Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

She smiles and laughs like there's no care in the world. She lives everyday seeming to be normal. Hiding what happened to her. Hiding what tore her apart. Hiding her pain. Her smiles and laughs never reach her eyes though. Some smiles are real, some laughs are real. She looks happy, she wants to be happy, but she can't because it comes back to her like it happen yesterday that brings her back to sadness, to loneliness, to hide her truth from everyone. Iris is 17 years old. She had a rough past and is trying to live normal on her own. She works to keep a roof over her head and get back into school. She only needs one more year of high school. This will be the first time back into school in a few years and she has forgotten how it was like to be in a school. But what happens to her she does not expect.