Trails of High School
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"You can't walk up on everyone Andrian" Stormi said annoyed.
"As a matter of fact I can" Andrian said before stepping on Aaron's shoulder and one could hear some crack. Aaron was kneeling at his mercy.
"Your words not mine" He said and she was shocked. Aaron groaned loudly and Andrian pushed him away.
"You're evil!" Stormi said but he just laughed. The whole class watched.
Megan looked from Andrian to Stormi without a word. Infact she had a frightened expression and Andrian walked towards Stormi.
"I'm known by different names but I am Andrian Kapono. Evil is just a flavor" Andrian said without a smile and pulled Megan with him before exiting the classroom with Ares trailing behind.
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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 2015Concluida
The Bad Boy Has A Soft Spot
Oil doesn't mix with water, we were taught that when the teacher was ranting about the basic laws of science. It doesn't combine just like how light is always separate from the darkness. But what if they unified? In one word, disaster! This happened to a senior and a freshman at university. With the boundless arrogance of a wealthy and powerful heir combined with the neverending will for justice of a mundane, they declared arch-nemesis against each other and waged war. But after a particular red stain, black notes, an alligator and a bucketload of glue later, she will have to persist in denial and he will have to learn to be less possessive to soothe their growing affection for each other. The question is, will they give in? *in the process of editing and rewritingConcluida
The Bad Girl Wears Pink ☑️
|| HIGHEST RANKS: #13 in HUMOR #79 in TEEN FICTION || If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into licorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play." ~*~ When two very unlikely paths cross, it turns into chaos, vengeance and the ultimate revenge schemes. Has Blade Collins finally met his match? Or has he met the devil himself in the form of a high school girl? One, who he didn't even know existed only twenty minutes ago. But now he does, and what's left to do... but finish the war that has started.Concluida
The Hating Game
Mia walker.funny and most bubbly person you will ever meet.she has good life,good parents,a lot of friends,and just really popular.she is not afraid to speak her mind.one thing that does come with her is she's not afraid to tell you if she likes you or not.she does have one problem and is not a thing.but person. Henry Madison. also known as the notorious bad boy.you know, the guy in every romance story that sleeps with everyone and has like 100 girlfriends? yeah him.he is one of the popular boys in the whole high school.he gets into fights and gets on mia's nerves so bad.he is also one of the hottest guys in the whole school,even mia can agree. ever since they were younger they never got along.he was always so mean to her when she didn't do anything to him.they never agreed on anything.but what's worse then anything is that he knows everything about her,her eye color down to what she ate for breakfast that morning.its like they were playing a game where they hate each other but couldn't deny the tension that happens between them.no matter what the tension was,like hate tension or the complete opposite.what happens when her parents get in a huge accident and she has to go live with him and see him everyday for a year? ***** "i hate you!"i yell at him with my whole chest. "no you don't,you fucking want me."he whispers in a low voice. "no i fucking don't."i whisper back to him as hot tears run down my face.there's no need to lie anymore. he then steps at close to me and bends down until his mouth reaches my ear. "fuck. you." he whispers,sounding out ever syllable in the words. i back away from him and look him dead in the eyes.i have had enough of his bullshit.before even thinking,i step closer to him and slap the living shit out of his cheek.he steps back and touches it. before giving me time to process what i just did, he charges towards me and grabs my throat and smashes his lips into mine.
Bad Guys
WARNING: This is a no morals dark romance story. Read at your own risk. Are you looking for a kind and loving heroine, to follow through an inspiring adventure for love and happiness? Well you won't find that here. Because the guy is bad, and the girl is worse... Apple had always been a lonely girl. She was different from the rest. In a way she could never change. And if she wanted to fit in, she would need to strip every piece of herself bare and start from scratch, remodel herself bit by bit into the perfect and untouchable girl she wanted to be. Especially if she didn't want a repeat of middle school. Cassian, on the other hand, had never struggled with making friends. Boys worshipped him, and girls flocked to his feet for attention. He had a natural playfulness and charm which always drew people to him. However, when Apple was first brought to his notice in the 7th grade after a certain event, both of their lives changed forever. And Cassian grew to hate Apple more then he'd ever hated anyone before. What could have happened between these two all those years ago? And will they finally reconcile now that they're in their final year of high school? Or will their mutual hatred escalate into something with actual lives at stake.
Dancing On The Edge Of A Knife
When Ester Celeste finally used that coupon for free dance lessons with the famous Sierra Stone, she did not expect it to be the start of a new life. Whilst she did want to try out new things and accept new challenges in 2018, Ester wasn't quite so sure about how to do that. As a start, those dance lessons seemed to do the job...until Devon Stone came into the picture. A stubborn, rich and devilishly handsome looking man. Devon made everything harder for Ester without any apparent reason. Well, maybe she shouldn't have kicked him so many times. But Ester just couldn't help it. He would be mean and she just acted out of impulse. He would be inappropriate and Ester once again acted out of impulse. It seemed like the two just didn't get along but the universe kept pushing them together. As if it had a plan for the two. However, the task of facing new challenges was not simple. But Ester still had to do it. Especially when they were thrown her way and she had no other choice than to deal with those challenges... to deal with Devon Stone. . . . (Scene right after Ester first met Devon) Ester sighed and turned around again, just to let out a high pitched scream. Her heartbeat picked up speed within a millisecond when a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. But before she could turn around and run, she realized it was Devon. "What is wrong with you?" He asked her, covering his ear. Ester glared up at him as she pulled her leg back and kicked him in the shin. Devon's eyes widened as he doubled over and held his leg. He let out a pained groan and looked up at Ester in bewilderment. "What the fuck?!" He yelled at her, making her flinch slightly. "What? You scared me, I didn't know it was you." She smirked, letting Devon know how much of that statement was true. "You bitch." He straightened his back and grabbed Ester by the shirt as he roughly pulled her towards him. She gasped and placed her hands on his chest, trying to build some distance between them. . . .Concluida
The Handsome three ( COMPLETED)
"Hey! She already said she was sorry. What more do you want?!" I screamed loudly in his face. His face turned from angry to shocked. No one had ever yelled at him that way at school before. He narrowed his eyes at me."She ruined a very expensive shirt so she needs to be punished for it," he responded, his green eyes lit with hate and anger. "So?! You probably have a million other shirts just like it. You spoiled rich boys have no respect for others. You think you're better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, you are the worst of the worst." I said. I couldn't believe what I had just said. I realized I had given myself a death sentence as the words flew out my mouth. Duke was quiet for a few moments then he finally replied. "You better watch what you say girly," he said as he brushed past my shoulder. His two buddies following him from behind. I couldn't believe what I just did. It felt so invigorating. I felt as though I had an adrenalin rush. I knew that this feeling would not last for long though because I just gave the H3 a new target. Me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosette just wanted to have a nice and quiet high school life, however, high school life at Highland High Private school is anything but nice and quiet. Rosette was able to go to this school because she received a scholarship however, the school is run by three rich boys named the H3 (Handsome three). They go around just bullying everybody and anybody who makes them mad. What is worse is when a person is targeted at the school the whole school bully's them as well. One day Rosette decided it was enough and confronted Duke, the leader of the H3. After that, her whole life began to change.Concluida
The Short and The Furious ✔
It's true what they say -you should never kiss your roommate. Something that Everly Peyton and Ares Dante prove quite excellently. But there's something else that they could tell you as well: if you're going to fall in love with your roommate never let them fall in love with you too. Keep them at a distance. Well, for five years, Ares and Peyton completely disregard that rule. And once it starts to become real, once they start to think that falling in love (and kissing) their roommate couldn't be that bad after all- -though it still bringing up some negative connotations- -there's this one big hurdle they have to come over. Family problems. Betrayals. Shotgun-reactions. Abuse. When falling in love with your roommate goes wrong, what do you have left? Not a place to live, not your same life, not your normal routine, or friends, or happiness. Neither of them know how long it's going to take the other to get over or heal from it, but when more of their pasts unravel, when they're pushed back together and can't ignore the other's pain? They force themselves to move on. But moving past heart break is always harder than it seems. **I no longer agree with ideals/things I wrote bc I was a child***Concluida
Drowning Desires
Maura Leighton has a dark secret from her home city that she is running away from. She moved to a small town in hopes no one would recognise her there, that she could put the past behind her. Maura only wants to get through the rest of the school year without complications, but when you are the new kid at school, everyone has their eye on you, figuring you out. Adrien Rayne suffered through the worst school break imaginable, once he returned home he is hoping to be able to quietly put it in the back of his mind and carry on with school, though that turns out harder than he thought when he discovers the girl who turned his break into hell had moved to his school. And he knew her dark secret. Maura and Adrien spend the last half of their senior school year battling darkness from both their present and past. What makes it difficult is when they merge into one. It becomes even harder when the two have an undoubted sexual connection that they can't ignore no matter how hard they try, even when they know how wrong they are for each other. • • • Suddenly there was a large tug on the back of my head, someone had yanked my ponytail. I spun around as much as I could, their grip was strong on my hair. I saw my brown hair in a tight grip, I trailed my eyes up a male's tattooed arm towards a pair of dark grey eyes, his eyelids were red and puffy, as if he had been crying, or he was high. His face was set in a glare, his dark hair, messy, as if all he had done to get ready was shake his head around. It was the guy, Adrien, who was separated from Riley's group. He was tall. I was average height, maybe even slightly above average but Adrien towered over me, I had to look up at him. "What fucking right do you have to come to his school." Adrien snarled. He knew. I didn't know him though. • • • warnings: mature themes and violence, drug abuse, mentions of overdose, mentions of sexual assaultConcluida
~Why Stop Now
"We were just... you know. Talking," Mitchel stammered. "Yeah," Clint said, voice cold. "Talking." "Talking about what, exactly?" Christian added, equally venomous. Silence. Then Angeline spoke. "Getting back together." Christian dragged a hand down his face. "Wow." Clint gave a humorless chuckle. "The fuck." I glanced at Andi-her eyes glassy, lips trembling. And I felt it. Rage. Rage at myself-for giving her hope. Rage at Mitchel-for going back to the psychopath who tried to kill him. This wasn't just messy. It was a fucking storm. And we were all standing in the middle of it.Concluida
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
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