Socialladder Stories

Expressions écrites etc en anglais (corrigées)

It was a personal belief of mine that cliques weren't real. You know, fake, non-existent, whatever. I mean that in the sense that anyone can be part of a clique, anyone can be friends with the Populars or the Nerds, even. It just takes perseverance and a whole lotta guts. Note: it was a belief of mine. The keyword here being 'was'. ***** Hazel Woods is very open-minded, well, she likes to believe so anyway. It so happens that the cause of her open-mindedness stems from the fact that her group of friends consists of one Popular, one Nerd, one Cheerleader, a Wild and Other (herself). Her reasoning goes that if all these people from all these cliques can be friends, then anything is possible. And she means anything (well, humanely possible that is). So when a minor argument turns into an all - out war between the two biggest cliques of all, the Populars and the Not, Hazel is granted a spot on either side. The question is, which side will she choose? - indefinite hiatus -

When your name is Lilith Bass and you back to the Upper east side, all is well in NYC. The world is a social ladder and you seem to effortlessly be gliding to the top. When You return from your Trip to Europe you find your brother caught up in his old ways. Can his sister test him to break out of his habits? Or only push him further? When love is unintentional but hard and grief is unplanned and harder, how far can the siblings be tipped before one snaps? Only Gossip Girl knows all. And what happens when in my story, Dan is not GOSSIP GIRL? Instead a girl is. Someone we get to know to well? And everyone seems to get along with and love. At least a brothers certain best friend does atleast Well that one was a bit 'close to home'. The newly returned bass seems to be one to look out for. Be careful... I heard she has a famous Motto! Kill 'em with kindness. What out ladies! You know you love me. Xoxo, gossip girl. Oc x Nate Archibald Book one in the , ykylm xoxo Trilogy Generation one of three- Lilith Bass

When Janessa moves yet again, she doesn't think she'll ever make a friend again. In comes Daniel Acosta, who mocks her into punching him, breaking his nose!!! Later, in college she meets a dark haired cutie who asks her out. Is this the same boy who left her seven years ago, or someone else entirely? And will he leave her again? Janessa takes a chance and lets him into her otherwise empty life, thinking it will only last a few weeks at most, but what is this mysterious stranger thinking? Will her life become part of his, or will they fall apart and lose their connection forever? And what happens when another girl steps into the picture? Janessa gives Daniel all of her firsts unknowingly, her first date, first dance, and even first kiss. But will she finally realize her true feelings when they take it even farther? Find out in the heated tale of All My Firsts. Where your first friend could also be your first and only love.

Helloo people. You have stumbled upon another typical, set-in-school, cliche wattpad story. And, well if that's your type of thing then you've come to the right place! But even if that type of thing isn't really your cup of tea, give it a shot, who knows? You might like my story! :DD Meet April, who unfortunately was named after the month she was born in. And she, is a loser. And then there are her equally loser-y friends... Summer, who's personality is quite the exact opposite of her name, Luna, the strong-willed (and just basically strong in every way, mentally and physically) and mean (but actually has a soft side) one, and then there's the oddball, Gale, short for Abigail, but of course no one really calls her that. Separately, they're possibly the most annoying people you'd ever encounter in your life. But when they're all together... That's when things get a little out of hand.

High school sucks ,that's obvious. What's worse are the social groups they put you in. They define who you are ,or do they? Just because you're in the "unpopular" group doesn't mean you're any less important. Even the rejects and outcasts are great in their own way.