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Pretty, Popular and Partnered
“Every girl wants to be pretty, popular and partnered.” I, Poppy Lake, need help. I seem incapable of functioning like a normal teenage girl; I’m not pretty, popular and I’ve never so much as held a boy’s hand let alone had a boyfriend. Wherever girls learn how to do this stuff, I need to find out. Do they have some secret society or something where they discover these skills? I’m thirteen and I hardly know how make friends. Funnily enough, that’s almost the least of my worries. My hair has not grown at all in the last two months and the little hair I have is frizzy and dull. I can’t wake up without it looking like a puffball and my attempts to grow it out have failed. The flakes of dry skin on my legs were bugging me so I tried to scrap them off but they were everywhere and rubbing my hand up and down my shin only revealed I needed to shave my legs. At some point, my thighs and tummy had expanded without me noticing (although how I missed that I don’t know) and now I looked like an elephant. Unfortunately, my ears support this look by being perpendicular to my head. I pulled my trousers back down and caught sight of at least another ten spots emerging on my forehead, chin and neck. I’ve tried squeezing them, putting toothpaste on them and even skipping chocolate for two weeks, but spots remain stubbornly there whatever I do. Why does my body feel the need to punish me so much? I threw myself on my bed so I wouldn’t have to look at my horrible, imperfect face in the mirror any more. “Urgh,” I moaned into the covers. There was a lot going wrong in my life: 1. My face is hideous; 2. I’m fat; 3. None of the clothes I own are remotely stylish; 4. I have never been asked out; 5. The most popular girl at school hates me; 6. And I fancy her boyfriend. ---- Based off How To Be Popular by Meg Cabot, the story follows Poppy, a young girl in a situation similar to Steph's who gets personal advice from the mentor herself.Complete
Hers
By day Megan is the hottest rapper everyone wants to be or wants to be around. But by night she's a five year old who loves pacifiers and cuddles stuck in headspace. Until she slipped into headspace meeting her lover/caregiver Beyoncé. Who just so happens to be an average night school teacher. What will happen between these two?Complete
Love to Hate You
You ever just hate someone? The way their eyes follow you makes your skin crawl. Their voice feels like nails on a chalkboard. Their presence alone is enough to make you want to scream. But then... their touch makes your knees weak. Their smile pulls one out of you before you realize it. And their lips? Soft, tempting - the kind of kiss that feels like clouds. Can you really hate someone so much... that you might actually love them? © [2025] Nyemari Tarza - Exclusive on Wattpad Fictional story; enjoy responsibly.Complete
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓦𝓪𝓼 𝓗𝓲𝓼*𝓢𝓸𝓭𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓹 𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼*
𝓐𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓥𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓣𝓾𝓵𝓼𝓪 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪 𝓯𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓹𝓮 - 𝓪 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓯 𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓼, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮, 𝓪 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓸𝓭𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓹 𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓼. 𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓘𝓽𝓪𝓵𝔂, 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱 𝓼𝓸𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓽𝔂, 𝓐𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭𝓼 - 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼, 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓬𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓪𝔀, 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓐𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓪. 𝓜𝓮𝓪𝓷𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮, 𝓢𝓸𝓭𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓹 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓼, 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝔂𝓪𝓵𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽Complete
It Began In Italy | ✔️
One last trip with her family before she goes to University. Her intentions for this trip were to spend every minute making memories and savouring the last moments she'd get with her family before she moved away. She did this, just not with who she had planned. In the Italian sun it's easy to make rash decisions and to have a lapse in judgement. Especially when a man, you've only just met, comes into play. When he's showing you the island and teaching you Italian, how can you not fall madly in love? With three weeks to spend, will she let herself fall head over heels for a guy she will most likely never see again, or will she stick with her former plan and come to her senses?Complete
Nothing Lasts Forever
Megan thought the summer was going to be the same. The same old boring camp. The same old boring beach trips. But it was different this year. She met someone who showed her incredible things. He was everything she wanted. She knew that summer had to end so she shouldn't get too attached since nothing ever lasts.Complete
Undercover
"This is my story. The one that broke my heart, pieced it back together, and shattered it once more. But none of that matters anymore. Because my rainy day has turned something sad into something beautiful." Beatrice Summers: she is what you would call a "wallflower." Her family is extremely wealthy, but she never flaunts it. Most would think that she is very much ordinary. Little do they know, her whole life has practically been a secret. She wears a wig to cover her beautiful blonde hair, and contact lenses to disguise her turquoise-colored eyes. This summer, she goes on a trip to New York, to go to the city of her dreams. On the way she unexpectedly gets a job she would never have guessed to get. Ever heard of the rising star Megan Block? Well, this proves that there will always be more than what meets the eye.Complete
Just Go With It
Megan attends college at Clemson University and she has a boyfriend, Christian, that she has been with since high school. She has the great best friend, nice apartment and car and she's a year away from her degree, but something just feels missing. Megan doesn't hate her life by any means... She's just gotten sort of bored with it, always feeling like there's something else she needs... Until she meets... Noah. She never expected to meet someone like him much less feel the sparks that ignite as soon as they meet eyes.... Can she just ignore feelings like that? Feelings she never felt before, not even from her own boyfriend. Noah won't be able to resist though, he has to do something about it... about her. Will she give in to the feelings taking over her? ---------- Excerpt: "Oh, you've been picturing me naked have you?" She asked sort of becoming amused now. Shit do I sound like a pervert? "No that's not what I mean...I just..." I tried to laugh it off hoping she wouldn't think I was a douche. She glanced inside through the sliding doors to see what looked like the girl she was dancing with earlier looking for her. When she turned back to look at me she had a look in her eyes that while I didn't know what it meant was still incredibly sexy. "Damn that's too bad... because I have been thinking about you naked since I ran into you this morning." She said confidently standing up and walking past me towards the house but not before brushing her hand across my leg. I watched her in awe as she walked back inside swinging her hips making my eyes go straight towards her ass. I sat there for a few minutes confused but extremely turned on... I couldn't lie I was definitely picturing her naked now.Complete
“Every girl wants to be pretty, popular and partnered.” I, Poppy Lake, need help. I seem incapable of functioning like a normal teenage girl; I’m not pretty, popular and I’ve never so much as held a boy’s hand let alone had a boyfriend. Wherever girls learn how to do this stuff, I need to find out. Do they have some secret society or something where they discover these skills? I’m thirteen and I hardly know how make friends. Funnily enough, that’s almost the least of my worries. My hair has not grown at all in the last two months and the little hair I have is frizzy and dull. I can’t wake up without it looking like a puffball and my attempts to grow it out have failed. The flakes of dry skin on my legs were bugging me so I tried to scrap them off but they were everywhere and rubbing my hand up and down my shin only revealed I needed to shave my legs. At some point, my thighs and tummy had expanded without me noticing (although how I missed that I don’t know) and now I looked like an elephant. Unfortunately, my ears support this look by being perpendicular to my head. I pulled my trousers back down and caught sight of at least another ten spots emerging on my forehead, chin and neck. I’ve tried squeezing them, putting toothpaste on them and even skipping chocolate for two weeks, but spots remain stubbornly there whatever I do. Why does my body feel the need to punish me so much? I threw myself on my bed so I wouldn’t have to look at my horrible, imperfect face in the mirror any more. “Urgh,” I moaned into the covers. There was a lot going wrong in my life: 1. My face is hideous; 2. I’m fat; 3. None of the clothes I own are remotely stylish; 4. I have never been asked out; 5. The most popular girl at school hates me; 6. And I fancy her boyfriend. ---- Based off How To Be Popular by Meg Cabot, the story follows Poppy, a young girl in a situation similar to Steph's who gets personal advice from the mentor herself.
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