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i am so out of my comfort zone right now. the loud music, thousands of people talking at the same time, low lighting and smell of different colognes and perfumes. all of it. i was starting to lose my senses.

some people shove passed me, making elijah hold my hand and pull me closer. he takes me away to a different area of the venue. i'm being dragged all over the place. 

i bite my lip internally freaking out.

 "ameena?" eli holds onto my hand a little tighter. "hm?" i mumble looking at him totally disoriented. " is this your first time at a show? are you okay?" his smile expands like wildfire. 

my reaction to everything gives him his answer. "take some deep breaths, go outside if you have to. i'd stay back here away from the crowd, you can still get a good view of the stage." 

i'm too lost thinking about how hot he looks right now and how much i want to be in my room. just me, myself, my cat and my bed. 

i look around and see a group of girls staring at me. 

but they're not staring at me, they're staring at him. now that i'm aware, in notice there are a few people staring at him. there must be something i don't know.All Rights Reserved

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Replaceable Timelines: Book 1. [COMPLETED] by tolajo95

Paranoia... has become my constant companion. Ahh... Danny, what've you gotten yourself into? Thought I was doing something... thought I was gonna get better. Turns out it was all for nothing. I knew I'd be here again. Rock bottom's the only place for real pieces of shit like us... Like me. All that self-improvement didn't mean shit... Or I guess it did, or I wouldn't be here right now... Trying to fill those shoes, re-paint that grim portrait that haunted me... and I did, made everyone proud, even you mom... But it won't mean anything if I die out here. I thought those jumbled remnants of thoughts were the pull of my former self in a disassosiative amnesia from the drugs... Guess it was the pull of a much more treacherous force. I wish I could've lived my fantasy out and been happy.... At least you were, while it lasted. "Times almost up, they'll be here soon." TRIGGER WARNINGS: Crude humor, Illicit drug use, Drug overdose, loss of a child, suicide, bullying, traumatic events, Mature themes, graphic violence, death.

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.

The Deconstruction of Eliz by Rossy1eliz

When you see someone act outside of what you consider normal, do you judge or help them? How does a grown-up who grew up in a world not conditioned for her behave? How does bullying affect adulthood? This story is for introverts. If your life is rosy and optimistic, you should leave; you won't be able to handle it. Eliz struggles with anxiety and feels disconnected from others. Consequently, she imagines a fantasy world that parallels her own, where she has everything she cannot attain in real life. Her lack of experience is leaving her with doubts about neurodiversity, depression, her sexuality, and the loneliness that comes from her introversion. She struggles to find the strength to face a world where people do not see her as human and project their insecurities onto her, clinging to her "antidotes" as she calls them: a furbaby named Sky, music, chocolate, and Netflix. Without a support system around her, she uses all the stories she sees on the screens as a compass in her life and hopes to get the same result. Because if it works on TV, why not for her? She expresses what she can't convey through words in her mind by using analogies of TV characters or songs. Eliz ponders whether there's a place for her, viewing life through the lens of a mother who had to raise her alone and a sister who resembles a model from a magazine. A friend who is more of a friend when both are doing badly and a job she got because of dropping out of college. Add being monosyllabic, withdrawn, and a boss she doesn't know how to talk to because she "thinks" she's interested in him, but what does she do with that? Come in and look at the mess in her head, hidden behind a desk answering phones. Eliz is repetitive and full of insecurities. She is afraid of her shadow, kind of crazy, but with a good heart. © Registered in SAFE CREATIVE 2304104018014©All rights reserved.

Revolution- Runaways 3 [EDITING] by _silverlining_98

The whole camp was filling with smoke. I coughed, praying that my lungs would keep working for just a few more minutes. "Eli, which way is west?" Adam's breathing was just as labored from physical exertion, smoke, and panic as mine was. I didn't even process the question. I didn't know. We couldn't see anything through the smoke because the fire was spreading so quickly, and I just realized I'd forgotten my walkie-talkie. "Don't know!" I answered. Adrenaline was the only thing that kept my feet going. I knew we'd come in the East Gate, and if the cells were in the center, then if we kept going straight, we were going to find the gate any second. "Keep straight!" I instructed. I saw his head bob slightly, acknowledging my delayed direction. Then Adam cried out beside me, and I stopped short. I reached for his body involuntarily as he pitched forward, nearly causing him to take me down with him. My left hand was soaking wet from where it had landed on his shoulder. I winced as I tried to steady him, not daring to look at what I knew would be a pool of blood in my hand. ☁ Now that they have a new ally on their side, they're looking to change the United States for good. At some point, they want every camp freed and every teenager home safe. But each new camp brings an endless supply of new challenges. Things are beginning to spin out of control. Follow each of them as they discover who they are, who they love, and more of their country's secrets than they could ever dream of in a thrilling trilogy told from all five points of view.

The Pulse by tpwkbaes

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The Obscure Downsides of Fame by Obscunima

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𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 by Badbitty10

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It Wasn't Love ✔️ by depressedn0nce

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To All the Sins You Couldn't Commit by whoscountinganyway

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