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Dear Diary

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This story is about Gemma, a 15 year old girl. She writes letters to herself. She writes about everything that's going on in her life and about her memories and the usual girl talk. When she meets Liam, her world is turned upside down. 

" Dear Diary,
Today I went to Starbucks alone. It felt like I needed to escape from everything. When I had ordered an iced café Chocolate I searched for a place to sit. In the back of the shop I saw a place for two. I walked over to the table and sat down. I was drinking my coffee while I was thinking about the weirdest things. 'Hi love, can I take a seat please?' This strange boy asked. When I looked at him, I noticed his brown hair and his beautiful brown eyes. And I noticed his cute nose and his beautiful smile. 'Er.. Hi yeah sure you can have a seat please.' I said while I gave this boy my prettiest smile." 

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My Little Murder

Liv Winters had an unstable past; since she was fifteen, her home had been a hospital, where she slowly recovered from the things that haunted her nightmares and dreams. But that all changed the moment she was let out. Moving into a new house with her alcoholic mother and her supportive brother, Liv now has to face challenges like none she ever had to deal with in hospital: human interaction. Now, Ryelan Montgomery, or "Rye" was considered her new school's God student; everything he was expected to be and more. Smart, sexy, bad, fun, sexy - he was all of these things. Anyone he wanted, anyone at all, he already had. One glance, one touch, one lingering kiss; that's all it took. His mother and father travelled a lot, leaving him a lonely soul in his own house. But someone like him couldn't settle down; it just wasn't in his nature. Liv, though, catches his eye. Is it her long, wavy hair? Or her soft, pink lips? Or maybe it's those haunting eyes of hers, the kind that leave eternal scars? Whatever it its, he's hell-bent on finding out who she is and why she pushes everyone away from her. Out of care or boredom, not even he knew; all he was sure of was that he could get to anyone he wanted, anyone at all. Especially the least expected.