because she, like the rest of the world, is tired of Renaissance heterosexual tragedies) that it's the latter.

Jayme Campbell's older brother commits suicide on Christmas Day. Except she's not sure it was suicide.

Julie Xu did not expect to find love surrounded by 20 cats, 10 dogs and the slightly stake scent of cat litter, but if this is the case, let the puppy love ensue.

January Winter's hopes of entering one of her homemade ice cream flavors into New England's 1st Annual Contest are dashed when she realizes she has no way of getting there - until she convinces her stoic coworker, Wyatt, to teach her how to drive.

A tale of roller coasters, water slides, pretty girls, and other things that (may) make your heart race. - In which 17 year old Violet Mendez learns 3 key things while working at an amusement park over the summer: ice cream is better when you're drunk, real friends will push you down water slides, and love is not particularly boy-girl exclusive.

A/N: This is an unedited, significantly different version of the soon to be published novel by losangelesque aka L. Akhter. This draft was written when I was 15-18 years old and I highly encourage new readers to read the published version instead. Former high school football star Frank Novak meets profound and depressed loner Lolita Abri - and falls headfirst into love. Throughout the course of one school year, they unravel each other and their sadness, setting apart their differences and realizing that sometimes love isn't enough - and sometimes it just might be. [FIRST DRAFT] Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXTbhopy9ts © All Rights Reserved. Teen Fic #7 A Wattpad Featured story

I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.

“i give a fuck. i give a lot of fucks, actually. i'm a prostitute of feelings.”

To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.