Seventeen-year-old Charlotte James has it all. She has the grades, the looks, and the friends. She is also a shoo-in for valedictorian of her class. Everything is going according to her plan. Or at least it was. In early January of her junior year, Charlotte is diagnosed with mesothelioma; a type of terminal lung cancer. She is told by all of her doctors that she has only eight months left to live. At most. Stunned, Charlotte takes time to reflect on her life and realizes that she must face her fears and do something she thought was in her past. In hopes of making herself feel better before dies, Charlotte decides to rekindle the broken friendship with her ex-best friend and former childhood crush, Nathan. Nathan, who she hasn't seen since their horrific fight four years ago. But she isn't going to let her fear control her. Not this time. She needs to do what's right. One camping trip, two strangers, and three weeks to make things right. ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ this book is not edited completely!! the printed version will be a little different FYI

After the suicide of her best friend, Temi struggles with mourning and effectively healing. All the while, she's juggling a college career and an emotionally unavailable, politician-mom. As if things couldn't get worse, Temi's mom hires a bodyguard to watch over Temi while she grieves to prevent her from doing anything "stupid". Isa's presence at every moment of Temi's day is the last thing both of them want. But what happens when this initially outrageous situation blooms to be something unexpected? A story of grief, healing, and hope.

Lilly's family are different from other people's. They each have a crystal which controls who they fall in love with. They have two years, from their eighteenth birthday to their twentieth, to find this 'soul mate'. Lilly's big brother Harry died because he didn't find his in time and Lilly is petrified that the same will happen to her so when she finds hers on the first day she is beyond relieved. There's just one small problem. She's a woman. (WARNING: This story is simply the first draft and mostly written by a fourteen/ fifteen-year-old me. It isn't the best!)

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }