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They were both once a lively kid, but not anymore, not at present time. Will they find each other's joy from each other? 

Will they remember?

"Does he really not remember me? I feel...somewhat disappointed. There should be no reason for me to feel disappointed like absolutely for no reason...

Yeah...For no reason...

I hear Rayne calling my name and I get my head back together and I catch up to her. I turn back to see if he looked back. And of course he didn't. We turn to a door and entered the classroom.

But...

he did look back."

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Black & White by ali_cher

A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

His Sunshine | ✓ by pink_flamingo_09

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

How to Steal a Heart by DeepClaireDeep

She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

High School Survival Theory by sirexcc001

Life is hard. Specially when you're a high schooler. You can never know when your life is about to go up. And you 'especially' can never know when it's about to go down. But you can always take some precautions to avoid outcome of the hit. At least that's what I thought before the great 'Ashton Fellan' (pardon the sarcasm) interposed himself in my life. ... "We don't have the prettiest history. We didn't exactly like each other when we first met. You're my rival's girlfriend. We weren't interested in becoming friends with each other. But now in this difficult time, we're befriending. You'll help me to find the person who leaked that photo and prove to the coach that the article was not a self-promo to challenge his ideology." "What's in this for me?" "I won't report on you for invading my privacy. Trust me when I say my dad knows people." I roll my eyes. Never get mixed up with people with money. But maybe a little help won't be so bad after all. So I take his hand and shake it. "Okay, we have a deal." He smiles. "Now let's drink to celebrate." And I already have a bad feeling about this. *cover picture collected from Pinterest* © 2020 SHEONACC001 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Behind the Glasses by thatgirl4everblog

Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)

The Ride Home by 2lovely2

'You hurt me, And I hurt you. We are forever even.' /// 'So why are you talking to me again?' 'Switch up the scenery,' he replied shortly. I frowned and took a small bite of my ice cream. Only a week ago I was crying in his arms with bruised knuckles at a bus stop. I had decided that would be the last time we would ever even be together. I had thought that it would turn into an embarrassing memory that I would always associate with his name. Yet here we were. He was sitting across from me with tinted lips from stained ice-cream. And this very moment caused me to wonder what more would come from that memory. I was a firm believer in avoiding violence. This is ironic since I was the one who punched a girl. But the more I thought about it and the more I took in Blake's presence sitting across from me, the more I came to the conclusion that maybe something good came from it. And to think, this entire thing was sprouted from one ride home. ~ ~ ~ WARNING: -This book contains profanity -It also has sexual dialogue and very suggested sexual scenes so it may get a lil frisky ~I have already pre-written most of this book so updates should be fairly quick

Summer Vacation by LifeCanReallySuck

Not only was I spending two months of my summer with my boring old grandparents. But I found things out about my family that I never knew. I found things out about myself that I never knew. I started a complete new life if that's what you want to call it. I made new friends at a new neighborhood. And I especially met him. The bad boy of the town, probably the whole city. I caught his eye. And he caught mine. Boy this is going to be a LONG summer... But a fun summer. As I met him and found many things out about my family, myself and this neighborhood, my past came up to catch me. In a way, I wish never had been. All I was trying to do was run away and forget my past, but I guess that wasn't happening. ****** WARNING! STRONG LAUNGUAGE! NO COPY WRITE! NOT EDITED!

Born Victim || 18+ by LetThereBeScars

"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel alive..." ♫♫♫ Everybody loved her but her. Coraline Nkole was the dream girl living a nightmare. At a glance you'd assume just like everyone else that her life was heaven on earth; with wealthy parents, a blossoming ballet career, being an A + student and looks that could kill, she was the subject of everyone's envy. You either wanted her or wanted to be her, don't lie, of course you do. But our tiny dancer was slipping off the ice quicker than anyone thought. Her life was on the right track until he sent her off the rails. Let's get one thing straight, they aren't good people and they don't want to be. Jude Ace, you know the name like the back of your hand. Lead singer of world famous rock band Born Victim, fame and being in the spotlight is all he's ever known. He's used to people worshiping the ground he walks on- But he's breaking, fast and the world is watching him fall apart. Nothing ever stays a secret for long. They all adored him, but not as she did, he was their star but he was her rock. Their hatred for each other runs skin deep but something's changing in the way he looks at her and it's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.

Brother's best friend: Raymour & Athena by Izzy_Author

Raymour I knew she was forbidden but that didn't keep me from craving her with my whole being. She was an addiction, my addiction with equal parts pain and pleasure. Pain because I couldn't be without her and couldn't be with her and pleasure because of the love and light she had and maybe I was afraid of what loving her might do to the both of us. All because I fell for my best friends sister... Athena When I saw him the first time something in my head was screaming at me to run away from him parts of me still wished I listened to that voice inside me, the other part of me was glad I didn't listen to that part of me because "without pain there is no pleasure". He consumed my life like a tsunami destroying everything good it's path to get to me and I was glad to let those bridges burn if it meant I would be with him. I didn't realize how far gone I was until... Because I fell in love with my brother's best friend

Queen Bitch & The Bad Boy by ImAWandererxo

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Black & White cover

His Sunshine | ✓ cover

How to Steal a Heart cover

High School Survival Theory cover

Behind the Glasses cover

The Ride Home cover

Summer Vacation cover

Born Victim || 18+ cover

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Black & White

A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. __ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. _ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult