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April 5, 2012 9:34am UTC

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"NICK!" I screamed, tears splurging from my eyes, and dripping onto the floor as crystal clear raindrops. I wanted to yell, and scream more; but my words wouldn't never escape my mouth. I fell to the floor on my knees, pain surging through my body; I felt as if this was it, this was the end. Blood was leaking from his head, and dribbling onto the clean white surface of the floor. I acted fast. Getting up slowly and carefully; I cautiously picked his fragile body up from the floor, not caring about the litres of blood that was being absorbed into my shirt. Act quick, act patient- I thought. Maybe he is not dead. Maybe there is a chance of survival. I carried his body out of the bathroom; his hands were placed around my neck, and I was half-dragging and half-carrying him. "Everything will be alright," I whispered to him. "Everything will be just fine," I laid him onto the bed for a second, to open the door in a flash. After that, I carried him from the bed and into the living room, heading towards the door. "Unknown!" Dylan was standing; his back was against the kitchen door, his eyes lit up immediately when he saw me, and a smile curved onto his face. But that smile turned into a frown when he saw Nick in my arms, as I supported his dead or maybe alive corpse. "Don't just stand there," I paused. "Help me!" I was yelling now; a hope-lost tone, filled with a plead. "HELP!" I screamed again, dragging Nick's body across the floor. Dylan stood by the kitchen door, and shook his head over and over again. "No," He whispered. "No, there is nothing we can do," He paused, and looked at me and then Nick. "He is dead," His voice sounded the same as it did when he told me that Josh was dead as well, back in Sirois Mandeth's house. I shook my head repeatingly, bewildered, and shocked and dumbfounded. "Why are you saying that?" I asked, my words were helpless. "Why would you say he is dead," I stopped, and then yelled. "HE IS NOT DEAD!" Dylan closed his eyes, he seemed as if he was hurt with my loud tongue. "He is, he's lost too much blood to be alive," Dylan paused. "He is dead," He croaked out; his voice was rough but understanding. "Nick is dead." My eyes widened as tears which had run down my cheeks a few seconds ago were running down that same path again. I could feel my head letting out a frustrating steam- I felt exposed to my surroundings, and weak and feeble. I felt heartsick, low and broken. To be honest there was no proper words to explain my feelings. "We..w-we can try to take him---" My words were cut off by Dylan's. "He is dead," He paused. "There is no point," Hurt was shielding his emotions. It was like he had put a veil over his green forest eyes. There wasn't a lively jungle colour in him anymore; it was more like a dark blue ocean-like colour. I didn't say anything, and just walked to the closest wall and slid down it with my back against it. I'm drowning in this pain of misery. Everywhere I go, pain is there with me. It's my shadow. It stares back at me in the mirror. This path we call life, once a path worth walking on and living for, now a path of misery and woe, sadness and death. Everyone, my friends, family, just feel like I'm being left behind, pushed aside, never to be remembered by anyone. Now alone on this path, no-one by my side to walk with or guide me the right way. The only one that would walk with me is now gone, my heart is shattered, my life is broken. And no one can fix it. "Why me?" I coughed out, finally. "Why?" I repeated. I could see Dylan tilting his head sideways from the corner of my eyes. He let out a sigh, and then came to sit next to me. "I'm here for you," Dylan whispered, sliding down against the wall, and then sitting next to me. His warmth radiated against my cold, shivering body. I felt his arm slide around my shoulder and then strange balmy tingles went up my spine. It was refreshing and melting. "Thats not true," I whispered, and then tears were leaking from my eyes. "I've lost everyone," I paused. "I've lost everything," Dylan shook his head. "Thats not true," And then he lifted my chin up. "You've got me," His voice: so calm and tender- reaching me deeply and awakening my dead, ice soul. I could feel more warmth now. There were little electrical zings, spreading out from his hands and running down inside of my body. Dylan leaned in, and then I fell, right into his arms to be held closely. "We belong together; I'm someone you'll never loose," He whispered. Warm Goosebumps. I could feel the force of his love like a bright light shining. And I couldn't...resist...any longer. Ours lips were only a few inches away. And... The kiss was shivery, delightful, and very sweet. After an endless time of floating in a golden haze, I shivered again. But Dylan was there to pull me closer. The dark images from my head were starting to fade away, and a bright light was left in my head as Dylan pulled me closer and closer against him. I started to feel prickles on my neck and then a strange outburst of screams came from inside me. I felt like pulling my hair and escaping from this body. My body pushed Dylan's away and then I stared right at him, with my bold blue eyes. "NO!" I screamed, and then I automatically started to back away from Dylan. His face filled with rejection and pain, and woe of despair. "Unknown," He was hesitant. "Are you alright?" I didn't say anything; but instead lifted myself up from the floor, and ran. Ran as fast as I could. I had to run. I wanted to get away, from this cruel world. "UNKNOWN!" Dylan yelled my name from behind me. "There is something I have to tell you!" He seemed angry now, but still calm; and seemed a bit upset. I didn't listen and then ran into the forest side. I wanted to go. I wanted to run. I wanted to by free. And none of that was possible in that house.

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March 17, 2012 3:29pm UTC

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Louis: "I like sitting down and chatting with Liam about more serious stuff. Like if i'm feeling a bit down, come and talk to
Daddy Liam."

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March 24, 2012 11:49am UTC

THE FRESHMAN GIRL, O SO SHY SITS AND WATCHES THE SOPHMORE GUY
The sophmore guy with his head in a whirl,
sits and watches the junior girl
sit
the junior girl in her red sedan, sits and watches the senior man
the senior man all hot and wild, secretly loves the freshman child♥

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March 12, 2012 9:17pm UTC

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Chapter 31
Hunter's Point of View
"...oh, Hayden!" Joey finished.
I felt myself stop breathing, as my eyes slowly dragged over to where she was.
She avoided eye contact with me, as she bit down on her lip.
I remember that Hayden used to bite on her lower lip everytime she was nervous.
"Damn!" Joey whistled, eyeing Hayden up and down. "You became hot!"
I glared at Joey, as Hayden gave him a weak smile.
"So, listen, Hunter, if you don't want Hayden anymore, I'll be glad to take her." Joey smirked, placing his cold hands on her thighs.
I saw Hayden flinch at his touch, as I immediately took action.
I peeled his hands off her, pushing him away gently.
"Go find someone else." I told him.
Joey chuckled, sounding like a drunk idiot.
He walked off to another girl who was wearing a bikini with large rinestones.
I took in a deep breath, turning my attention back to Hayden.
She was staring down, twisting the ends of her brown locks.
I couldn't believe I didn't recognize her.
She changed over the past year.
She became so much more beautiful and confident.
"Hayden." I whispered.
Her big, hazel eyes stared up at me, as she gave me a half smile. "Hi, Hunter."
I chuckled, scratching the back of my neck. "You're back."
She laughed along with me, as her eyes twinkled even in the dim lighting. "I guess I am."
I licked my lips. "What are you doing here?"
She smiled, rolling her eyes playfully. "Why, you don't want me here?"
During her time away, she definetely became less shy and more outgoing.
I liked her this way, carefee and relaxed.
I knew she probably was still hurt from her dark past, but I could tell by her smile that she was moving on from it.
"Of course I do." I said.
"In that case, I'm here to see you graduate." she explained.
I raised an eyebrow. "You came all the way from California just to see me?"
She smiled. "And Ruth, of course."
I smiled, and took a long minute just to study her for a minute.
I missed her so much, and it was surreal that she was standing just a short foot away from me.
Gosh, she became so beautiful.
"Do you want to leave? I know parties were never your thing." I suggested.
She smiled, glad that I remembered so much about her. "If you don't mind, I'd love to go get some ice cream."
I grinned, lacing her fingers through mine. "I'm fine with that."
~*~*~
"Why do you keep staring at me like that? Do I have ice cream on my face?" Hayden asked, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
I shook my head, unable to keep myself from smiling at her like an idiot.
"I'm just really glad you're back." I paused. "How have you been this past year?"
Her smiled faded a bit, as her put her spoon down.
"After I moved, I started to see my guidence counselor at my new school. She helped me out, a lot." she said, twirling her half melted ice cream.
"That's good. I could tell that you've changed." I nodded.
She smiled again, and it felt as if the whole room lighted up. "Thanks."
I licked my lips, waiting for the question to roll out my tongue.
"So... are you seeing someone?" I asked, not daring to look at her.

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March 8, 2012 10:12pm UTC

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Chapter 29
One Year Later
Hunter's Point of View
Graduation.
Graduation is the day all high schoolers dream about.
They dream about the freedom of moving on to college; going out to live on their own, no parents, no duties, and endless amounts of partying.
I stood up in the podium, wearing my blue cap and gown.
I had my diploma and schlorship to Standford for basketball in the other.
Everyone in sync removed their caps from their heads.
With one swift movement, we all tossed it in the air, just to have to come crashing down.
"Congrats seniors, class of 2013!" the principal announced through a microphone.
Everyone had smiles plastered on their faces, as my eyes searched the audience.
On the mid section, far off to the right, I saw my mother and father.
My dad had a proud smile across his usual grumpy face, and my mother was bawling.
"My baby." I saw my mother mouthed the words.
I laughed, as I gave her a wave.
A few of my friends from the basketball team patted my back, as some girls came to give me hugs.
Soon, we all exited the stage.
We all gathered out to the lobby of the hotel where the graduation ceremony was held, as I searched the crowd for my parents.
I spotted them in a corner, each holding a glass of white wine.
They looked very intent in a conversation they were having with a girl.
I didn't see her face clearly, since she was facing her back towards me.
But, I could tell she wasn't from our school.
She wasn't wearing a graduation cap and gown.
Her long, brown hair cascaded just past her shoulders, and she was wearing a creamy pink dress that fitted her perfectly.
I could tell, just by looking at her back, that she was hot.
A small grin appeared on my face, as I made my way over to them.
My mothers bloodshot eyes lit up, as she smiled.
"Hunter! Honey, we are so proud of you!" my mother said, kissing my cheek.
I coughed with embarassment, as I chuckled half- heartedly.
"Mom..." I trailed off.
My eyes flickered to the girl standing before us, as I felt my heart pump a little.
She looked familiar, but I couldn't point my finger on it.
She had big, hazel eyes, with dark and long eyelashes framing her unique eye color.
My eyes were immediately drawn to her heart shaped lips.
They looked soft and kissable.
Who was this girl?
She gave me a small smile, as a blush crept up her neck, making me smirk.
"Hunter, we're going to talk to the Taylor's for a minute. We'll be right back." my dad said, tugging my mother off.
My attention was all on this mysterious, and hauntingly beautiful girl.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" I finally asked.

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February 19, 2012 1:25pm UTC

Caught.
Chapter 29
Aaron's POV"I still don't like you," "Whatever, Jason," I grumbled, swifting past him, pacing my way, smoothly. "Just try and keep your hair off my back, and that will be best for you," Jason glared at me, before passing a dirty look, as I walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me, and taking small steps down the stairs, thinking: 'God, these stairs are long'.My body felt like it was going to break apart, right now, and it will, if I get anymore stupid attitudes from other people.I let out an unexpected roar, filled with anger and hurt, a hint of pain; but pain from what? The fact that I still want Taylor, but can't have her?I wanted to jump up and down like a maniac, I wanted to get out of this body, I wanted to do anything possible to get rid of that weird sensation that kept making me realise how stupid I am.Don't you ever get that feeling? When you just want to do anything possible to get rid of your anger; that is dwelling somewhere with hurt from someone. Well thats how I'm feeling right now.I feel stupid, worthless, and dumb. More hurt and pained; a feeling that can't be explained. The feeling you get, when you can't explain something; and even if you can, the other person takes it wrong; or gets mad at you, for no reason, whatsoever.Thats how I feel.A can of coke was caught by my eyes, as I brought my foot back, and kicked it hard; as it fell down the stairs; but not only that weird metal against stone sound was made; but a scream aswell. And I knew exactly whos shriek that was.I turned around quickly to the direction of the top of the staircase. "Taylor?" I called out, my eyes reaching up, to see what was happening.And then I saw her. Taylor. Her legs off the floor, and her body reaching up, as she took a leap into the air, after a small trip up; she screamed, over and over again; trying to make out what was happening, even when her eyes were closed shut, tightly.My legs quickly paced up the stairs, and automatically, my arms extended out to catch her, before she would hit the hard stoned stairs, and take a headstart, and roll down to the bottom of the staircase.Her cold body pressed against my warm one, and started to embrace. Taylor's voice; at first a whimper and then a soft silent cry for help, against my chest."Taylor, you alright?" I whispered, digging my face into her hair, and putting my lips close to her ears so my voice could be heard clearer.No reply.Thats when I started to get worried. I pulled Taylor off, and observed her face; her eyes closed and barely open, and her mouth shaped in an "O" shape."Taylor! Taylor?" I shook her shoulder, slowly as first, but then frantically when there was hardly any hope of her waking up."Aaron?" She whispered, there were slight tears in her eyes, but I tried my best to ignore them. They were just tears of injury, not tears of pain from me? To be honest, she gave me more pain then I gave her. So why do I still love her?"Wake up, open your eyes," I whispered; my voice was trying its best to calm down, as my body was shaking and quivering. And then the anger was coming back into me; My body was breaking apart, once more."Let go of me," She was waking up now; the darkness was fading away from her eyes, and the haziness was soon no longer there."Taylor, I'm only trying to help," I felt like breaking down and crying; I hadn't cried for while; looks like this woman was going to make me do that again. Destroy my feelings, break my heart and step on it, continously, leaving an ache and imprint each time."Aaron, I don-"I cut her words off with a kiss; deep and concerned. I don't know why I did it.My body needed an escape, I needed to free myself; that anger I had trapped in myself was boxed in; it couldn't be held for longer.Deeper and deeper, I pressed on her lips; colours running wildly in my mind; deep purples, voilets, dark red; auburn, sea green, auburgine.And then a small tug on my collar, as I could feel Taylor pressing in deeper aswell; there was no limit.That weird burning in the middle of my chest was fading away; it was moving, leaving; I felt at peace.If an earthquake hit us, right now, I wouldn't even care. My wish came true, and I finally held Taylor in my arms, after a long, rough time, filled with pain and betrayal.I held onto her waist, as if it was the only thing I could cling onto.Taylor slowed down, escaping from the kiss for a second, before coming back in again, but this time, slower and softer; more passionate, and less trashy.I could feel a smile coming up, as Taylor's frown curved upside down against my lips; soft, gentle.

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February 12, 2012 9:50pm UTC

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Chapter 19
Maddi's Point of View
"Hunter, let's go to the mall after school." I said, making it sound more like a command than a question.
Hunter didn't seem to be paying attention, and he was making it obvious.
His gaze was adverted towards the far left section of the classroom, as I followed it.
My eyes landed on Hayden.
She was sitting alone in the corner, reading one of our English novels.
I twisted my glossy lips, digging my manicured nails into my skin.
Why the hell was he staring at her?
He was mine.
"Hunter." I gritted through my teeth.
Hunter flinched, staring at me with surprise.
It was like he didn't even know that his own girlfriend was sitting next to him during the whole class.
"Yes?" he asked, taking one last glance at Hayden.
I took in a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
Hunter's been acting up since the night of the party, but I tried my best to ignore it.
"We're going to the mall after school today" I repeated.
Hunter turned to me with a frown."
"I don't remember agreeing to that." he rubbed the back of his neck.
His hair messily fell in front of his eyes, as I pursed my lips.
"Well, we are. It'll be a fun date." I smiled sweetly, clinging on his toned arms.
Hunter sighed, as I kept catching him sneaking glances at Hayden.
I wanted to climb on top of the desk and scream at him for staring at him.
Hayden was a loser with a psycho past.
She didn't deserve Hunter.
So, why was Hunter so interested in her?
"I-I don't think I can make it." he muttered, still staring at her.
I pouted, crossing my arms with frustration.
"Fine. I'll just go with Derek." I snarled.
Hunter waved his hand, not even paying attention.
"Fine, that's good." he mumbled.
Suddenly, the sound of a chair scrapping across the floor filled the room.
Hayden stood up, as she began to head out the door.
Before I knew it, Hunter jogged out of the classroom, following her.
Hayden's Point of View
Class was boring.
The teacher was dead asleep on the desk, and I couldn't put up with Maddi and Hunter constantly flirting.
I got up and left class without permission, wandering around the halls.
I was going to head to my locker to get my books to prepare for my next class, but I was stopped by a shuffling of footsteps behind me.
I reluctantly turned around, as Hunter stared at me, just a few feet away.
I bit my lower lip, fiddling with my fingers nervously.
I began to turn around to continue to my locker, but he stopped me.
"Wait, Hayden." he caught up with me. "We need to talk."
Don't push him away. I told myself.
I cleared my throat, as he approached me. "About what?"
He took in a deep breath, licking his lips.
A part of me melted when he did that.
"We need to talk about what happened the other night." he said.
I gulped, thinking back to the kiss.
It was my first kiss, and he said it was a mistake.
"I didn't mean it like that when I said it was a... mistake." he hesitated.
I could feel my lips quiver, as I shook my head.
I forced a small smile on my face, gulping.
"No, no, it's fine. It- it meant absolutely nothing." I lied. "I'm sorry about everything okay? From insulting you to the whole kiss thing. Let's just forget that it ever happened."
Hunter's face was pained, which broke my heart.
"W-we should just move on from our lives. It's better for the both of us." my voice cracked, as tears threatened to spill out.
Hunter remained quiet, which killed me.
"I-I'm going to the bathroom now." I abruptly annoucned, pushing past him.
Maddi's a pain in the _____ :)

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January 24, 2012 6:44pm UTC

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Chapter 6
I bit my lower lip rapidly, as I peeked my eye out the door cautiously.
I cursed under my breath when I saw Hunter waiting patiently, leaning agaisnt his car.
As I saw his head turn my way, I ducked down, leaning agaisnt the door, banging my head on it lightly.
Out of all of the girls in this school, why did Hunter have to choose me?
Why couldn't he choose the girl I sit next to in English?
She had the back of her notebook filled with doodles of his name, enclosed with a scrawny heart.
Now, Maddi was out to slaughter me whenever I was even in eye contact with Hunter.
I peered through the crack of the exit door, as I watched Hunter still on the hood of his car, rumaging through his book bag.
I felt my heart drop of my gut, feeling guilty all the sudden.
I had been hiding out in the school for literally an hour already, and Hunter was still waiting for me.
I clenched my fists, digging my head in my knees.
Why did he have to be so nice to me?
Why couldn't he be like everyone else?
I stared back outside, watching Hunter kick the slush on the groud swifty.
Suddenly, he stuck a cigarette in between his rosy lips, puffing out a gust of smoke.
My eyes widened, as I saw Hunter tapping the cigarette lightly, intaking more poison.
I shook my head, as I shuddered from horrible memories.
I suddenly sprang up to my feet, pushing the exit doors open.
Hunter didn't acknowledge my presence, until he saw me storming towards his car.
His face overcame with panic, as I watched the half burnt cigarette bud fall to the snow.
I watched from a short distance, as Hunter rubbed his sneaker on the cigarette, letting it go out.
He turned to me with a smile.
"Hayden, I've been waiting for you."
I stared at him with disbelief.
Was he really supposed to make it seem like I hadn't seen a thing?
"Are you ready to go? I've been waiting for an hour already." he said.
I watched as his warm breath trail out of his mouth, since it was so cold outside.
I scrunched my nose from the smell of smoke.
I rubbed my temples.
Should I confront him about it or not?
I suddenly slapped myself mentally.
Why should I stop him, just because of my old memories?
It wasn't like I knew Hunter anymore than he knew me.
I shouldn't go around, ordering a stranger what to do.
"Yeah, I'm ready." I mumbled under my breath.
Hunter grinned, opening the passenger seat for me.
"Get in." he gestured.
I slid in the seat, putting my bottom on the cold, leather seat.
"So, what kept you so long?" he asked, blasting the heater on.
I felt my cheeks blush with warmth, staring away.
"I-I didn't mean it in a bad way." he quickly added.
I licked my lips, tapping my fingers on the dashboard.
"I had to stay and finish a test." I lied through my teeth.
Hunter nodded lightly, as his dark chocolate hair fell in his eyes.
He looked almost angelic.
The way his hair fell just above his icy blue eyes, which contrasted agaisnt his ivory cream skin.
I watched as Hunter bit down on his rosy red lips, frost bitten from the coldness.
"I don't mind if you keep staring." he smirked.
Last chapter was supposed to be chapter 5, instead of 4.
I forgot to change it, sorry! :)
Hope you all enjoy, love you! ♥

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January 25, 2012 10:11pm UTC

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Chapter 7
I gazed at the cup of hot chocolate that stood in front of me.
I stuck the thin straw right through the whipped cream, taking in a lukewarm sip of the liquid.
A small smile appeared on my face, remembering the time Cameron tried to make me hot chocolate.
He ended up spilling it on the counter, as the brown liquid dripped on the floor.
If my dad had seen it, he would've killed Cameron and I.
But, luckily, he wasn't home at the time, and we had cleaned it up before he got home from the pub.
After Cameron and I cleaned up the mess, he handed me a cup.
I remember staring into the red mug, as chunks of unmelted cocoa powder floated on the top.
Cameron and I laughed the whole night about our ironic situation.
I had to admit, those were one of the rare days I was happy.
"What are you smiling about?" a voice spoke, interrupting my flashback.
I flinched slightly, staring up at Hunter.
He pressed his coffee to his rosy lips, taking in a good sip.
"Nothing." I lied, licking the whipped cream off my straw.
"Were you day dreaming about your boyfriend?" he teased, raising an eyebrow.
I blushed, sulking in my seat.
"I don't have one." I said shyly.
Hunter's lips pulled into a sly grin, as he leaned closer towards the table.
"Have you ever had one?" he asked, almost whispering.
His warm, mocha coffee smelling breath trickled down my neck.
My face turned into a bright crimson color, as I twirled my drink.
"N-no." I stuttered, embarrassed.
Hunter pulled back, leaning agaisnt his seat.
He looked genuniely shocked, as his eyes widened slightly.
"You're kidding, right?" he asked seriously.
I shook my head, letting my messy strands fall loose in my face.
"I don't believe you." he concluded.
I stared up at him with a frown.
I wasn't lying!
Hunter's probably the closest I've ever been to a guy.
"I'm not joking." I said, staring at him intently.
Hunter looked taken aback, as he frowned.
"Have you ever went on a date?" he asked.
Was he trying to embarrass me more than I already was?
"No." I truthfully admitted.
"Well, you've had your first kiss, right?" he paused.
When I didn't reply, he gasped slightly.
"Come on! Not even a peck?"
"No." I gritted through my teeth, turning scarlet red.
Hunter slapped his and agaisnt the table.
"Is the male population blind to not ask you out?" he muttered under his breath.
I felt my heart picking up its pace, as I bit my lip.
"Guys just don't like quiet girls, like me." I shrugged.
Hunter gave me a gentle smile, staring at me with a strange sparkle in his eyes.
"I do." he whispered.
His eyes grew into a bright ocean color.
How did he look so effortlessly beautiful?
"I thought you liked girls like Maddi." I muttered.
Hunter's face grew pale, as he stared at me blankly.
"Y-you aren't serious, right?" he asked.
I gave him a look to signify that I was completely, and utterly, serious.
Suddenly, Hunter's eyes grew wide, as a loud laugh escaped his lips.
He clamped a hand over his mouth, sinking down in his seat from a misfit of laughter.
His eyes welled up with uncontrollable tears.
I sat up from my seat, staring at him with panicked eyes.
"H-Hunter? Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.
Hunter regained his posture, his face still red from laughter.
"I-I'm fine." he coughed, wiping a tear from his right cheek. "But, really, Hayden? Maddi? No, no. Big, no."

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January 16, 2012 9:33pm UTC

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Chapter 1
“How was your sleep, darling?" my adoptive mother asked, settling a plate of pancakes in front of me.
I poked at the pancakes with my fork, watching as they deflated.
"Fine." I moodily grumbled.
My adoptive mother frowned, as she twisted her lips, turning to the sink to wash the dishes.
I gulped, feeling guilty.
I knew I shouldn't be so cold towards her, since she did get me out of the orphanage a year ago, but it was just a bad habit of mine.
She tried to enter her way into my life, but it was hard for me to accept and trust her.
I ate the pancakes silently, as the sweet liquid of the syrup drenched down my throat.
As soon as it was time to start heading to school, I rinsed off the dishes.
I started walking to school, as my old beaten up Converse shuffled on the cement.
I dreaded going to school, since I was, sterotypically, the school's outcast.
I was declared the schools outcast, just because I was so shy and quiet all the time.
"Loser coming through." the brunette witch snickered, as I walked by her.
I cringed, as I tried my best to ignore the giggles that filled the atmosphere.
I quietly staggered to my lockers, as I dialed my combinations lock.
I grabbed my books, as I placed them firmly in my hands.
I began to speed off to class, to avoid anymore confrontation from anyone who had a higher status than me at this school.
Just as I was about to head to class, a tall, masculine jock bumped his shoulder agaisnt mine.
My textbooks went flying, as they piled on the floor one by one.
"Oops, sorry." the jock sarcastically smirked.
I grunted silently, bending over to pick up the books.
As I looked back up, I noticed that one of the jocks had turned back to me.
His eyes stared at me with pity, as I narrowed my eyes away in disgust.
Being bullied was a daily routine for me, and I didn't need sudden sympathy.
Especially from one of them.
I entered class, as I dazed out the window, not paying any attention to what the teacher was saying.
I had already read ahead in the lesson, so listening was just going to be a waste for me.
My eyes became heavy, as my breathing grew slow.
My eyes suddenly shut, as I went off into a nap.
Immediately after closing my eyes, my father's bloodshot eyes appeared in my dark vision.
A shriek escaped my lips, as my eyes snapped open.
The classroom became silent, as everyone's eyes stared at me.
I face flustered as I stared down at my desk.
"What a freak." a rude boy snapped from the back of the class.
I sniffled, feeling my heart calm down slowly.
"Is there something wrong, Miss Monroe?" my teacher asked, raising an eyebrow.
I breathed in and out slowly. "May I go to the bathroom?"
My teacher briefly rolled his eyes. "Take the pass."
I scurried out of my seat, as I grabbed the pass, shooting out of the door.
I went in the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face.
The picture of my fathers angry eyes kept staring back at my reflection through the mirror.
I grasped the counter of the sink.
"Everything will be okay." I whispered to myself.
I stepped out of the bathroom, as I began heading back to class.
Just as I was about to make a turn at the corner, my head bumped into someone.
"Crap! Watch where you're going!" the jock that pitied me retorted.
I stared up at him with fearful eyes, brushing by him swiftly.
"Are you okay?" he suddenly asked.
I stopped in my tracks, not bothering to turn around.
When he figured that I wouldn't reply, he asked again. "I asked, are you okay?"
I turned back to him, almost scared.
I nodded.

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hauntingly beautiful
Chapter 2
"Hey, do you need a ride home?"
I was midway down the school corridors, nearly reaching the exit of the building.
I turned around frantically, spotting the same jock who pitied me earlier today.
Why wouldn't he leave me alone?
I shook my head, spinning back around, walking a tad bit faster this time.
I heard footsteps catching up to me, as the brunette jock suddenly appeared over my shoulder.
"Are you sure? It's raining hard outside." he gave me a gentle smile. "I would hate for you to have to get soaked in the rain."
I clenched my jaw with uncertainty, as I stared at the jock with disbelief.
As we reached the double doors of the exit, he turned to me, once again.
"Well, come on. I won't hurt you." he assured.
A shiver sent down my spine at his choice of words.
If only this stranger knew how much those words just meant to me.
After not replying, he took a hold of my hand.
I immediately flinched, pulling my hand away quickly.
He frowned with concern filling his perfect features.
"Just follow me." he whispered, holding the door for me.
I was a bit hesitant, but I stepped outside.
He led the way towards the school parking lot, which was pretty much empty by now.
He approached an expensive looking BMW, clicking the unlock button on his keys.
The car made a beeping noise, as he gestured for me to sit in the passenger seat.
I gnawed on my lower lip, entering the car.
The car looked so nice on the inside, with fine, black leather seating.
I almost didn't want to touch it, since I was afraid of ruining it.
He started to turn on the engine, pulling out of the parking lot.
The sweet sound of Coldplay quietly blared out of his speakers, as he bobbed his head to the rhythm.
"I don't think we properly introduced ourselves to each other yet. I'm Hunter." he spoke.
I stared up at him, as he looked at me through the corner of his eye.
Was he expecting me to say something back to him?
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, staring out at the window.
The rain wasn't getting any better, in fact, it was pouring down.
"If you don't feel comfortable, I understand." he said. "I know your name already, Hayden, right?"
I gulped, turning my head to face him.
I nodded at him briefly.
His lips twitched upwards into a sly smile.
"Hayden is an interesting name, you know. It think it suits you."
I stared down at my feet.
I hated my name.
Hayden.
One of the reasons why my father hated me so much was because he didn't want a daughter, he wanted another son.
And his second son was suppose to be named Hayden, but he got stuck with me.
I remember the angry look on his face when I use to cry.
"This is the reason why I wanted another son! Not some immature girl who cries over everything! You're a mistake!" he cursed.
I was a mistake.
"Hey, Hayden? Are you okay?" Hunter asked.
I snapped out of my thoughts, staring at him.
The car had stopped, and Hunter was staring at me curiously.
"We're at your house." he said.
I stared out the window, recognizing the egg white house that we were parked in front of.
I reached for the handle, opening the car door.
Before I closed it, I turned back to Hunter.
I nodded at him as a signal to thank him.

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December 31, 2011 10:24am UTC

BadGirlGoneGood
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Will and I both went our seprate ways. "What took you so long to get here?" Sabrina asked me. I shrugged. "Sabrina, I don't think I want to be here." I said quietly. I didn't want to see my boyfriend, all my friends and Will getting beat up. "What?!" she asked shocked. "I just don't want to see all of this." I admitted. "Well, okay? Let's go up there then." she suggested. We went up a hill in the park where the fight wasn't easy to see. "Thanks." I told here sincerely while facing the opposite way of the fight. "Santana, are you okay?" she asked suspiciouslly. "Yeah, I'm fine."
A minute later I could hear the fight starting to break out. "Lia and her friends are looking for us." Sabrina told me. "Let them look. I don't want to deal with them now." I said angrily. Sabrina could sense there was something wrong with me, but she could also sense that I didn't want to talk about it. I wanted so badly to look over at the fight and see what was happening but I don't think I could emotionally take it. When I was a "bad girl" this kind of stuff didn't bother me. But now that I'm a "good girl" I couldn't even bare to think about it.
I could hear the fight getting more and more intense. But, I didn't dare turn around. "Will! What the hell are you doing?" I heard Nick yell. At the sound of his name I quickly got up and spun around. I found Tyler attacking Will and Will doing nothing. I clearly wasn't thinking when I yelled at the top of my lungs, "What are you doing Will? Fight back!" Sabrina stared at me in shock, hearing me help the other side over my own boyfriend. I was pretty sure a lot of other people looked at me weird too. But even when I directed Will to fight he just wouldn't. I knew exactly what he was doing, he was being stubborn; he didn't believe in this fighting so he didn't want to fight. "Will please! Don't let him do this to you, fight back!" I yelled again. But of course he didn't listen. He was getting beat up real good too. Finally Nick got out of his own fight and helped Will. "What the hell are you doing, man?" he asked Will angrily while pushing Tyler aside.
Will was just standing againt a tree, all bruised up. I could tell he was hurt, badly. I couldn't just stand there watching. So, of course without thinking, I ran for it, I ran towards him as fast as I could. "Santana!" Sabrina shouted out for me, "What are you doing? Come back here now!" I ran as fast as I could through all of the fighting all the way to the other side to see Will. "I guess my plan didn't work." he said weakly. "Are you okay? You look hurt." I said trying to wipe away some blood. "I'm fine, really. I just wanted peace and for all of this to stop, but it's not going to happen." Tears started to flow out of my eyes, seeing how weak he was. "I can take you to urgent care, come on, please." I saw him get weaker and weaker. Why was he so stubborn? If only he faught back. "No." he instructed me.
Suddenly Tyler ran up behind me. "What are you doing, Santana, with him?" he shouted at me. "He's my friend, Tyler. This whole thing is stupid and immature. Stop it now!" I demanded. "Why should I listen to you, traitor? You probably cheated on me with him, our enemy." He kept lecturing me. Will was getting weaker and weaker, behind me. Out of no where he feel down to the ground. Panic surged through my body when I saw his head bleeding. "Somebody call 911!" I yelled frantically. I bent down next to him to find broken glass on the ground. He must have cut his head on it when he feel.
Sabrina came to my side calling 911. Before I knew it almost everybody was surrouding Will; Nick, Antonio, Lia, Sam, Pablo, Brain, even Tyler. Nick starting freaking out over his best friend, Lia tried to comfort him. Tyler was going crazy, thinking this whole thing was his fault. I saw his eyes open and felt hope go through me. "Looks like we finally made peace." he said weakly. "Will, please stay strong. An amblulence is coming you're going to be okay." I told him, pushing back his hair, crying my eyes out. "I know, I know. Santana?" he said, getting weaker and weaker. "What?" I asked him. "You know that thing I wanted to tell you before this fight?" he asked. Each word out of his mouth seemed like it took so much effort. "Yes." I managed to muster out with all my hysterical crying. "I'm in love you, Santana."
Sorry I didn't get around to posting this last night! I was out and about! But, I'll definitely post another chapter tonight! Sorry everyone! Also, if you're reading could you PLEASE fav this? I just feel like I have a lot more readers than favs and it's so easy to click one button to make my whole day and motivate me to write mroe. Thanks:)

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December 19, 2011 6:32pm UTC

Catch Me if You Can
Chapter 16
Harry's eyes were mesmerizing and pleading.
I bit the insides of my cheeks, as I plopped myself down beside him, making sure we had a good distance between our bodies.
"What do we need to sort out?" I asked, more harsh than I intended to.
His gorgeous face frowned, which made me feel a bit of guilt.
"It's about the other night." Harry paused, taking in a deep breath. "You weren't suppose to see that."
"So when were you planning on telling me?" I snapped.
Harry avoided my gaze, as he fiddled with his fingers nervously.
"I-I don't know." he admitted.
I clenched my jaw. "You should've told me when you stole my first kiss."
I knew I was being harsh, but him taking my first kiss while he was already with Dani was low.
Harry's eyes widened. "I-I was your first kiss?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat.
He obviously thought that I was inexperienced now.
Harry's probably had a ton of girlfriends, kisses, and who knows? He might not even be a virgin.
I, on the other hand, had never had a real boyfriend, and one kiss.
"Yeah, you were." I whispered, looking away with shame.
Harry gnawed down on his lower lip.
He placed his warm hand on my arm, as I pulled away.
"I-I'm sorry, Colby. Are you mad at me?" he asked.
I shook my head, as my vision blurred.
"I'm not mad at you, Harry. I'm mad at myself, for falling for you when you obviously loved someone else." I softly spoke.
Harry's face was completely blank; emotionless.
I took it as the right time to get up, and leave.
I carefully climbed down the rocks, as I sniffed.
I had to move on from Harry.
Harry; my first real friend, my first crush, and my first kiss.
I blinked back my tears, as I began to jog off to rejoin the others.
When the fiery red head saw me approaching the group, she grinned.
"Colby, where did you go off with Harry?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
I narrowed my eyes, and shook my head. "No where."
Addison took it as a sign to not push me any further, as she nodded with pity.
Gerald came towards me, placing his hand on my shoulder.
I looked up, and saw him gently smiling at me with sympathy.
"We're heading to Jason's house for the rest of the night. Do you want to come with us?" Gerald asked.
I pursed my lips. "I'm really not in the-"
"Come on! You need some fun." Addison encouraged.
I sighed, but I nodded lightly.
We began to pile back in Addison's Mazda, as we sped off to Jason's house, which was supposedly huge- a mansion.
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