Studyhall Stories

uh this is a fanfic i wrote after i listened to kaleb simp over ryders mom for an entire study hall class. fun fact, no one actually knows what ryders mom looks like, we just assume she's hot. i'm not that great at writing fanfics so bare with me, anyways i hope you enjoy.

Andrew saw blond girl with brown eyes her name is Carrie White she came into the library while Andrew was looking at her. He was smiling at her while his friends was talking to each other Andrew can't stop staring at her he inlove i don't own carrie or Chronicle i just ship them because are so cute together

Who is real? Who is fake? No one knows. Is anyone there true self? There all obsessed about being someone there not. Doing drugs, smoking, skipping class, yelling at teachers and walking out! Why? Why do teens do this? I walk through school not knowing who to trust. I walk through high school not knowing what to do after words. I'm only a freshmen, but it's still something to think about. My name, Jayla Frent. It's different but I like it. I like being different. But there are things about me no one else knows, if I told they would never understand. I'm scared to open up to people. I'm scared of what people think. I just care to much, but I can't help it! I dont even know anymore.

I used to know you...

"Are you new?" "No." "I don't believe you." "What do you mean?" "I mean that you're hot and I've never noticed you, so that makes no sense." "Wow. You really are as dumb as they say." "I don't know why you have such a big problem with me calling you hot, but I can't help the fact that you make my dick happy,"

Sam was kind, and kindness was all it took. All her life, Elizabeth had resorted to staying in bubble that consisted of her and her books. Then comes along Sam, a boy with shaggy brown hair and eyes that could warm any soul with just a glance. It doesn't exactly help that he sits right behind her in their philosophy class, or that he wants to take every chance he gets to talk to her. What minor things actually turn out to be major? What tragedy will bring them closer together? NOTE: This story has no affiliation to "See You Soon", my other Sam Winchester fanfic (which you should totally read).

Our love story.

We were never good with talking, were we? Maybe that's how we lost it all. *: all the words that I make up are noted with an asterix.