She is a girl on a mission: living high school to the fullest. Together with her best friend Emma she writes a bucket list for her last year in high school. Sarah is determined to experience everything she has missed out on so far, like “Have a food fight,“ “Get detention“, “Be the hot topic of the rumor mill”, “Crash a party” and many more. But little did she realize how her mission affects others as well. Will she be able to fulfill every task on her list? And is she really ready for new experiences, new friends and maybe even a new love…?

    She has been a Model since she was 15 years old for all different types of company's Hollister, Aeropostale, Wet Seal, and Victoria's Secret. No one knows her little Modeling secret except her family and best friend Tori and no one suspects it when she wears fake glasses, a wig, and a fake retainer. But what happens when the Player/BadBoy of the school Andrew Carter, gets assigned to work on a Project with Clover and she is forced to spend time with him? Will he find out her secret? How long can Clover keep her Double life a secret?

    “Does it look like I care nerd? You have no clue why I went to jail so shut it.” He snapped facing me, “Besides let’s see if they can catch this.” He pointed towards his body. I shook my head, disgusted.Egotistical ass.I was now thoroughly convinced Evan Winters was either living off crack or had a long term wish to stay locked up in jail for five years. Rather this or he was scared of something or someone and I, Kayla Burns was going to break this out of him. Let me give you the 411: I am not one of those girls who spends days looking in the mirror before school, nor do I dress to impress. I don’t miss class or get in trouble, hell have I ever had a drop of alcohol unless you count the sip I took from my aunts glass 3 years ago. So could someone please tell me why I am living next door to the most dangerous, egoistical jerk; why god forcibly made me be his lab partner and how my mother ‘kindly’ offered to take the runt in while his parents were away? Add this to the fact that he was in jail less than a week ago. Yeah, this guy has some serious bad boy vibes

    "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me," I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how."I scrunch my brow. "How what?"His response is soft, the opposite of his burly personality. "How you don't see it."*******Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters"Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole?

    The scowl on his face? Definitely to warn people to stay away. His deteriorating grades? Obviously maintaining the bad boy façade. The silence he rarely breaks? Clearly so that he doesn't spill his secrets. He's cold. He's fucked up. He's an asshole. Or so they say. They think they know Xavier. They sure as hell don't. It takes one glimpse of Xavier's reality for Haley to realize nobody knows the person they all think they know. Nobody knows the frightened little boy hiding behind the cool façade, the silence brimming with unuttered screams, the grey eyes concealing all that pain. Nobody knows Xavier. But maybe Haley can. And maybe she can save him.

    Even his name sounds like a celebrity’s: Grayson Carter.The boy is everywhere; he lives down the street from me, he goes to my school, our mothers are even longtime friends yet he doesn't even know my name. The only place I can get away from him is my part-time job at the library and the day he comes sauntering in looking for a job is the day I just might go insane. ROMANCE - TEEN FICTION - HUMORTitle Thanks To - factorfate------I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ONLINE.

    Two years later, because of one horrible incident, Hailey has to move in with the Walkers. What she didn't expect was to see Alex at her new school, in her class. But this time, the tabled have turned. Hailey is the quiet girl while Alex is the player. Whoever said that senior year is an unforgettable year was definitely right.

    Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

    First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside."Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.

    Sequel to The QB Bad Boy and Me.

    She's the student body president, he's struggling to pass math. She's the queen bee, he's the loner in school. Celeste Graham is on the top of the high school food chain. Students look up to her, but some just plainly feel intimidated. Being popular isn't exactly the greener side of the meadow, but just one night of getting locked into the school with a "nobody" made Celeste feel normal and genuinely happy. Both of them bring a hidden side to each other. They might disagree most of the time, but that was a little price to pay for falling for their polar opposite.

    She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her.Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her.Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger them. And that was the last thing people wanted.Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not to become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy.Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as a kid, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person to who he'd drop on his knees and bow down, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by.She was the only one who could tame him.

    His name was Hunter.For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead.Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore.Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him.Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share.At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles.We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens.But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch.Before I even realize it, I'm in love.{ Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & SexPlease Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

    Romance is the last thing on Macy’s mind, until Cedric Cahill ― the one boy she’s ever crushed on ― asks her out on a date.Handsome and charismatic, Cedric’s everything Macy has ever wanted in a boyfriend. There’s just one problem: Cedric’s cousin Sam. Brazen and unapologetic with a bad-boy reputation to match, Sam has an annoying way of constantly showing up in Macy’s life. Something crackles beneath their “just friends” relationship, and soon Macy’s thinking about him in all the ways she shouldn’t ― pushing things too far when she’s around him.As the tension between them escalates, Macy needs to decide if it’s worth risking both a friendship and a relationship to find out where her heart’s loyalties truly lie. Especially when the truth behind Sam’s bad-boy demeanor changes everything between them forever.

    The school Sydney Acosta moved to all the way from Toronto, Ontario at some barely known town that should actually be considered a city. After the divorce between her mother and father, she's stuck by her mother's side as a best friend, following her to another city in Canada. Her emotions are expressed through the one thing she loves doing. Dancing. Lucas Cahill is a quiet almost outcast in the school. His twin brother, Joseph-Joey with he likes to be called-is the best known guy in school. He's considered popular, cooler and better looking then his brother which is stupid because they have the same face. At school, Joey doesn't acknowledge his brother, at home and in the past they are inseparable with the excuses from Joey tolling up over time. His isolation and other emotions are expressed through his art. The two seventeen year olds are connected in their different forms of art. In a teenage world of sarcasm, drama and their arts. "My drawings are like stick figures compared to anything you draw. You could draw the world's ugliest frog and it will still turn out beautiful. Lucas you're an amazing artist." "So are you." He said quietly, looking up at me with his soft, heartwarming eyes. "How?"I couldn't draw for shit. "Because you are a dancer. Dancing is an art. And you are an amazing dancer."