Prep Stories

"She's the one they call 'Oh, Whatsername'!" Tessa Copeland has always had a reputation about her. But when her parents have had enough of the rumors, stories, and adventures that constantly follow their daughter, it's off to boarding school. The school of choice? Pency Prep. A uniform, ultra strict prep school located along the east coast. Housing students from the families of millionaires, Tessa is automatically an outsider with her financial-aid scholarship and band tees. Enter four boys: Gerard, Mikey, Frank and Ray. Together, they wreak havoc on the school, and unravel secrets that prove everyone has a little blood on their hands.

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When Marina Pendleton has to start class at St. Frances Prep, a boys only prep school, it may be more than she bargained for. Will she be able to rise above it all? All content copyright to me (except photos)

"I couldn’t help but wonder if there was a special place in hell for people who screwed up the best friendship they had because they had these wild, greedy ideas about getting with their bestfriend. I’d have to look into that." It takes one party to notice that your close friend has changed over the summer—in good ways. It takes one weekend to realise that you have more in common then you first realised. It takes a week to decide just how much you like him. And from then on it’s just this big downward spiral. In the big year of exams, football, drugs and girls, Adrian did not expect to drift towards Kai. Kai—the low-key editor of the yearbook who is, most definitely, not a girl. Adrian can’t exactly imagine how he’d explain what he feels to his parents...or his girlfriend. Soon it’s less ‘am I or aren’t I?’ and more ‘will I or won’t I?’ when things start to get really interesting in a bouncing castle at an eighteenth... A semi-autobiographical story, this is an adventure through identity and romance, drinking cruisers and driving BMWs, early Saturdays and late Fridays, caramel lattes and spontaneous trips to beach houses—this is Completely, Definitely, Gray.

Becoming a pilot in India is an exciting yet challenging journey. Aspiring pilots must clear the DGCA (Directorate General of Civil Aviation) exams to obtain various licenses, including the Commercial Pilot License (CPL). To clear these exams, solid ground training is essential. Ground classes cover theoretical aspects of aviation, which are crucial for success in the DGCA exams.

"It only takes two broken people to make something as beautiful as love ugly." Life is disappointing. You breath, You eat, You talk, You wake up, You sleep.Then in the end it will only lead you to one possible scenario. DYING

Mikey and Gerard are sent to boarding school. Mikey immediately sees something he likes, but that something likes Gerard. Will it end in Frikey or Frerard? Read and Find out! Yeah, I suck at summaries.

Hello! I'm writing a Fan fiction..or Romance..Well as you know i'm a kpopper and i love Kpops..Since I wanna be a little be extra ordinary..i'll Make a Cheerleader..Jocks..Preps..And this average girl Fan fiction.. So i hope you enjoy t'ill the end of this story! ^-^ Thanks for voting

Ivy gordon is in for the semester of her life. A rebel at heart, she has a sense of humor, is not afraid to talk back to people, and dares to be different. She doesn't care about wearing designer labels and personally would rather be rocking out to music than doing nails and gossiping with girlfriends. But once she is forced to attend a NYC prep school in the upper east side of manhatten she is in for a big mess. Everyone there acts the same and dresses in designer clothes. Everyone acts the same, like big NYC snobby brats. Things take a turn once she insults the schools hottest jerk, makes enemies with the school's queen bees, pisses off numerous teachers, and falls for the schools loner. Ivy turns this Big apple prep school to one big mess! (written in first person)

shh. do you hear it? champagne bottles popping, porsche doors closing, gucci heels clicking, penthouse doors closing, personal chefs' knives clanging... that's the sound of the upper east side.